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True to our seemingly new tradition (3 years old), Xing Fu & I went geocaching on Thanksgiving day. This year it was just splendid out & we went to Cromwell Valley Park & hiked up into the forest to find caches. This time we found this guy guarding the hidden treasure:
Xing Fu almost stepped on him as we dug out the hidden cache. I'd never been to this park & I look forward to returning--there are a ton of geocaches in there & we only had time for three & it didn't help that my cell phone died just as we were trying to use the compass to locate the fourth. My only complaint with geocaching is that sometimes when there are lists of cool stuff inside, there's really just junky leftovers (heh, that theme) & nothing cool to trade for. I wish folks would put good stuff inside--that's the whole point--to find treasure. But regardless, it was great getting out & traipsing around in the woods for a few hours with my best friend.
The last leftover, in keeping with the theme, was The Leftover Bowl. Take a gander at the picture at the top of the post--that was us a few times during Saturday's race for the leftover CBYRA (Chesapeake Bay Yacht Racing Association) prizes that were unclaimed at the end of the season--hence, the leftovers....heh! Crazy, windy, cold, race but exhilarating on many levels. We were reefed in on main & with our number three jib & still we were way over-powered at some points during the race--kinda scary, cool when you look straight down into the water while hanging on for dear life as about a half a foot to a foot of the leeward side of the boat is gunwales in. And at one point we avoided a near collision as another boat tacked right on top of us--as I looked at that boat, which was seriously knocked down, I saw the crew beginning a scary slide toward the water & our rigging near missing theirs as their mast, etc., was almost parallel with the water. Like I said, my heart was in my mouth for a few minutes at that point. But we managed to keep our wits about us & finished the race with a few gray hairs more than we wanted, but enjoyed the ride nonetheless. Of course the chili party after the race at the new EYC clubhouse certainly helped. Yum! It was great getting together with some good friends that I've enjoyed racing with for what could be my last race of the year. But I could be speaking too soon as last year I raced on a J/80 in December so who knows! As for this one being the last--what a way to finish the season--with a bang! Or almost bang....