We'd have better luck finding those damn weapons if we didn't keep tripping over mass graves every time we turn around---comment on Daily Pundit

Yesterday was Eric's Baptism. My sister went, which forced her to stay away from the Dem caucuses... I wonder who she'd have gone for, Dean?

We helped at the Science Center for Free Museum day. It wasn't as well advertised as it's been in the past, but that didn't stop the crowds and crowds of people from mobbing the place. There's an hourly shuttle that makes the rounds of all the museums (23?) that participate. We got at least 70 new memberships. I first worked the door and the gift shop, then sold snacks the last hour, and Rich worked the parking lot. It was fun.

Then today we went to church first. Our new assistant pastor forgot to dismiss the children and I got a kick out of watching our-friend-the-judge signalling him with his hands: little legs walking down the aisle. He also forgot to dismiss the catechumens later, but the judge was close enough then to say something.

Afterwards we went to a new cache, but we were only second-to-find since the other people, spawns of Satan, apparently didn't go to church!

Once we got home, we changed clothes and then went to Folsom. We had to get two caches before we went for the "R U Obsessed" one, since we wanted it to be #777. First we went to a wonderful playground. The cache is in a log along the nature trail. I thought this would be a good place for Monica to take Genevieve, but it turns out they are going to stay near the airport instead. Oh, well. The next one was called "Lombard Street" because the trail is so wind-y. On the way up we were spied by a geocaching family, who wished us luck. Rich ranted and raved about "bad marks" etc. but I finally suggested it might be in the drainpipe. Sure enough, it was.

OK, R U Obsessed is at a park, somewhere in the bleachers. We'd just arrived there when another cacher also turned up. He and his son-in-law looked with us, and finally he turned it up. Then we went together to another in this park, which was found by the son-in-law. They went off to do more caching (escaping a quilt show attended by the wives) while we went off to a Taco Bell.

We then found one high up in the crotch of a tree, and another under a log near a bee tree. That one I was trying to be polite about, since the person who logged before us hadn't had any luck, but they've never had any finds, either. I didn't want to gloat "oh, it's easy" because I hate that. There was another along Humbug Creek. Then I wanted to find California's Lowest Highest Peak. Sacramento County's highest spot is lower than any other county's. Our geocaching friend had mentioned it, that it was an easy drive up. Well, yes, if you can find the road. It's on Carpenter Hill, so wouldn't you think Carpenter Hill Road would be it? My 2001 maps were no help, though Rick stated the 2004 ones he had weren't either. Carpenter Hill Road didn't do it. So we drove around, and around, discovering every cul-de-sac in the new housing estates, and finally found the road to get us near the top. We decided to walk up the last leg. 848 feet, and beautiful view of Folsom Lake. Rancho Seco and Sacramento were only lumps in the valley haze, and we had no chance of seeing Sutter Buttes, but it is, indeed, a nice place. We found a benchmark and saw a hawk, and as we left we spied a huge wild turkey hen.

The last one was along old highway 50 and an unused railroad track, a little micro cache and a benchmark. So, that's 783 caches! (7 off the pace to get 1000 in a year. It looks like we might be able to do that!)

Our new cache that we put out Friday was approved first thing yesterday and 4 groups went for it right away.