Archive for September 12th, 2011

Doing Something Nice

I know, you are confused by the title of this post. After all, who am I do to something nice? Especially something nice without a reward. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I do have a nicer side, just don’t let the word get out. Plus, it was another excuse to boss my friends around. So at the suggestion of the kind folks over at ExploreWV I organized nagged together a motley crew to do some Cache In Trash Out near GC2F3FR (middle of nowhere Rt. 219 for the non-cachers among us).

And so wvhunter, wvcoalcat, Aquacache and yours truly showed up to gather some garbage left behind by….well left behind by people who clearly have no concept of common decency, that’s who.

We arrived at this perfectly nice little roadside park,  complete with grills and pic nic shelters…

To find a nicely manicured lawn and one hell of a mess behind a steel door that had clearly been busted open.

And trust me when I say while the photo shows a certain degree of nastiness, it does not touch the mess that was to the left of the doorway. Nor can it in any way shape or form communicate the stench emanating from the area once things were stirred up. Thankfully CL Combat had stopped at this park on Monday in order to find the geocache (fear not, located away from this nasty pit of disgustingness) and so had alerted us that we should bring a shovel.

And so shovel in hand,  boxes of gloves and garbage bags provided by WV REAP our trusty crew set about doing some Trash Out (we did the Cache In portion of CITO afterwards) as swiftly as possible. After all, one may only hold one’s breath so long before passing out.

We tag teamed the shoveling gross substances into the garbage bags, thus virtually eliminating the possibility that anyone would actually end up touching – or (which is possibly worse all things considered) getting touched by – something. Because honestly, if any of my clothes touched this mess of HAZMAT, they were being burnt on the spot. There’s a reason I keep a change of clothes in the jeep.

We were very, very happy to have the shovel in hand and almost equally as thrilled to find an abandoned push broom made out of, what we finally decided, was elk tail. (Yes, it too went into the giant red garbage dumpster when all things were said and done.)

Although stirring up (and then breathing) all the dust and particles that had accumulated in that area probably took quite a few years off Aquacache’s life. I know as soon as the air started wafting over the stuff in there, the rest of us started backing up, ready to take off at a full run if the moment required it. I wish we had a HAZMAT sticker to adhere to the door, and the dumpster for that matter.

Unfortunately not only was the area a trash dump, it was a storage area for some signs which had to be removed so we could clean around them. EEEEEEEEW. Just when we were pondering how this could get any more disgusting, the guys realized that the signs were stuck together and had stuff stuck on them.  Anyway need a Handicap Parking Sign?

I really had to work hard to hold the bag and yet stay as far away as possible from the stuff wvcoalcat was cleaning up. It’s harder than you might imagine considering I have really short little arms. I was hoping that by making a horrible face and stopping all air intake that it would make the situation slightly less gross. It did not.

We double bagged, just in case.

wvcoalcat even improvised a litter stick…because some things you don’t want to touch, even through rubberized blue man group gloves.

And so being the overachievers that we are, we  CITO’d that building but good. And then wished we had some plywood and screws in order to secure the door shut so there would not have to be a repeat performance.

From there…

it’s just best not to ask what wvhuter, Aquacache & wvcoalcat were up to.

Because I’m pretty sure it was illegal, immoral or fattening. Maybe all three at once.

 

chris on September 12th 2011 in Geocaching

Heads Will Explode

So WVU played the Norfolk State Spartans. Who? Yeah, that’s what we thought as we made our way to the PRT and from there to our tailgate. You could tell we were not real excited (or concerned) since we didn’t arrive to the tailgate until it had already been open for 30 minutes or so. We enjoyed an excellent performance by The Pride. We Mountaineers can always count on The Pride.

We weren’t much concerned either when it seemed the Spartans were a little overwhelmed by the noise at Mountaineer Field.

But then things started to happen. Or didn’t happen, depending on your point of view.

Which was about the time I began to be concerned that I was going to be hit by flying brain matter when those around me suffered spontaneous explosions of their craniums.

Fortunately the Mounties managed to get back on track and…

Let there be rejoicing across the Mountain State!

It was a good walk home. In the sun. And then we both promptly face planted on the couches when we got home. Let’s goooo take a nap!

chris on September 12th 2011 in Blogroll