I have friends who are serial counters. Every summer at the Opera, my
assistant Sheila and I would play a silly game of "who saw more deer?"
She took this way, way more seriously than I ever did. She had
separate counts for live, dead and taxidermy. (I could never figure
that one out....how many deer parts = a deer?)

This past year, I read a couple of books of competitive bird watchers
and the lists they make ("Kingbird Highway" and "The Big Year") but
found the whole idea of COMPETITIVE BIRD WATCHING just too bizarre.

I've never kept track of my letterbox finds, either. I enjoy the
experience, and love having people's art in my logbook, but never sat
down to tally my finds. Actually, I started once, on a cross country
drive, but got bogged down by all the types of letterboxes, and gave up.

So, why am I blathering on about all this?

Because, today, when Robb and I went out so he could do some walking,
and we found what Atlas Quest calls my two hundredth letterbox.

Thanks to Team Tysonosaurus! The House of the Hill is a delightful
letterbox, which we finally found by poking around with Robb's
trekking poles.

So for one day, I'll note my "score." Obviously, I can't compete with
some others on this forum, but that's not why I letterbox in the first
place.

Lisascenic