Today Catchow, Mother Hen (my mother), I went to the Park of Roses and the Village Green of Worthington in Central Ohio.
Having left at around 1000 hours EST, it started out as a relatively cool day with some intermitant shade from the fluffy white clouds hovering gracefully above us. We did a series of seven letterboxes known as: Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head, at the Park of Roses that took us on quite the journey.
The first box that we had found was the body for Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head. Being as it was located in a park that straddles a creek, I was eaten up by mosquitos for the first time in a month (as the whole of the USA is in a drought and there haven’t been many breeding opportunites for the buggers). I was slightly surprised and terribly irritated that I was being attacked (I absolutely loathe mosquitos). After we stamped the stamps and replaced the box, we began our search for the other boxes.
All the while we counted steps and took measurements I was practicing my Martial Arts. This may seem strange to people (I got this feeling from the looks I got from passers-by) but I really needed to practice. I had forgotten what a move in one of the forms was, but then I remember and I burst out, “That’s it!” This was unintentional, of course. Mother Hen and Catchow just looked at me awkwardly and continued walking. I’m happy there wasn’t a pack of strangers nearby.
Anyway, we had stopped at the pond at the Park of Roses for a moment to catch a breeze in the shade. At this point, the clouds were burned off and the sun was cooking us at a fine 94 degrees. At this pond were Mallord ducks. They were SO cute! I wish we had brought bread to feed them because they were just looking at us expectantly like, “Well… you got something for us, or what?” There were some teenage ducks that we weren’t entirely sure if they were male or female because none of the young ones had any defining colourings. Mother Hen took pictures and I tried to feed the ducks some greens that I had pulled up while Catchow watched me make a fool of myself.
When we moved on, we came to a place that was slightly wooded and was overgrown with poison ivy. Being the only one that is immune to poison ivy and oak, I was drafted into crawling through the brush. After finding the letterbox we sat down in some shade and began stamping. We soon found out that we had sat down in a fire ant hill. We quickly stamped and got out of there.
After finishing this series, we decided to search for a box that was also located in the park. But right off the bat we ran into some problems. The clues were poorly written as if they were written in a hurry. Soon, many more issues began to manifest themselves. Some landmarks were missing and some were changed by the violent storm that we had on the 26th of June. We had, however, reached the location of which the box was to be located. But to our disappointment, we could not find it.
We returned to our car and drove down to Worthington to search for another series. When we reached the Village Green, I noticed a tune in the air. A church that was close by was ringing its bells in a song. We unfortunatly caught the tail end of the song and were then graced by the gross sound of nearby traffic. We tried finding the first box but were disappointed with that one. But the second box was found and we had a mild celebration because this meant that not all of them were missing (plus this one had the logbook). At this point the sun was blocked out by some rather dark clouds and we were able to remove our sunglasses. The next box was another disappointing loss. We conjectured that the grounds keepers had probably found them. We did, however, find the last of the four boxes (albeit with some out of date clues). After stamping this one, we decided to give the first box a second try but came up empty handed. I had to pull Catchow out of the bush for this one. We had thought that we had found it but we had been sadly decieved by a pack of Christmas lights.
All in all I would have to say that today was a rather good day. We ended the day with a disappointing trip to a camera shop, an awesome lunch at Steak ‘n Shake, a disappointing trip to a thrift store, and an amazing drive through a wicked thunderstorm. I would like to thank Mother Hen for making this trip possible, as neither Catchow or I own a powered vehicle of our own.
Have an awesome day!
~Tyrus
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