In 2021, eleven years after previous placements, Cache Owner Pioneer Ts decides it’s time to do another one.
Wending our way westward, we bypass megatron options for health enhancement, choosing instead to find fresh air, fellowship, fruitful cogitation, and fantastical finds.
The plains of Plain City unfold, an endless war zone between bulldozers, caterpillars, contractors, and hungry home-hunters.
The skyline fades from roundness of silo to boxy enclosures. Lingering and sighing through investor balance sheets, long-forgotten forests whisper in the wind.
The old elementary school refreshes into a community outreach offering a hand when times get tough.
Looking for a rack and a yard place, we land inside a faith-based thrift store racked with bargains. In this paradigm, profits go to missions across the seas, where poverty-stricken recipients await.
Across the way is the yard place, selling fencing with the family name. And in between . . . majestic monarchs inviting a prickly, pine-infused, primeval paradise.
Planning the plunge . . .
Conquering a cache paper so tiny, it qualifies as a laser beam.
OH Love Of Geocaching 