2009-04-28 49 -122
| Tue 28 Apr 2009 in Surrey: 49.2375398, -122.8303430 geohashing.info google osm bing/os kml crox |
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Location
Today's hashpoint in the Surrey graticule appears to be in somebody's kitchen (or at least, just inside the house on the back by what appears to be a deck) in Coquitlam. The backyard appears to be fenced.
Planning
What planning? There was no coordination or planning for this beyond what is on the talk page. Rhonda created an expedition page noting the urban hashpoint, Sue mentioned her nearness and avaialbility, Robyn posted what time she planned to be there, and didn't stay around to notice the others attempting to get there in time.
Participants
Expedition
Robyn
This geohash is only 22 km from my home. My original idea was to try it en route to a possibly accessible location in Chilliwack, which is one of only two graticules that I need in order to minesweep Bellingham. The point in Chilliwack is almost exactly 100 km by road from the Surrey point, and I would have to ride at least half that back again in order to reach transit for an easier way home. To reduce the total amount I would have to ride in the day, I decided to take transit part of the way to Coquitlam.
So T-Rex, bike and I hopped on the SkyTrain. We weren't sure whether Braid or Lougheed Centre would be a better stop, but when the train got to Braid that was less than four kilometres from the geohash, so seemed close enough. I got my bearings and followed Brunette Avenue across the train tracks and Highway One through that awkward little bit of semi-civilization made up of liquor stores, country & western bars and computer repair shops, at the point where the Lougheed crosses Brunette. I stayed on Brunette through the community of Maillardville, the Frenchest part of the whole province of Columbie-Britanique, and waited for Brunette to turn right. I was to stay straight ahead on Dawes Hill Road.
Fans of my adventures, native Coquitlamians (what do you call yourselves?), and anyone with a gram of sense in their head know what is coming when Robyn plans a trip up Dawes Hill Road. But I quite innocently failed to parse the Hill part of it until I saw it. There really wasn't much doubt. It looks quite innocent in the photo. It must use cloaking technology. It was nasty. I had to stand up and lean forward to keep the front wheel from coming off the ground. Sue later laughed at me for not knowing any better than to ride up that road. But ride I did. All the way. It was too steep to walk in bike shoes.
The geohash showed up a left and two rights later. I didn't see Sue at first, so I looked for a back way, didn't find one, returned to the front and there she was, replete with the news that still others were expected. Waiting for them was the perfect excuse not to ride another 160 km today. Chilliwack can wait.
After everyone had arrived, been photographed, and eaten some of my chocolate chip cookies, I went up to the door of the house to see if there was someone inside who had somehow managed not to notice people congregating in their driveway for the last half hour. No one answered the bell, so I tucked the Google Maps printout under the edge of the doormat where it would be visible. It was a hybrid view showing the teardrop marker on their house, and also showing the peeron URL, should they want to investigate. The others suggested that the occupants might find that a little creepy, so I didn't compound the matter by putting any chalk marks on the driveway.
I also feel compelled to point out that I one studied Halkomelem, the first language spoken in this place, just long enough to know that "Coquitlam" means "stinking of fish slime". Just so you know. And the 7 in the orthography, a different orthography than I leaned, but I looked it up, represents a glottal stop after a vowel, so like the sound between the two syllables in English "oh-oh".
Rhonda
SueB
My day started innocently enough until Xore randomly mentioned that today's Geo-hash was in someone's kitchen in Coquitlam. I decided I'd better check to make sure it wasn't mine. It wasn't... but the hashpoint was less than a kilometre away (776m as the crow flies - thanks Robyn), there was no excuse not to go.
Armed with my cell phone, camera and location I walked up the street to meet up with Robyn. From the map, it looked like I could get closer to the hashpoint from the back of the house which conveniently bordered Dawes Hill Park. Alas, not only was the yard fenced, but it was atop a 15 foot retaining wall surrounded by prickly blackberry bushes. Hmmm, maybe wearing shorts wasn't the best idea for this venture.
I walked along the groomed path to head up the hill when I spied a shortcut and decided to take it. Short, steep & scratchy I met up with Robyn at the front of the house. While we waited for Rhonda who was enroute an email came through on my blackberry that Yangman was also on his way.
After the obligatory pictures, we trekked back to my place and spent the afternoon lounging on my back lawn. What a great intro to geo hashing.
