Jan 29

We left Quartzsite today. Yesterday we tracked down more caches. One was positively diabolical and at one point there were 7 hunters prowling around a large, densely twisted tree searching for a rather small cache. It was great fun. Much of our time, though, was spent in camp talking with other new cachers and with old hands who had words of wisdom for us. We had such a good time with the Geo-cachers. Someone came walking through the camp yesterday, took in the ambiance and told one of our members that it felt like a tribe. That’s a good way to describe the feeling of the immediate community that sprung up in just a few days. We also learned a lot about a fun new hobby.

Now we’re in Tucson at Davis-Monthan Air Force Base, looking at the rows and rows of airplanes across the fence in the bone yard. We’ll switch from desert to urban life, from rocks and cactus and lots of wide open spaces to art galleries and museums. Oh, yes, we also have to go to the Saguaro National Park and get our senior park pass. There has to be some good advantage to turning 62!