2009-01-26 44 -122

[[Image:{{{image}}}|thumb|left]]

<map lat="{{{44}}}" lon="{{{-122}}}" date="<strong class="error">Error: Invalid time.</strong>"></map>

[[ | ]] in [[{{{44}}},{{{-122}}}|{{{44}}},{{{-122}}}]]: {{{44}}}.9828609, {{{-122}}}.3377354 not yet announced

[[Category:Meetup on ]] [[Category:Meetup in {{{44}}} {{{-122}}}]]

Participants

Haschel Cedricson, lizzy97396

Plans

I woke up on this day with absolutely nothing planned. Lizzy97396 asked me what we wanted to do. The subtext, of course, was that another day of me staying inside on my laptop was unacceptable. Unfortunately, I had no ideas, so I suggested geohashing. Our home graticule is the Eugene, Oregon graticule, but the hash location was way up on a mountain in a national forest, and neither of us wanted to climb 500 feet on foot. However, the Springfield graticule looked reasonably acceptable.

I didn't think she'd actually do it, but a few minutes later we fired up the GPS and headed off on an adventure.

Incidentally, during this conversation, Lizzy was playing Donkey Kong Country 2: Diddy Kong's Quest. The level she was playing while we discussed geohashing was "Bramble Blast". I didn't know it at the time, but this would later turn out to be prophetic.

Expedition

Lizzy and I discovered found a random creepy doll in her car as we headed out of town. We decided that she would be our official geohashing friend. It doesn't show up very well, but the soundtrack for the first part of our journey is "Creepy Doll" by Jonathan Coulton.

Google Maps told us the quickest way to get to the hashpoint was to take I-5. Luckily for us, we chose to follow the car GPS and were rewarded with some views of picturesque farmland.

We arrived at the final road, but soon ran into a minor problem.

After careful consideration, we decided that the sign only forbade VEHICLES, not trespassers. We parked the car, grabbed Creepy Doll, and moved onwards.

Logging roads only took us so far. Eventually it became clear that we were going to have to leave the road and make our own trail. Considering all the underbrush, this was no small task.

We don't have a ton of pictures of this part, because all four hands were busy moving branches and avoiding thornbushes. Anyhoo, eventually we ended up in a small clearing, which fortunately enough was where the hash was located. Victory!

I asked Lizzy if she was interested in having sex on the hash spot. She said that there was no way in hell that would happen. Luckily, my request had been phrased with such a tone of voice that I was easily able to pretend that I had only been joking.

We grabbed some more pictures with Creepy Doll and then headed home.

Photos

• 2008-

  Witty Comment

• 2008-

  Witty Comment