Just wanted to let everyone know, my wife is going to hate you all!
We found our first box this weekend and LOVED IT! "Sorry dear, won't
be able to fix the roof, got a letterboxing roadtrip planned! We
always wanted an indoor pool anyhow!"
Dragged the kids from in front of the tv, packed up the dog and wife,
and took off to Saluda Shoals Park. Found the one there easily and
spent a couple of hours exploring the park. We decided to get
adventurous and head out to Harbison Forest in search of Ladybug's
boxes. Found the first and then spent another hour or so wading
through the mud trying to find the second. Had to leave without it
due to the gate closing, but we'll be back! The kids had a blast and
it only took an hour or so to clean the mud out of the wife's car!
First Box Found!!!
2 messages in this thread |
Started on 2003-02-10
First Box Found!!!
From: ronniedawkins (rdawkins@fujigreenwood.com) |
Date: 2003-02-10 19:20:55 UTC
Re: First Box Found!!!
From: gbheron77 (gbheron@netzero.net) |
Date: 2003-02-11 11:57:14 UTC
Ahh, the captivating power that finding a 'first' box has. We are
like fish that swallow the bait - hook, line and sinker! Initially
we are caught unawares, casually musing about when and where we might
go to look for our first letterbox. Even after the first bite, we
think we are free to come and go as we please. But beware! Before
long, each unplanned weekend, day or even hour becomes prey to plans
for letterboxing hikes. An excursion to visit Mom or Dad becomes
another quest and looses it's original purpose (If I just make this
one little detour, I'll still have 1/2 an hour left to visit my
folks). Finally, on one fine day while driving to work, we suddenly
find ourselves in a beautiful but remote wooded area, eternally
trapped in the clutches of letterboxing.
Enjoy your captivity!
like fish that swallow the bait - hook, line and sinker! Initially
we are caught unawares, casually musing about when and where we might
go to look for our first letterbox. Even after the first bite, we
think we are free to come and go as we please. But beware! Before
long, each unplanned weekend, day or even hour becomes prey to plans
for letterboxing hikes. An excursion to visit Mom or Dad becomes
another quest and looses it's original purpose (If I just make this
one little detour, I'll still have 1/2 an hour left to visit my
folks). Finally, on one fine day while driving to work, we suddenly
find ourselves in a beautiful but remote wooded area, eternally
trapped in the clutches of letterboxing.
Enjoy your captivity!