How Far is East From West

  

Today, after more than a week of re-learning to breath at altitude, Red said we should get out and look for a cache. The closest one to us was called "How far is East From West" and I couldn't help thinking how perfect that title served for this entry. The answer for me was about 1200 miles.

This cache was a multi with four way-points before the final marker. So will Red firmly ensconced in my cargo pocket and a fine cigar at my lips, we got underway.

One of the best things about life in Colorado is the number of parks. It really doesn't matter  where in the city you are, there is some form of open space nearby. Ralston Creek is especially inviting. Even now before everything really greens up.

 I had to stop Red from dangling his feet in the water. I figured his stubby little dogs wouldn't help much if he fell in.

On site near the first coordinates. Red flat out refused to go into the drainpipe. I can't say I blame him.

Those bulging eyes are fairly sharp. We first tried under freshly moved rocks.

Red almost stepped on this container. See if you see it..

 

 Contemplating the find.

 Even a day in the 'burbs has some pretty nice views.

 Nothing like the sound of running water to accompany a long walk.

A throwback to the farming roots of the region.

Red's looking for the "X". We found this one in a magnet container under the bridge. I got to crawl in the sand for that one.

"Look Bryan!"  On to the next way-point!

Survey marks on the path. Ironically pointing right toward the next marker.

No matter where you are on this trail there's a great view.I understand that this trail goes all the way into the mountains.

I'd love to have a house in this neighborhood.

This is stop 3 on the list. But try as we might, Red and I could not find the coordinates to the next spot.  but it's hard to feel dejected when the walk here was such a beautiful one. It's not Dogwood Trail in the early Autumn but it'll do.

Fun note, on the way back I heard voices coming from the thicket this trail leads into. On further investigation I found a full-scale and very illegal  paintball war going on in there.  Sadly nobody wanted to pose with Red.

So after about three miles of walking and searching, we leave this search unfinished. But Red says we should never give up.  We will be back! Stay tuned for an update.