Do
You Get It?
- What is the point to it all?
August 27, 2008
I posted this early this morning
to the Premium Members board on AtlasQuest,
but I really think it bares repeating here, in a more public
place. I think I really get into some of my more recent thoughts
on some of the public forums and how people seem to more and more perceive
what letterboxing is and is not. I am not saying my thoughts on
it are the right thoughts, but rather there really are no right
thoughts, no right way, and that far too many people spend far too
much time talking about doing things rather then actually doing them
and being concerned about what others think of what they do.
Does that make sense? Maybe I worry too much myself?
Well, here it is:
Hey, you're catching on!
Basically, the way I look at it, there is only one rule, do no harm, or
at least, no irreparable harm.
If someone is padding
their logbook, that is something, that, in their own minds, they are
going to have to come to terms with. I see lots of folks posting event
boxes as traditional boxes, even when they are nothing more then table
toppers. Sure, it messes with searching for real boxes in the location
of the gathering, and it falsely adds to their total plants, and it may
even get a blue diamond when it is not really a traditional box, but
those folks must have come to terms with their decision, and that is on
them.
Those who practice poor boxing habits often pick up the hobby for just a
short time and then move on to other things. Often it is because they
know no better.
A few weeks ago I found a box that the person before me had used a gold
metallic ink to ink up the stamp with. I actually ran into the person
who had done this later on. She was boxing with her two children and was
very new at it. I politely explained, in an almost off handed manner,
that she should not do that and why. She did not know, and how could
she?
Not everyone does extensive reading and research before going out and
finding their first box. I sure didn't, what fun is that? The fun is in
finding the box. It is really the only way you learn.
Far too many people seem to go pointing fingers, telling people that it
must be done this way or that. They have no idea what is really going
on, that there are a ton of folks out there who never read a posting
here or on any of the lists out there, who never read a FAQ sheet or the
so called rules, who could care less about so called stealth methods,
and who simply go out to find the boxes and enjoy them for what they
are.
I often think there are too many here who have missed that point, and
who spend much too much time talking about it instead of actually doing
it? Have you found a box today? This week? This month? Did you enjoy the
hunt? The clues? The artistry involved? The adventure?
Or is it all about logging that find and worrying about it being done
"the right way?" Worrying if you are going to offend anyone if
you do it "the wrong way?" Complaining about the container, or
how well the last person hid the box, or if the clues were accurate and
precise to your liking. Too many of you seem to worry about such
nonsense as logging every single stamp, in the exact order you found it,
timed and dated and commented on.
I mean, what are some of you folks really here for?
I so loved this post. So
many don't get it. Suppose to be fun and not "you must agree
to my ways or I will not share my clues" or "you do not have
enough experience for my boxes", etc, etc. (ad nauseam). Oh well.
Guess I'll remain clueless....
No surprise there, huh?
Do what you want, respect nature, meet people, enjoy the fantastic
places this journey takes you!
-Pink Panther
Boxing
the Brandywine
- What took so long?
August 26, 2008
I
know, what took me so long to box the Brandywine?
In the past week I have been
down there actually boxing twice, and a third time to meet with Sheba
and Moon
Owl. Brandywine park is just a spectacular example of an urban
park, with a great landscape, bridges, canals, and five wonderful boxes
(two of which are mysteries).
On
Monday, August 18, I was headed home from Becky's. I left when she
left for work, and
came across at the Bay Bridge and up 301. This put me in the
Philly area right at rush hour, so I gave Sheba a call and she printed
off some clues for me, since I had none of my own, not really planning
on this side trip. So I spent the next two and a half hours
exploring Brandywine Park.
As for the boxes, I really
enjoyed FishMan's
Fish of
the Brandywine boxes. The clues were very clever, you actually
had to imagine that the park was underwater to follow the flow of the
clues. They took you to some less visited sections and trails on
the park, which is something I really enjoy. And the stamps were phenomenal.
The museum itself is very nice,
and free on Sundays. We wandered around a little bit, but not
long, before finding the box. I would like to return and actually
tour the museum at some point. The box was excellent though.
Across
to Alapocas Woods we now went. There are several more boxes there
as well that we will have to return for, as the Cliffhanger was enough
of a challenge for one day, that and also I was not paying much
attention to the other clues, though I should have. It was an
excellent walk looking for these great boxes on a beautiful day.
We even had a toad hop out from behind one of the boxes, much to Becky's
delight.
We ended up getting to the
bottom of the series and found a way to cut through to the neighboring
Brandywine Park. A trail is proposed to do this, but
there is about a 500 foot section of that trail still missing, and a
well worn path is in its place. From there we were able to get to
Becky's car, which we had parked there, and could travel back up the
hill to mine in Alapocas Woods.
I certainly hope to return
sooner, rather then later, to find the boxes I have missed, and maybe
visit the zoo.
I managed to take a bunch of
picture on my two visits. far more then can be placed here, so
feel free to visit the gallery.
Thanks to Fishman for the great
boxes and allowing me to post some images.
Still
Got It - I
guess I was just in a funk
August 18, 2008
Yup,
I've still got it. Lately I have been feeling in a funk. I
would go out boxing and just have trouble finding anything. I've
not had my head about me, not reading clues right, and just not with it.
Well, Becky and I biked to
brunch on Sunday in Shirlington. It is about a five mile ride down
the W&OD Trail and the Shirlington trail to get to a Mexican restaurant
that she likes. We enjoyed a great brunch on the patio, it was a
perfect day, lots of people about so I enjoyed some people watching,
another pass time of mine, and generally enjoyed each other's company.
On the return we went for a box,
the W&OD Trail
Letterbox. Becky had found it several years
ago, and was not totally sure it was still there. She also was not
feeling too well at this point, and was pretty tired. So, she
rested at a pavilion in Glen Carlin Park while I went to find the
box. It was not far.
I rode down the trail.
There was supposed to be a sign directing you to the nature center that
I was supposed to follow, but it was gone, so I figured out what trail
it was and followed it. Next I was supposed to follow a fence to
the end, but there was no fence in sight, gone. I did find the
next landmark, a metal culvert, but a storm drain that was supposed to
be there was gone, so I was not sure I was in the right spot.
I then looked up the hill and
there it was, the tree. It had to be it, it was large and looking
like it could well hide a box. I set my bike aside and headed up
the hill. I walked to the left around the tree, no hole, no hole,
and then there it was, a big hole in the tree and a box totally exposed
in it.
That moment of triumph is what I
so enjoy about boxing. The joy of finding a box that is difficult
or you think is not there is truly a feeling I get with no other
activity. It is this joyous, almost euphoric reaction. All
the counting, the clever gimmicky boxes, the kids crap, all that stuff
doesn't come close to making me as happy as I am when I am in the woods,
just me, Becky, and the clues, looking things over, working them out,
and finding the box. I think that is what it is really all about,
and I got it back!
Something
to Ponder - And
other odds and ends
August 4, 2008
Here is something
interesting that I thought worth thinking about:
"But isn't the clue
what the clue is? It will never change, or at least it should never
change. Things being what they are nowadays, what with every Tom, Dick
and Harry who can write code changing the game, people feel the need for
there to be an online record of what box has been found when and by who.
Isn't the whole essence of a treasure hunt the overcoming of the
degradation of the clue over time? With out doubt things in nature will
change, should I change my clue to keep up with these changes? I think
not, let the hunter figure out what might have changed and what they
need to do to overcome the obstacles presented to them. I got some
feedback on one of my boxes that said that rattlesnake's had taken up
residency in the rock formation the box was hidden in. All I could think
was "Awesome!! Have fun with that people." If a park makes
changes to it's trail system in the time between me writing my clue and
someone reading that clue, should it be up to me to make sure that info
is passed on? Again, I think not. Get an old map if that is what it
takes to find the box, or not, I could care less either way. I didn't
place the box so that I could enjoy you finding it, I placed it for you
to enjoy finding. If you find it or not means very little to me."
Brian
TeamGreenDragon
Now Brian is an old school
letterboxes, and I don't buy into all of his thinking, though I do
totally understand and agree on his wondering for the need for folks to
have to log everything in some online database. But, I digress,
and the matter at hand is really if clues should be updated to reflect
changes.
Personally, I think they
should, within limits. If there has been a dramatic change, one
that totally effects the finding of the box, then yes. Otherwise,
I am agreeing with Brian here. Letterboxing, in its essence, is
still a treasure hunt. You are still looking for something in the
woods, and part of the joy of it is figuring through the clues to find
it.
While clues can be
frustrating, the point where you finally figure it out, the "Ah
ha!" moment, it the moment that is worth it for me. And,
sometimes you fail, and that is an important lesson to learn as well.
Just recently there was
discussion as to why the National Park Passport cancellations are not
posted on AtlasQuest. After all, they are stamps, the writer
says. But, they are not letterboxes, and that idea was pretty well
thrown out, which is a good thing.
But, does everything have
to be logged online? Does anything? In the end, does
it all really matter. I record my finds so I can better keep track
of what I have and have not found, but I have pretty much stepped away
from logging anything else, except hitch hikers. Why?
Because it doesn't really matter to me. Event stamps, cooties,
personal travelers, there are so many that it, in the end, does
not make a difference. And as for the date, again, it does not
matter.
We had dinner with Wisconsin
Hiker and Martini Man a few months back. She said something about
letterboxing that I found pretty profound.
"Letterboxing is not a
kids game," she said, "it is an adult's game that kids
can learn to play.
I'll leave that one with
the reader until next time.
Feedback
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Another
Weekend - The
more I see her, the more I love her
July 14, 2008
It
is true, the more I see her, the more time I spend with her, the more I
love Becky.
This weekend could be summed up
as wedding planning weekend. I worked Saturday morning, well, all
night actually, and knew I would be in no shape to drive down to Becky's
after work. So, I took the train.
I have been wanting to make the
train work, save fuel and some wear and tear on both the car and myself,
but the schedules just would not work for me. I finally figured it
out though. I could park at Sheba's house and walk to the local
SEPTA station. From there I could get to Wilmington in time to get
an early Amtrak train to DC. Reverse to get home, and I still get
back in time for work. With the cost of fuel I almost break even,
it costs a bit more, but saves me from actually have to drive all that
distance. That was, until they raised the fares on the train I
need to take. The train an hour before, which makes the same
stops, is $17 cheaper. I would like someone at Amtrak explain to
me how they are encouraging people to take the train if they don't at
least make it comparable? Well, I digress, it was still a good
ride down, and I could sleep, so even better.
I was greeted at the gate by my
Becky. She seemed to be shimmering in the light from the station
as I walked through the door, wearing the very pretty strapless blue
dress she had gotten the week before. She looked stunning.
She was holding some flowers she picked up for me. This is a kind
of role reversal, since I usually leave her flowers on my desk when she
comes up here to Philadelphia. I promptly presented her with the
flowers with a smile.
We met with the caterer that
afternoon and spent some time on the planning. We made some
changes to the servers and what we will be needing, and also the park is
charging the caterer a smaller fee, so we were able to knock about $2000
off the bill, which is huge. Further in the good news department,
her cousin John gave her a call the next morning and said he talked to a
photographer friend of his and she can do the wedding, and he is going
to pay for it as a gift. Becky was ecstatic, as looking at
photography it was looking to be really expensive, even though we really
didn't want to do anything elaborate. So things in the wedding
department keep looking up.
Sunday we took a ride over to
Glen Echo to really take a good look at things. I still need to
call the events manager over there, we have the date penciled in, and I
sent the preliminary form in, but have not heard back yet. I need
to know if we can or can't do some things, because, of course, the ideas
with the location abound.
We did, however, get to talk to the carousel
operator. My parents have offered to rent the carousel for an hour
so guests can ride. It also gives us a chance to get photos on it,
which Becky is very excited about. We asked a few questions about the carousel and what can be done
for the rental. I asked about the band organ, and if I could
request certain music to be played if they had it on rolls, which we
could. Becky was hoping to have some swing music on it, and we
were lucky in that he had a special roll for it made up, and it was
loaded that day. A few minutes later, swing started playing on the
organ, which was perfect. The organ can be loaded with two rolls,
each plays for about 25 minutes, so one will be the swing roll, and I
would like the other to be something patriotic.
The park was also very
pleasant. We stood up by the bumper car pavilion for a while, they
had a square dance going on in it. There was a pleasant breeze
coming across the park, and it was very comfortable there, so we are
hoping for the same a year from now.
Becky is getting really excited
about the whole thing now. We still have plenty of time, but we
already have a few of the important things moving along. We even
have a preliminary schedule worked out, though I think it will change
some what. We have a lot of neat ideas that we have to work on in
the next year, and I think that is where our time will really be spent,
but I think it will all turn out in the end, or at least that is what I
keep telling Becky. I tend to be the optimist. There is a
lot of work ahead, but the outcome is going to be great. Now to
just figure out who I am supposed to send save the date cards to.
She was
"shimmering" in the train station? Damn, bro--you start
getting that lyrical, it better be concealing clues to a box again....
Glad you guys had a good weekend! -Sheba
Floating
Apartments - I am
not the strange one here.
June 30, 2008
A
few weeks ago Becky says to me she left my house, looked down the
street, and saw an apartment building floating by.
"Huh?" I asked. She knew it was really a ship going down
the river and was amazed the first time she saw it. And they truly
are amazing. The freighters that move up and down the river are
massive, and as they are passing they basically fill the entire opening
to the river and wharf at the bottom of the street. I was
astonished the first time I stepped out and saw one too.
Yesterday
was Celtic Day here in Bristol. This is a great annual event, lots
of Irish and Scottish acts that entertain all day long in Lion's
Park. I was down enjoying an Irish band when one of these massive
freighters came rolling down the river, escorted by two tug boats maneuvering
around it. The crown moved toward the river and folks waved and
took pictures as the massive ship passed by. The crew was even on
deck waving and taking pictures in return, and the ship sounded its horn
in greeting. It was a neat moment that capped off an enjoyable day
in Bristol.
Time
To Fly - Sorry, not
the Flying Turns
June 23, 2008
While
I wish I could be writing about a ride on the Flying Turns, which seems
to have hit a snag, I am instead referring to another Flyer which has
been a long time in coming, the Ravine Flyer II at
Waldameer Park in
Erie.
After more then a decade of
litigation with a neighbor, Waldameer park was finally able to build
this spectacular new coaster that sits on the edge of Lake Erie high
above Presque Isle State Park. Becky and I finally got to ride it
a few weeks ago after Coaster Mania at Cedar
Point.
At first I was not sure I was
going to make the trip. Becky is not too good with long car rides,
and we would be going for Sandusky to Erie to Pittsburgh that day after
a very long day at Cedar Point. But a few weeks before hand I saw
a POV posted and decided I have to get up there and give it a
ride. Both of us were glad we did because it turned out to be the
best ride of the trip.
Yes, it was better then anything
Cedar Point had to offer! In fact, I would venture to say it is
the best Gravity Group coaster I have ridden, being more fun then either
Hades or Voyage. The key to this ride is rerideablity, which this
ride has loads of. It is just plain fun to ride, with a great variety
of elements that don't try to do too much.
Becky and I got to the park
early. I didn't think it was early, it was afternoon, but I had
forgotten from a previous trip that the park doesn't open until 1PM,
which is pretty late. We had just limited time, and did not want
to stay long, but ended up staying longer then planned, and could have
stayed all day, the park is just that nice and fun. We got our
wristbands and walked around a bit. We played some DDR in the
arcade (Becky is good at it, I am terrible) and finally headed over the
new coaster, getting in line to wait for it to open.
The wait was interesting.
There were some kids behind us who had never ridden a large wooden
coaster before. It was fun to listen to their fascination over
every aspect of the ride. It made me feel fresh again as well,
getting some butterflies while anticipating the ride, a feeling I have
not had in some time. I was actually very excited and thrilled to
get on this coaster, and it has been a very long time since I was very
excited about any coaster.
We got into the station and
headed to the frond seat. There was no line for it as they had an attendant
at the entrance to the station directing people where to go, but not
doing a very good job at it, and we just kinda ignored her and got into
the front seat queue behind one other couple.
The ride itself, well, it is
just amazing. You get to the top of the lift and are treated to a
fantastic view of Lake Erie, which you almost feel as if you are going
to dive right into as you make a turning drop down the ravine and across
Peninsula Drive. On the other side is an upward turnaround with a
real rib cracking snap back down and over the drive again before the
ride heads into a twisting mixing bowl behind the station that includes
another nice drop into the ravine. The ride is not too too long,
just the right length, and it packs a punch with loads of airtime and
some nice laterals, including a 90° banked turn for good measure.
I turned to Becky on the brake
run, who is beeming, "Wanna ride again?" A big head
rattle is her response. The coaster is very enjoyable and you can
ride it over and over again. It does not have the power or
intensity of some of the larger coasters out there, but it is just plain
fun, and I think that is the most important factor of any ride.
Sky
Meadows - There
is a reason they call it that
June 12, 2008
We were presented
with a choice for the end of May. We could go to Campin 'n Stampin,
which is what we really wanted to do, or we could go to her family's
reunion, which we really had to do. So we choose the later, figuring
if we are going to be getting married, it might be a good idea for the
family to get to know me. Well, we are still working on that part.
We even considered
doing the reunion and then driving the three hours to Tuckahoe State Park
for the gathering, but thought that may be a bit much and instead decided
to camp at Sky Meadows State park and do some hiking the next day.
The
reunion was in New Market, so we choose a few boxes to go looking for on
the way there and left early.
We first stopped by Shenandoah
River State Park. Becky planted a few boxes a few weeks before and
wanted me to check on her clues before she posted them. As it turned
out, the trail the boxes are on is now closed due to the construction of
some cabins nearby. In fact, most of the trails in the park were
closed.
I noticed a flyer
about a class on geocaching the next day, and said we should go and ask
about if permits are needed for geocaches, which would also translate to
letterboxes. As it turned out, permits were not needed, and the park
simply asked to know where the boxes were, and were delighted to have them
there. So the stop was not a total loss.
We had no luck
finding Lake
Arrowhead, but we did check out the picnic pavilion nearby where
someone was preping for a wedding. It looked very nice and they were
happy for us to have a look around.
We had better luck
with Carillon
in Luray. Becky actually found this one a few weeks earlier, and
loved Daughter
of the Stars a little bit out of town next to the old Katharine
Furnace. We left the box just in time to miss a heavy storm that
came rolling in.
Sky
Meadows was Becky's first try at backpacking, though it was limited, the
campground was less then a mile in from the parking area, and surprisingly
it was packed. There was a group of folks there from a hiking club
that all hike with their dogs. We ran into one of them in the
parking lot. She was out on the trail all day and got caught in that
storm. She said they thought it was going to miss them as the
watched it pass other another ridge, but then all the sudden it just
dumped on them. We did get lucky, as we would catch no rain all
weekend.
We hiked in, got camp
set up, and collected wood and got a fire going. After some coals
were laid down I fixed dinner, prepared tin foil dinners, which hit the
spot perfectly. The night was prefect, not a cloud in the sky, and
we spent some time just enjoying the stars and each other's company.
The next morning we
did not break camp right away, but instead headed out for breakfast,
finding a nice little diner not too far away. We then collected our
clues to do some of the boxes in the park, as well as check on one of her
boxes.
We
washed up before hitting the trail and visited the little gift shop and
visitor's center. The girl working the gift shop was more then happy
to tell all about various creatures they had on display, pulling their
corn snake out of its cage so we could get a closer look, and then handed
it to me. The snake was very pretty, a fiery red and orange, and
seemed to be having a good time crawling up my arm and onto my shoulder
and backpack, where it tied itself up.
We managed to
dislodge the snake and finally got on the trail. We first found her
box, Mystic
II. The stamp was broken in half but the logbook looked great,
but full. We would later return with a replacement stamp and a fresh
logbook, leaving the old for folks to enjoy.
On
the same trail is Trees
of Virginia, a four box series with very nice stamps. We then
headed up the mountain in search of John
Singleton Mosby. It was a good, long was up. Walking up an
open field in the heat was not easy, but the view was worth it, as was the
box.
We headed back down
the mountain and back to camp to break down and get our last box of the
day, Sky
Meadows Forest, which was planted right next to our site. It was
a store bought that made no sense, but that is OK, it was not out of our
way.
We returned home in
time for Becky's bell choir concert, another reason to stay closer to
home.
Hiking
in the Smokies - The
best part of our trip
April 4, 2008
Who
would have thought that taking a five and a half mile hike up a mountain
could be the best part of a vacation? I guess Becky and I are both
a little nuts, because we thought so.
We decided at least one good
hike would be called for on this trip. The rest of the trip was
spent at a gathering, riding rollercoasters, shopping, or enjoying other
extra curricular activities. The Rainbow Falls hike was one I had
wanted to do. I had gone up the trail about ½ a mile a few years
ago for a letterbox (which is no longer there), but was unprepared to do
the entire hike. This time I was ready, and had good company with
me, and Becky and I held hands for nearly the entire hike.
The
whether for the hike was not the best, but at least the temperatures
were still down, which made it bearable for me. It did start to
rain on the way back down, but we were pretty well prepared.
The walk up to the falls was
long and hard. It was up hill all the way, a full 1700 foot
elevation gain we would later come to learn. We made many stops
but did pretty well just trudging along. There were two other
couples of hikers which we would exchange places with along the
way.
One
was a pair of girls, who I dubbed the rabbits, they were young and just
seemed to fly along, stopping occasionally to take in the vistas or
other sights. They otherwise seemed to bound up the
mountain.
The other couple were a young
couple who were backpacking. We chatted with them for a little
while, but never got their names. The guy was a local who had
recent back surgery. The girl was actually from the DC metro
area. They planned to go the entire way up the mountain and stay
the night at the lodge at the top. They were training for a month
long AT hike in a few weeks time. They took our picture for us at
one of the falls.
We
passed others along the way, and I would say we bumped into maybe two
dozen or more people on the trail that day. I find that
interesting because I am so used to hiking here in Pennsylvania where I
rarely see another soul out there, maybe just another person or two
actually hiking. This trail, however, was well worn and people
from all walks of life were trudging along it.
We
even managed to see some nature up close, as some deer came within feet
of us when we rested along the trail at one point. Though, I had
actually hoped we would see a bear. Oh well, maybe next time.
The
payoff for reaching the falls was spectacular. You pass several
smaller falls until you finally reach the actual Rainbow Falls, water
dropping 70 feet from a cliff edge. Truly an amazing sight, and
one that the vast majority of visitors to the park never get to see.
This was evidenced upon our
return to the hotel, where we settled our aching feet and legs into the
hot tub. We told of our day to one one woman there, who could not
believe that we went on vacation to hike. Too much work for her,
she explained. Well worth it for us though.
Feedback
- I can finally feel my calves! - Email me
McLetterboxing
- Its real!
April 1, 2008
Well,
I laughed along with everyone else when I saw AtlasQuest
this morning. As usual, Ryan has some great wit for us on April
Fools Day.
Then, Becky and I stopped for
lunch. We are on our way home and pulled into the McDonalds in
Newport, TN. we walked in, and what did we find?
Letterboxing themed happy meals were plastered all over the place.
They seem to be very well done, cute images, and a great prize.
The kid's toy included a carving tool that seems pretty kid safe, some
really soft carving material, a logbook, and a combo whistle
compass thing.
What's more, on the counter were
clues for the kids to look for a box right there at the restaurant.
It was hidden outside near the playland.
I spoke to the manager, and he
said the letterboxing was just a test promo, and they would only have it
for a few weeks. The kids seemed to be having fun with it though.
BTW, we were first finders, and
it was a carved stamp on the MickyD's stuff.
PS, sorry for the poor
pictures, my camera battery died and my phone stinks at taking
photos. Will get a better shot of the box soon.
Real
Men... - Wonder
if Hallmark makes a card for this?
February 25,
2008
...Don't
hurt their women. Simple as that. I love Becky, would do
everything for her, and will never do anything to hurt her. It
saddens me that other men do not follow suit, do not love and respect
the feelings of the women that they are with, that they married and
vowed to have and hold forever. Women that they have had children
with. Real men do not leave their women on a whim, on the spur of
the moment because they think they have fallen in love with another
woman, or because they want something another man has. I strive to
be a real man, sometimes I don't live up to my own standards, but when
it comes to women, I do all I can, and there are some rules that are
never broken.
I was appalled that the Mid-Atlantic
list was used to announce an affair:
What else brought me back?.....Well i have been bombarded with emails
about my recent activities, and whereabouts. I hosted an event on
12/15/2007, where I met old friends and many a new letterboxer.
Oddly, here I met a letterboxer named "Trailing Emerson". Over the
next few days, we chatted via email, before meeting yet again, at
Cyclonic's Herndon mini-meet on 12/23/2007. Well....7 weeks later,
it has been an amazing ride, and it seems I have fallen deeply in
love with her. So weird to say that, but its true, and crazy at the
same time. She is by far, the most amazing person I have ever met,
inside and out. I have left out many details, but it has been the
most amazing weeks of my life. If there ever is a soulmate, this is
it....You always find the most amazing things where you least expect
them, and this is the case, with what i found with Trailing Emerson.
Yea, shocking, huh...
Bulldawg is not a
real man. Oh, I know, how can I state such a thing? It is
mean, insulting, but in my mind it is also very, very true.
His love for Jill,
true or not, is wrong and hurtful to others. How can he hurt Shell
in such a way? Moreover, how can he hurt his children like
this? To publicly display your love for another woman while married
is immoral and just plain wrong.
Shell and the
children are not the only ones being hurt by this:
Q: How did you first learn of letterboxing?
A: .....they now regret it, so screw em
I can only guess that
his neighbor, and the person who introduced him to letterboxing, Koyote,
had a few things to say about this as well, and this was his
response. It is a shame, as he has driven an old letterboxer pretty
much out of the hobby, and continues to hurt him as well.
It has even hurt my
Becky, who thinks that our love was a catalyst for this. I do not
believe that, and I have told her it is not so, but it is there in the
back of her mind. She came from a broken home, one where she never
saw her parents happy together, where they insulted each other in front of
her and used her to hurt one another. Even to this day that happens,
and it hurts her greatly. I do all I can to comfort her, to love
her, and it it hurtful when she calls me crying because of something one
of her parents has said about the other. I fear that his children
may forever be caught in that same trap, that they someday will be calling
their loved one for the same reason, seeking comfort after being so hurt.
Love is a wonderful
thing, but can also be a painful thing. It takes work to love
someone. I feel as if I am floating when I think about Becky, and
Jay maybe feeling the same when he thinks about Jill, but did he not think
the same way once about Shell? Does he not think so about his two
young children? And how can he do this so publicly, so soon, with
out saying anything about his wife or children.
I can only hope that
Jill can take full examination of this, that this is hurting people around
him, people that love him and helped him in his journey through
life. The damage may already be done. I for one will ignore
anything he says on any of the lists. I will never again attend one
of his gatherings, and he is not welcome at any of mine. I do not
approve of what he has done, as I don't think any real man would.
First of all, I want to say
that I value your friendship above everything. I do not want
anything I am going to say to interfere with our friendship either.
So, that being said, I think you are terribly wrong about the Bulldawg/Emerson situation.
You cannot judge someone else's decisions without knowing all of the
facts. You cannot know what his relationship with his wife was
like, they may have never been meant to be together. They may be
in very different places in their lives, and have grown apart.
For example, I am the child of divorced parents. Leafcutters and
my mother (who goes by knitknut) divorced when I was seven. It
was hard on us, but at the same time my parents should never have been
together in the first place. I am thankful they were because my
brother and I are alive, but staying together just for the
children is not the right thing to do. It makes the situation
worse. Thankfully, Leafcutters and my mom were able to put aside
their differences and concentrate on raising us.
I just find it very sophomoric
and ridiculous to keep this 'test of the wills' going on between you
both. I understand that you are perhaps hurt but Bulldawg/Emerson's
relationship. You don't think it is the right thing to do.
I understand that you are madly in love with Becky, and I am truly
happy for you both! Honestly very happy. But life is not
black OR white-- there are many shades of gray. I just feel that
by publicly blogging about this issue you are adding to the situation.
Bulldawg may be 'wrong' in your eyes, but not in his own eyes.
You can't force someone to feel guilt if they don't already feel
guilty, and that is what I think you are trying to do. Perhaps
this public outing is not the best venue? Perhaps privately
talking or emailing Bulldawg would have been more appropriate?
It just seems that the situation calls for understanding, not name
calling and finger pointing. No one is perfect, not you,
not me, not even Becky. No one, we all make mistakes and we live
with the consequences. Bulldawg will live the consequences of
his mistakes at some point, karma is a bitch :) but I would just ask
you to be level headed in this situation. Try to understand
what he's going through too.
- Lotus
I
understand your being upset by my posting. I knew it would upset
some people even though I do not intentionally do that. Maybe I
should have written it and left it at that, without the posting to the
list.
But I should at least explain how I got here. I had actually been
contemplating writing it for a few weeks. I was thinking along the
lines of I just should not say anything, to leave it be and it would go
away. It has nothing to do with Becky and I, or conflicts he and I
had in the past, but instead everything to do with how he is abusing the
list, and Atlas Quest for that matter, to announce his affair with
another woman. I find it morally reprehensible that he does this
in this manner, and that is what pushed me to write and speak my peace.
I would not have said anything, publicly at least, had he simply posted
once and let it go at that. But instead he rejoined the list and
has been posting over and over again about it. He updates his AQ
profile daily (yes, I scroll down to see who has updated), and continues
to use it to hurt not only his wife, but also other people, like that
direct slam at Koyote. He made it public, and he ignored
it whenever anyone hinted at his marriage, and I was not the first to
mention it.
Becky did write to him. I don't know what she said, she was
writing it and I left the room to leave her to her thoughts. She
still has not gotten a response. Today I wrote to Trailing
Emerson. I should have done it sooner, I know that now. I am
hoping she can give me a straight answer.
I know that marriage can be very difficult, and that sometimes people
just weren't meant to be together. You speak of your own parents
and how they simply were not meant to be together. But, at the
same time, would your father ever have done this to your mother? I
know the man, and I don't believe he would, and I don't know him nearly
as well as you do.
I thought maybe his wife left him, but that does not add up. He
was with his wife both times I saw him in December, at the same time he
met and supposedly fell in love with Jill. Michelle and the
children were both there. I can even understand falling for
another woman, but then reality should set in, and know that you are
married to a lovely woman and have two wonderful children.
I have just been appalled by the entire situation. Appalled that
he latch onto Sara's wonderful story to announce he is having an affair.
I consider myself a moral man. I am not a religious man, but moral
none the less, and to do this just angers me. No, there is no
black and white, but there is a right side and a wrong side of gray, and
I think Bulldawg has stepped onto the wrong side.
My only hope is that this is all some sort of game. If it is, it
is not a fun game though. It is a very hurtful game. I think
Bulldawg is very hurtful to everyone here, and a harmful force in the
hobby.
I hope I have better explained where I am coming from.
Nathan,
Your response was very well
said, very well said. I understand where you are coming for
better now, I think the further explanation helped me to understand
it. You are absolutely right on the morality of the issue, and I
actually agree with you on several points. I agree that my
father would never have done this to my mother, but my mother did do
this to my dad. So, I can understand both points there. I
also agree that if Bulldawg is abusing LBMA or AQ to further the
situation that would also be wrong. But I would hope that this
is a complex Bulldawg rouse rather than the truth. Nathan, I
like you- for your brutal honesty and your ability to confront a
situation. That, I think is commendable, but I would again argue
for constraint. It's a difficult situation for all those
involved. I don't' know Bulldawg personally, I have never met
him-- but I am against public 'outing' of anyone. I guess it's
just a difference of opinion. Thank you for sharing your point
of view, I appreciate that!
-Lotus
A
Helping Paw - The
Queen and her work.
February 1,
2008
The
Queen figures she can help out some with the clue solving:
Of course, I fully
expect this to be the scene when I get home tonight:
The
fire than destroyed Conneaut Lake Park’s historic Dreamland Ballroom
this morning is under investigation by the Pennsylvania State Police
Fire Marshal’s Office.
The
fire at the 115-year-old amusement park was discovered about 2 a.m. by
emergency medical technicians en route back to Conneaut Lake from a car
accident at Conneautville, according to George Deshner, the park’s
general manager.
More
than a dozen fire departments from the area were called to battle the
blaze.
He
said the initial call indicated the fire was at Hotel Conneaut, but that
turned out not to be true.
The
fire spread Dreamland Ballroom and the maintenance building down the
amusement park’s midway, stopping at the Skee Ball stand, Deshner
said. He said the Skee Ball stand will be demolished today.
The
midway is a row of connected, more than century-old, wood-frame
structures that house many of the park's games and food stands. Behind
the midway facades are important storage areas for rides, as well as
repair shops where amusement-ride cars are fixed, maintained and stored.
Jack
Moyers, chairman of the board of trustees which oversees the park
operations, said there was no fire insurance on the building.
Deshner
said the loss included maintenance equipment, parts, some ride motors,
food service equipment and other materials.
Moyers
praised the work of the fire departments who battled the breeze in
freezing rain.
Above is a picture of the
ballroom on a beautiful May evening in 2005. This is very bad news
for the park which has been struggling now for years to stay open and
did not open at all last season. I fear very much that this could
mean the end of the park.
Max
Patch Thoughts
- OK, does this make any sense?
February 1,
2008
So,
I was looking over this Birth
of American Letterboxing Event in April. I have no intention
of going at all, but saw some postings and figured I would see what all
the fuss was about. Something interesting caught my eye:
"THE MAX PATCH BOX
WILL BE REMOVED APRIL 24 2008 AND TAKEN TO THE GATHERING IN HOT SPRINGS.
IT WILL BE REPLACED ON APRIL 28. HOWEVER, TO "EARN" THE MAX
PATCH STAMP, WHICH EVERYONE WHO COMES TO THIS EVENT SURELY DESERVES,
THERE WILL BE A SERIES OF CLUES TO FOLLOW ALONG THE ALREADY-TRAMPLED MAX
PATCH TRAILS - SO, YOU GET THE MAX PATCH STAMP PLUS SOME MORE!"
Interesting, they are removing
the box and taking it to the gathering, but why do that? I
thought, well maybe it is because they don't want everyone out looking
for the box that Saturday on an otherwise busy trail. It is
supposed to be a historic box of sorts, one of the first, if not the
first, letterbox in America. I can understand the wanting to
protect it, but why not just close it for the weekend, or why have a
gathering there at all?
But then I read a little closer,
"HOWEVER, TO "EARN" THE MAX
PATCH STAMP, WHICH EVERYONE WHO COMES TO THIS EVENT SURELY
DESERVES..."
To me, that does not seem to be
right. It seems to go against one of the meanings of
letterboxing. Many times you hear people speak of not finding a
box but enjoying the journey none the less. Sure, everyone at the
gathering can get to the box, but have they really BEEN to the
box? Have they enjoyed the journey, the purpose of the box itself,
or is it just another F to add to their count?
I understand the current owner's
wishes to protect and allow people to get this box, but I am left to
wonder if the original placer's wishes are not hurt by this, and if the
historic significance of the box is not hurt as well?
My
Hat is in the Ring
- Cyclonic for President of Letterboxing
January 31, 2008
So,
on Atlas Quest there has been
much discussion and debate as to who should be President of
Letterboxing. I don't think it is an official role, more of a
ceremonial role, but everyone is having a fun time with it, goading
people on trash talking. Some have said I should run and
participate in the debate at Desperately
Seeking Sun.
After looking over the
candidates, I have decided there is a lack of a true conservative.
I feel I can fill this role, thus I am throwing my hat into the ring and
ask that you nominate me to run for President of Letterboxing.
I have many excellent
qualifications.
- I have a strong, vocal history
in the letterboxing community, not afraid to voice my opinions on
anything in a fair minded way.
- I have vast experience in hosting gatherings, even ones where there
are no letterboxes to be found.
- I have been successful on many Mapsurfer hunts.
- I have met my future wife through letterboxing.
- I strive for excellence in boxing, focusing on traditional American
boxing, fighting for truth, justice and the American way.
- I will work to make permission to plant easier to obtain, teaching
public institutions the benefits of letterboxing.
- I always make use of the Shift key.
- I will drink AT LEAST FIVE beers a week while in the service of
letterboxing.
- I am a Real Man of letterboxing, never sinking to boxing from home,
even when tempted.
- I will not make as much fun of Boxing Buddies, though I will encourage
letterboxers to find real people to box with.
- I will kiss all Letterboxing Babes and hug all the Broads, no matter
how sassy they may be.
So I ask you to take a moment to
drop
Lock Wench a line and ask that I be nominated. Even if you do
not totally agree with my platform, I ask that you allow the election
process to do its work in totally embarrassing me.
Feedback
-Come on, who wouldn't want me as President? - Email
me
Never
Expected It -
What have I been up to...
January 26, 2008
Well,
as many of you know, I started dating Becky back in September. She
had been pretty much chasing me all summer long. I knew what was
happening, but I excused it away. I would say to myself, "Oh,
she lives too far away," using that as an excuse to not date
her. Well, that worked real well, huh?
Well, we have been hitting it
off pretty well. OK, more then pretty well. She is a
fantastic woman, just amazing to be with. She is smart, funny,
silly and just fun. She is also astonishingly pretty, with these beautiful
golden brown eyes, little button nose and a smile that lights up the
room. I find I cannot help but hold her hand when I am with her,
to hug and kiss her and keep her warm at night.
Becky brings joy to my heart and
happiness to my life. I want to be with her forever.
That is why I asked her to marry
me.
I did not expect to ask.
It just kind of came up, popped out of my mouth. I had been
thinking about it. Thinking that if things kept going well, maybe
in the summer I would go find a ring and ask. I guess my heart is
stronger then my mind at times, and it happened.
"I want to be with you
forever," she said to me on the morning of her birthday. I
had made her breakfast, she asked that I would and I was more then happy
to do so.
"Me too. I want to be
that old couple you see in the park, walking down the path, still
holding hands after all those years," I replied.
"Me too."
"Then would you marry
me?" the words crossed my lips before I knew what had just
happened.
"Yes!"
I sought confirmation,
"Really, you would marry me?"
"Absolutely!"
I was overjoyed. Never, in
a millions years had I expected to be getting married. And not
only that, but I am wedding the most wonderful woman imaginable. I
get butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it. Becky and I
will be together forever. I will take care of her, grow old
together with her, love her and cherish her for all my life. It is
daunting to think about, but I can't imagine a challenge that would not
be more rewarding and bring more pleasure.
Personalizing
It -
Making personal travelers personal again
December 11, 2007
I
have actually done a bunch of gatherings this year. It seems these
days there is one close by at least once a month. Well, anyway, I
have noticed something that I think really takes something away from the
meeting and greeting experience.
Personal travelers are very
popular, and it used to be that they were a treat for knowing something
about the letterboxer you are meeting. You might get just a few
personal travelers at a gathering because you had to fit the clue to the
person and then know an answer to the clue.
Now things have changed, and I
think they have really taken away the personal aspect of the personal
traveler. People now just print off lists and read them as they
meet each person. I really don't see the fun in this, it is just a
method to gain more stamp images. Heck, I print off the list too,
but I have been trying to just memorize a few of them and then as I meet
the person I can work it into the conversation.
I have, though taken things a
step further for my own personal traveler. I have now set up the
clue so it does not print off on a clue sheet. You have to visit
the clue to read it. I am hoping this will make the personal
traveler a little more personal again.
Installation
Complete -
Looks like there are no compatibility issues
December 10, 2007
After
a long, pretty negative blog entry I thought it might be nice to write
something good for once.
So, it gives me great pleasure
to congratulate Indigo Vulture for his installation as Pastor at the
Faith United Lutheran Church in Nescopeck, PA.
Mike has actually been preaching
there for a few months now, but last night Sheba and I went up and
enjoyed his official installation service. Mike it wonderful at
what he does, and you can tell that the congregation loves him too, it
was a packed house. He and his wife Heather were just brimming
with happiness, they were aglow, as well they should be, as it is a
great accomplishment to go though years of studying and soul searching
to take on such a task.
While he and I diverge greatly
on the subject of religion, I have the utmost respect for his hard work
and showing of faith. I hope he can spend many years at his church
bringing happiness and joy to his congregation.
Sorry
I Mentioned It - But,
yeah, the Podcast stunk
November 28, 2007
I made a
mistake this week. I know, me, make a mistake, never, right?
Well, even I am human. I enjoy the Letterpod
Podcast. Since Jackbear has taken it over I think it has
gotten much, much better. He himself has a better, more upbeat
voice and sound, the bumpers are better, and over all it has a better
vibe to it. Essentially, it no longer sounds like an NPR
broadcast.
I figured I would love to contribute to something like
this, so I signed up for the Yahoo Group and made some comments, good
and bad, on the most recent podcast. That is why the group is
there, right?
In an email to the list:
johnoballou wrote:
> OK, I've set December 17th as a deadline for the next episode. This
> might be ambitious with the holiday season coming upon us, but we'll
> give it a try, even if it's a small episode.
>> I personally am going to try to get another Dear Crabby put together
> if Crabby has time, so if you have a question..let me hear it.
Noooo! Don't do it!
Really, I mean it, and I'm trying to be constructive here, but that
whole segment just plain stunk. First off, you could not understand
half of what she was trying to say, and secondly she came off very
pretentious. The question answered was also poor. It was just plain
bad radio.
For an advice segment, first you have to have a better question to
answer. The question should never be what can someone do to make
someone else do something, but rather what can I do to make something
work better. Real clear, right? You want to be able to give advice
that can be acted on immediately.
The person giving the advice should do so in a clear and concise
manner. They should never sound as if they are putting anyone down, but
rather be soothing, easy to understand, and calm.
This is easily my biggest gripe about Ep. 8.
> I would also like to get together another interview.
Keep working on Dixie. Another suggestion for an interview that I think
you might find interesting may be Lightnin' Bug here in PA.
> I also had a thought about the 12 Days of Boxing...the song. I have a
> singer (joystar has volunteered). Need to come up with some words and
> music.
>> Anyone have submissions or ideas?
>> jackbear
Keep at what you are doing. You sound great as host, much more upbeat,
easily relatable. I really enjoy it. Like some of the music too,
specifically the intro music. Some of the elevator sax bumpers could go
though. Keep it lively, you don't want to put people to sleep.
I think this was pretty good dialog. It did not
post to the list right away though. I thought, well maybe because
I am a new member, or maybe my email program is being weird again.
It took a couple of days and finally posted, and Jackbear wrote back to
me personally thanking me for my input, that it was indeed what he was
looking for, and explained a few things and why things were done the way
they were. I thanked him and wished that he had posted those
comments to the list, because on the list I got comments like this:
archimedesscrew17 wrote:
How about, "how do you deal with irritating people on the groups?"
Though there were some good comments:
SapphireBerry wrote:
Errr, have to agree about the Dear Crabby segment. Not very clear or
helpful, and, er, rather painful to listen to. I did laugh at the
title, since it was a column we ran in my high school newspaper. That
didn't go over much better, though.
And the drama continues as Jackbear responds:
I appreciate all comments, postive, negative, or otherwise. I knew
when I started doing this I would have to have thick skin, and I do.
So I appreciate honest critique of this medium. We don't get better
if we aren't learning from our mistakes.
Most people I have gotten feedback from agreed that it was difficult
to hear and understand the Dear Crabby segment. This is my fault as
the editor of this piece. I need to adjust the sound quality on this
better and make it "easier on the ears". Dear Crabby will be back, I
hope, with improvements in this regard.
This does not seem to appease some who think that
criticism is out of line, like Archimedes Screw:
I don't understand this at all. You need thick skin to run a
letterboxing podcast? In what world does this make sense? You are
talking about a group of people who are volunteering their time to
contribute to a free podcast. What about that says that you can fling
insults at it?
Plus, you are not only insulting jackear, you are insulting everyone
who took part in that segment. The one who wrote the question, the
one who composed the answer, the one who recorded the segment, the one
who adjusted the sound on it.
jackbear may not take offense, but I do. If I were Miss Crabby (and
I'm not,) I would not want anything to do with this again.
It seems to me, what she is not understanding is that
you have to point out the bad to make it better. If no one ever
does then nothing ever changes. I don't think I was being mean or derogatory,
just helpful. It is too bad some people just can't take such
comments. It is even worse when they qualify it by saying that I
was just insulting people who are volunteering to do this, when that is
not what I am doing. But alas, the saga comes to a sad and revealing
conclusion when Jackbear writes this:
I don't know if you all know, but as moderator of this board I get to
approve or deny messages. I have always approved messages, as I do
not want to act as a censor to this group.
That said, I won't approve any more messages in regards to the Dear
Crabby segment in Episode 8.
My hopes in going forward with the Ms. Crabby segment was to better
letterboxing. Using it as an educational piece to help letterboxers
come to terms with topics on etiquitte, fairness, and treating each
other in a nicer way. However, the critique of this segment has led
to exactly what I don't want to see happen.
We all have feelings, and they are easy to hurt on these public
boards. I'm certainly not trying to make enemies with this podcast,
and I don't want to start. Yes, it ruffles my feathers when someone
says something "stunk". I also respect the right of that person to
say it though.
I'm sorry Cyclonic and others did not like the piece. It's his right
to think that. Archimedes Screw has every right also to have her
feathers ruffled, as I was, when she read the post and responded.
As one of the moderators, I will use "moderation" and call for a cease
fire, and move along to other topics.
Well, had I known the group was completely moderated,
that every message had to be approved before it posted, I would have
never signed up for the group. No where does he say that it is as
such, and I think that to say it is a group for open discussion on the
podcast is a falsehood. I have since left the group, as I feel it
is no use, and I can be of no help if people are going to be this way.
I would have liked to help, and that is the
thing. I was ready to hit the road and do some recordings.
Help with segments where I could, bring a different perspective to
things, or at least I thought. Maybe I started all wrong.
Maybe I should have simply heaped praise like most everyone else.
But that is not me. I simply can't do that, I don't feel
comfortable doing it, as it sounds like I am sucking up, and that is not
me.
I am thinking I may do my own recordings. An
audio blog as it were. In the next few months I am looking to
overhaul the site a bit. Get some more server space, maybe even
change my web address to make it more relevant to what the site has
become. The ideas are flowing, and it is time I got something
done.
Slack
Blogging - I
really should get something done
November 19, 2007
Maybe,
perhaps, I should actually get some writing done. I mean, hey, it
has only been what, almost three weeks.
Well, not today. I've been
busy, doing this, doing that, you know. Becky has been occupying
my time and my mind. Can't help that, she is such a wonderful
woman. We had a great weekend together a few weeks ago, and I miss
her, though I will see her again this coming Thanksgiving.
With luck I will get some more
writing done this week. There is much on my mind, just ready to
roll off my fingers. But until then...
Feedback
- Yeah, I've been lazy too - Email me Thanks to Sewsowbizzy for the photo!
Yeah, you have been a slacker lately!
But for good reason. Becky is lovely lady and you
are lucky to have her, as she you. I am so happy for the both of you!
Hugs,
Mary
Guns
Over Women? - Here are ten reasons
November 1, 2007
I've
got to give Neal Boortz credit for this
list:
Ten Reasons Men Prefer Guns Over Women
10. You can trade an old 44 for a new 22.
9. You can keep one gun at home and have another for when you're on the road.
8. If you admire a friend's gun and tell him so, he will probably let you try it out a few times.
7. Your primary gun doesn't mind if you keep another gun for a backup.
6. Your gun will stay with you even if you run out of ammo.
5. A gun doesn't take up a lot of closet space.
4. Guns function normally every day of the month.
3. A gun doesn't ask , "Do these new grips make me look fat?"
2. A gun doesn't mind if you go to sleep after you use it.
Grocery
Store Capers - More
fun and mayhem in CA
November 1, 2007
Some
have heard the whispered rumors about what may or may not have taken
place on the Friday before the American River Gathering. Well,
they are probably true.
We met up with a bunch of the
local boxers at the Sacramento Brewery
that night. Princess
Lea was there waiting for us, and Doublesaj
n Old Blue came in right behind us. We got a table and soon Lisascenic
and Robb made their way in as well.
I did not realize it at the time
but I had had contact with Doublesaj n Old Blue in the past about a box
they had in Gettysburg. They had thought it long gone but I
managed to find it, and in good shape too. I pulled it for them
and as usual took forever to mail it back to them. Typical of
me. I had completely forgotten about this until maybe last
week. Shows how bright I can be at times. But I digress.
But where was Wassamatta_u?
Well, a phone call found him slowly making his way through traffic, and
he would be very late, so we had dinner without him.
The food was good, as was the
beer, though nothing to really rave about. In fact, speaking of
beer, I really didn't find any out in California that I really, really
liked. Some of the brews were good, but nothing really stuck out
to me. My favorite was probably the Fat
Tire, which I found to be a pretty tasty ale, but other then that
nothing really stuck out to me. Anyway, I digress, again.
Wassa finally made his way into
the brewery, with little Katie Bug in tow. I think Wassa may be
the brother I never had, we hit it off right away. Katie is a
cutie.
After dinner Wassa and I decided
we needed some more beer. Luckily there was a grocery store right
next door, and they sell beer. What a concept! We made our
way through the store and finally found the beer. I picked up a
six of this Gordan Biersh
junk (and I really mean it, I hope the maids at the hotel like it).
As we made our way to the
register, finding some snacks along the way, we stumbled across some
Lock n Lock knockoffs.