Great Weekend

We left Sniders' at 9:30, but we didn't get home until 5:30 because we did 7 caches in Harrison. It was a beautiful day to be out and about, and we really enjoyed it.

The Fall colors are more vivid now. I especially like the red maples - they're just stunning. The yellows are my next favorite - they have a glow of their own. Fall colors are the opposite of a rainbow. The rainbow symbolizes the end of a storm. The Fall colors mean that winter storms are coming.

Home again, jiggity jig.

DICK WROTE:

>We are back home after a fantastic weekend. The weather was great
>and except for the fog when we left home on Friday morning, mostly
>sunny.
>Earlier in the week we had picked up a travel bug in a cache near
>Interlochen that was way off course. It wanted to go to Livingston
>Montana but one had no way of knowing that until you had time to go
>on line. There were no instructions with it. A fellow geocacher from
>north of here picked it up in Montana, about 75 miles from its goal
>and, thinking to give it a big mileage boost, brought it up here. We
>figured the best we could do was to take it south with us and put a
>note with it asking some one to get it past Lake Michigan. I looked
>for good drop spots near our route and found a couple near Chelsea.
>Unfortunately, in our rush to leave Friday, I neglected to load the
>coordinates or descriptions of the caches in my GPS. We got down
>there and could do nothing. We did drop it off near our friends in
>Belleville.
>I went to the Belleville game Friday night, (they lost to Dearborn)
>and the feature of the evening was the halftime show. There were
>about 420 band kids that participated. The High School band is 270
>and they had both Jr High bands perform also. Quite a recovery from
>the 27 that formed the band when we had the five hour days.
>Saturday started on an interesting note when, as we were enjoying
>out tailgate in the parking place with our name on it just across
>the street from the Press Box, I looked up and saw a familiar face
>walking past. I said "Hi Coach". He said "Hi, How ya doing". Nan
>said "See, we have better parking than Bo Schembechler".
>The game itself was an emotional rollercoaster. We were up, we were
>down. Physically we jumped up, we sat down. We clapped till our
>hands were red, we screamed till we were hoarse. We must have sung
>"The Victors" 50 times. After the final play, we and our group of
>stadium friends were momentarily stunned and then a pandemonium of
>"OH MY GOD's" high fives, hugs, giggles, and laughs engulfed us. As
>the crowd filed out up the aisles, we stood there enjoying the
>scene, the music, and the emotions of the moment.
>I must say that the coaches and the kids kept faith in themselves
>after we had lost it. I had bad feelings about the game all morning.
>By the time we got to the stadium I was a nervous wreck. However, we
>were feeling confident when in the third quarter, the offense scored
>it's first TD since the State game. But wait! In what looked like a
>replay from last week, PSU broke a 60+ yard run to set up a TD that
>tied the game at 10. OK, we can get it back, but then, on the next
>series, they take the ball away from our QB and run it in to take
>the lead. Bad you say? It got worse, on the extra point, they flub
>the snap and the kicker runs the ball into the endzone for 2. It was
>clear to me that the Football Gods have decreed that this is not our
>day in what is clearly not our year.
>But wait! Our faith was restored when the offense put together a
>drive for a TD and a two point conversion to tie, the defense came
>up with a stop and we drove for a go ahead field goal. On PSU's next
>possession we intercept. (At this point the folks who had bought our
>extra tickets from the M Go Blue shop left as did many others) Now
>all we have to do is run out the clock. Three runs force them to
>burn their time outs. We groan when after the first one the
>officials order the clock operator to put 2 seconds back on the
>clock. But we didn't get a first down. On forth and 3 or 4 we punt
>the ball back to them. There are only 3 minutes left. We just need
>to hold them once. It didn't happen, they drove the length of the
>field for the TD with 53 seconds to go. Luckily the snap is good and
>they settle for a 1 point conversion. Pack it up, the game is over.
>Those folks (Our seat neighbor calls them "One Timers") who we know
>are not regulars follow the earlier exodus. We exchange dour looks,
>grimaces and head shakes with the regulars around us.
>Michigan gets a good kick off return, for some reason Joe Pa decided
>not to kick off on the ground, and begin to drive up the field (they
>were heading away from us). A pass comes up short of a first down,
>the runner fails to get out of bounds, and with 32 seconds left,
>Lloyd calls a time out. The clock runs down to 28. Lloyd complains
>and the officials order the clock operator to put 2 seconds back on
>the board. The drive continues. Then the climax. 4th and goal at the
>10, 1 second on the clock, TOUCHDOWN!!!
>We had a great ride home, the colors are near peak. We ate in Clare
>and then found 6 caches near Harrison. In some of them we found
>signature cards from The Jay Birds of Flint. We had previously seen
>their card in only one other cache. Where you ask? In the parking
>area of Beaver Stadium on the campus of Penn State University.
>Cosmic!
>All we know about the State game is what we read in the paper this
>morning. It sounds like it was winnable but fate intervened. We
>would have liked to have had two victories on Saturday but if only
>one was in the cards, we approve of the result.
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