Let's Look Over Thayer

Hey, Harmon, that's my neighborhood! Great pictures of the Brig! Did you go to Ayr to see the view you put on my Yrium card? If Harmon had stuck around the wedding long enough, they might have taught him to dance the Brigs of Ayr. It's actually pretty simple as you can see from the instructions below... BRIGS OF AYR (S3x32) 3C set 1- 8 All set, turn 2H to face up, dance up and cast to 321 9-16 3s+1s dance double Fig of 8 round 2s 17-24 1s dance in and cast up to 2nd place, 1s circle 3H round to left (1L with 3s at top and 1M with 2s) 25-28 3s and 2s make arches and Adv+Ret while 1s dance under arch (to right) and cast to 2nd place own side 29-32 1s circle 3H round to right (1M with 3s at top and 1L with 2s). End 312

Like as near, if'n y' know what I mean... Looks like someone's been playing with the Puppet Warp again.

Kayaking on Lake Murray today. Found the cache but wasn't ready to go back to shore so I took a loop around the lake. This fellow was amongst the sights I saw... Bird Carcass. It's what's for dinner!

Puddin' Boots? Hmmmm...it does have a certain ring to it...

Harmon, MoMA just called and they want to know how you managed to smuggle Van Gogh's Starry Night out the door...

Hmmm...rather suspicious. Does anyone else think it strange that these socks are not properly bunched?

Hardtack? Dunderfunk?

That would be International Star Wars Day! Good Luck and May The Fourth Be With You!

I don't like it. Nope. I don't like this one little bit. I come here to be entertained by whatever trouble Harmon has managed to get hisself into and what do I find but some sort of mutual admiration society. I'm a startin' ta' think them Mayan calendar builders may have been right, after all.

DTFMMBLB? Turn about (as it were) is fair play...

You may wonder why someone from San Diego is responding to this message...well, in some ways I probably qualify more as a local than some of the people who live there. I was born in Northern NM, lived there for many years and still go back regularly to visit my parents (and my parents-in-law). As far as artsy stuff, you will find it hard to avoid both Santa Fe and Taos. I would recommend visits to the New Mexico Museum of Art, the Georgia O'Keeffe Museum and the Museum of International Folk Art all in Santa Fe. There are a number of galleries in the general vicinity of the Museum of Art that are worth visiting. For outdoorsy stuff, I would recommend visiting Bandelier National Monument and the Valle Caldera near Los Alamos. The Rio Grande Gorge near Taos is also worth seeing. Taking the High Road to (or from) Toas is also worth the time. (Just Google it...) Places to eat -- The Shed (not far from the Palace of the Governors) in Santa Fe. Above all, though, just go there and follow your nose. No matter where you go and what you do, you'll find things that will be worth the trip.

Newsflash: Harmon is on FaceBook! Film at 11...

The Laws of Thermodynamics simplified... The First Law of Thermodynamics: You can't win. The Second Law of Thermodynamics: You can't break even. The Third Law of Thermodynamics: You can't quit the game. Second law of thermodynamics: Eventually everything turns to (s-word.) Snow?

The Laws of Thermodynamics simplified... The First Law of Thermodynamics: You can't win. The Second Law of Thermodynamics: You can't break even. The First Law of Thermodynamics: You can't quit the game.

You see what happens when you let those clodhoppers loose where there are no natural predators. They get big. And I ain't talking about clodhoppers in general, I'm talking about each clodhopper! And when they get that big, God gives them little feet so that they could walk around easier. And when they get feet, they get dangerous. And I ain't talking about sitting under a rock waiting for you. I'm talking about coming after you. Imagine being on one of them boats coming over to discover America, like Columbus or something, standing there at night on watch, everyone else is either drunk or asleep. And you're watching for America and the boat's going up and down. And you don't like it anyhow. But you gotta stand there and watch, for what. Only he knows, and he ain't watching. You hear the waves lapping against the side of the ship. The moon is going behind the clouds. You hear the pitter patter of little footprints on deck. IS THAT YOU KIDS...? It ain't. MY GOD. IT'S THIS HUMONGOUS GIANT CLODHOPPER! Imagine those little feet coming on deck. A clodhopper twice the size of the ship. You're standing there shivering with fear. You grab one of these. This is a belaying pin. They used to have these stuck in the holes all around the ship ..you probably didn't know what this is for...you probably had an idea...but you were wrong. They used to have these stuck in the holes all along the sides of the ship. You wouldn't know what this is for unless you was that guy that night. I mean, you'd grab this out of the hole, run on over there, BAM BAM on them little feet! back into the ocean would go a hurt, but not defeated, humongous giant clodhopper. Ready to strike again when opportunity was better. You know not even the coastal villages was safe from them big clodhoppers. You know them big clodhoppers had an inland range of about 15 miles. Think of that. I mean our early pioneers and the settlers built little houses all up and down the coast you know. A little inland and stuff like that. And they didn't have houses like we got now, with bathrooms and stuff. They built little privies out back. And late at night, maybe a kid would have to go, and he'd go stomping out there in the moonlight. And all they'd hear for miles around...(stomp/belch)....one less kid for America. One more smiling, smurking, humongous giant clodhopper. So Americans built forts. You know them pictures of them forts with the wooden points all around. You probably thought them points was for Indians. But that's stupid! 'Cause Indians know about doors. But clodhoppers didn't. Even if a clodhopper knew about a door, so what? A clodhopper couldn't fit in a door. I mean, he'd come stomping up to a fort at night, put them feet on them points, jump back crying, tears coming out of them everywhere. But Americans couldn't live in forts forever. You couldn't just build one big fort around America. How would you go to the beach? So what they did was they formed groups of people. I mean they had groups of people all up and down the coast form these little alliances. Like up North it was call the Clodhopper Alliance. And farther down South is was called the Catfish Alliance. They had these Alliances all up and down the coast defending themselves against these threatening monsters. These humongous giant clodhoppers. And they'd go out there, if there was maybe fifteen of them, they'd be singing songs in fifteen part harmony. And when one part disappeared, that's how they knew where the clodhopper would be. Which is why Americans only sing in four part harmony to this very day.* *Tip of the hat to Arlo...

Sure. I think it is safe to say that there are hundreds of lamp posts that I had never known about, let alone visited, prior to finding a cache there. Hundreds? Was it like Chinese water torture? But seriously, finding cool new places is what got me into it! Seriously, finding cool new places is at the top of a long list of reasons I enjoy this game.

Sure. I think it is safe to say that there are hundreds of lamp posts that I had never known about, let alone visited, prior to finding a cache there.

Do I get bonus points for six? Llama, Lama glama Guanaco, Lama guanicoe Vicuña, Vicugna vicugna Alpaca, Vicugna pacos Dromedary, Camelus dromedarius Bactrian Camel, Camelus bactrianus Ummm...shouldn't the background be moving?

Knowing Harmon's fondness for llamas, I went out and got him some. Maybe he can use them for his next venture into the Cuyamacas...

Honk If You Know Where This Is... Hint: Harmon used to drive tanks around this area. I wonder if this fell off one of his...

I was walking on Del Mar Mesa yesterday with Ms. LLOT and we encountered this very rare Ferruginous Ribbon Snake.

Also the guidelines have become more stringent over time. You may encounter older caches that would not have been published today but were acceptable at the time they were published. These caches have been grandfathered and allowed to stay active.

I haven't a clue (though I could probably narrow it down to a few square miles...) but that tree strikes me as ripe for some 'shoppin'.

Interesting photo but not half so much as what I discovered when I took a close look at the background (upper right)...I guess the Internet Search didn't pick that out due to the low resolution. Harmon, methinks you have some 'splainin' to do.

You know, I'm rather surprised at this. I figured that all those pill bottles were from your own meds...