On Saturday, July 23, 2011, I saw a young couple pull up across the road from where I was sitting on my front porch. I went out and asked them what they were looking for in the ditch, and if they needed help. They said it was a geocache they were after, and were quite dismissive of me. This made me recall another person who acted the same way a few weeks back at this location. It seems like some people don’t have time for even some basic communication. It is a missed opportunity, because as it is, I managed a team that created and delivered the first interactive GIS mapping application for the Internet 15 years ago, so I have a real interest in things "geo..." It would have been nice to have had a brief friendly conversation with those hustling to find the next “treasure.” Even a brief conversation about what they were up to in their hunt would have been good. Oh well, such is life. Maybe the next treasure hunter will want to stop and chat...
Update: I've now put some new goodies in the can across the road, and I've had an invite to have coffee from a member...life is good.