Did a bunch of work around the place on Saturday, and the wife went to town and did her shopping thing. When she got home in the evening and the chore were all wrapped up she wanted to go out for a ride and see if we could spot any wild life moving around. She would dearly love to see a bear wandering the woods, as opposed to eating berries and things around the place. But, our little black bears are really shy so it's not to often that you see them in the woods. Anyway, road trip!
I loaded up the TJ and away we went just before dark to see what we could see. We drove across the Siuslaw on skid trails and mainlines, and ended up at the beach eventually. Unfortunately, nothing was moving, so we didn't see a critter the whole time that was larger than a racoon or mouse. The wife, bless her heart, went to pull her cell phone from her pocket to check her messages and discovered that it was missing. Gone. Disappeared like a puff of smoke.
I don't know if those of you with wives and sweethearts that go Jeepin' with you have noticed, but there are a lot of females who have bladders that are very small. There seems to be a need to pee at fairly frequent intervals. (especially if they are consuming a beverage or two en route.) We covered about 70 miles or so of back country in our search. All of it on dirt and brush at worst and gravel at best. We dropped down onto the coast at about 3:00 a.m. No cell phone reception for hours, and as it turns out, no cell phone!
We discussed the matter, and decided that her cell phone had dropped out of her pocket at one of her bio-breaks along the way. There was no way we were going to find it in the dark. We headed back home and caught three hours sleep, and headed out to search several hundred square miles of countryside to find something slightly larger than a pack of cigarettes. Yee-haa!
After careful consideration of all the possibilities and coming up with a plan, we started back tracking the woods. Thankfully, I have a good GPS and keep the tracks for future use. It was fairly easy to analyze the tracks to determine where the pee stops were, within 20-30' or so, and localize the search to those areas. Eureka! I found her cell on the second stop from the end of the previous trip laying in the tall grass just off the road. Oh, did I mention that the cell phone case is a light green color?
So, I hate cell phones, and consider them the spawn of Satan. Evil devices.
The weather at the beach on Sunday was delightful though, so we napped on the sand and then messed about down there for the rest of the day. It was not a total waste in that event.
I loaded up the TJ and away we went just before dark to see what we could see. We drove across the Siuslaw on skid trails and mainlines, and ended up at the beach eventually. Unfortunately, nothing was moving, so we didn't see a critter the whole time that was larger than a racoon or mouse. The wife, bless her heart, went to pull her cell phone from her pocket to check her messages and discovered that it was missing. Gone. Disappeared like a puff of smoke.
I don't know if those of you with wives and sweethearts that go Jeepin' with you have noticed, but there are a lot of females who have bladders that are very small. There seems to be a need to pee at fairly frequent intervals. (especially if they are consuming a beverage or two en route.) We covered about 70 miles or so of back country in our search. All of it on dirt and brush at worst and gravel at best. We dropped down onto the coast at about 3:00 a.m. No cell phone reception for hours, and as it turns out, no cell phone!
We discussed the matter, and decided that her cell phone had dropped out of her pocket at one of her bio-breaks along the way. There was no way we were going to find it in the dark. We headed back home and caught three hours sleep, and headed out to search several hundred square miles of countryside to find something slightly larger than a pack of cigarettes. Yee-haa!
After careful consideration of all the possibilities and coming up with a plan, we started back tracking the woods. Thankfully, I have a good GPS and keep the tracks for future use. It was fairly easy to analyze the tracks to determine where the pee stops were, within 20-30' or so, and localize the search to those areas. Eureka! I found her cell on the second stop from the end of the previous trip laying in the tall grass just off the road. Oh, did I mention that the cell phone case is a light green color?
So, I hate cell phones, and consider them the spawn of Satan. Evil devices.
The weather at the beach on Sunday was delightful though, so we napped on the sand and then messed about down there for the rest of the day. It was not a total waste in that event.
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