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| − | ' | + | I went out Saturday, leaving home at about 10:30PM. I added $20 of gas to the car, which at today's rate got me slightly over 6 gallons. In metric units, that still sucks. |
| − | + | The geohash was in the vicinity of Blairstown in Warren County, where my best friend from college lived at the time. It was a very strange experience, with part of my brain telling me I'd been there a hundred times before, and the other part telling me that it had been 20 years and all of (County Road) 521 had probably been rebuilt since my last visit. I know the slightly scary one-lane bridge, over a small valley, was now two, one-lane bridges. I also wondered when was the last time my friend had himself visited. | |
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| + | The geohash was a few miles past the town, off a road to the Mohican camp site along the upper Delaware, where I arrived by 11:45. Which was about as close as I got. I walked up a side road to a couple of storage buildings, not really a public space but the whole camping complex was essentially closed to the public for the winter. I hoping to find a trail or something leading in the direction of the hashpoint, but I had not planned on how to traverse the woods, alone at night, and return to the complex/road. The further I walked, as the time approached midnight, the more I realized I was just a guy with a cell phone, a toy flashlight, and a bad back. The overcast hid both the stars and the moon from sight overhead, taking away more clues to navigate by. | ||
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Revision as of 21:23, 6 March 2011
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Location
Worthington State Park, along the Delaware River in New Jersey.
Participants
Jevanyn is planning on attending.
Plans
Jevanyn: I'll either head out Saturday night with the intention of being there at midnight Sunday, or bring Gwynnath and Evan on Sunday during the day. It's complicated.
Expedition
I went out Saturday, leaving home at about 10:30PM. I added $20 of gas to the car, which at today's rate got me slightly over 6 gallons. In metric units, that still sucks.
The geohash was in the vicinity of Blairstown in Warren County, where my best friend from college lived at the time. It was a very strange experience, with part of my brain telling me I'd been there a hundred times before, and the other part telling me that it had been 20 years and all of (County Road) 521 had probably been rebuilt since my last visit. I know the slightly scary one-lane bridge, over a small valley, was now two, one-lane bridges. I also wondered when was the last time my friend had himself visited.
The geohash was a few miles past the town, off a road to the Mohican camp site along the upper Delaware, where I arrived by 11:45. Which was about as close as I got. I walked up a side road to a couple of storage buildings, not really a public space but the whole camping complex was essentially closed to the public for the winter. I hoping to find a trail or something leading in the direction of the hashpoint, but I had not planned on how to traverse the woods, alone at night, and return to the complex/road. The further I walked, as the time approached midnight, the more I realized I was just a guy with a cell phone, a toy flashlight, and a bad back. The overcast hid both the stars and the moon from sight overhead, taking away more clues to navigate by.
Photos
I didn't take any, as I didn't approach close enough to take pictures of anything. when there is a natural obstacle between you and the target when you went to an alternate location, or decided early on to abort the expedition.
