Life as a Geocacher

Caching and Reviewing

This is made up of stories from my caching and my reviewing.  It is a collection of those along with comments and thoughts.  Photos, and maps of some adventures and lists of some of the oldest caches.

10 years

Normally about everything that I write has something to do with geocaching, sometimes a scout post is mixed in.  However this time it is not. It is a look back 10 years go.  Tuesday Sept 11, 2001. 

I woke up that morning, and do not remember much about it. Scrambling to get things together. I was surprised to hear what was going on while I was driving into work.  Apparently a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. It was a long drive, I drove slow to listen to what happened.  There was a lot going on, and the reporters were trying to keep up with what was taking place.   They also had no real idea.

I was running late, and the radio reporter for KSL had a TV going on at the same time, and different feeds from the internet.  Trying to keep up on the information that was coming in.

I was pulling around a corner leaving the old highway to head into Spanish fork and he said. We are getting reports of a second plane going into the other tower, then a few moments later he conformed it while the tv replayed the image of the impact and explosion of the other plane.  I pulled over. to the side of the road.

I am pretty sure I heard the radio say it, or I just thought it.  "We are at war".  I was in shock, and tears came to my eyes.  I wondered at that point who we were going to go after, where would they be?  I guessed the middle east, but who?  What would become of my kids what, and what world would they grow up in.

When I got to work I had the only computer that was not in the office.  Calls came in all day long.  Everyone did not have a cell phone at that point.  People were coming over all day.  There were notes of bombs going off, other planes crashing.

I remember sitting in a pizza shop for lunch watching cnn, and the towers came down, and seeing the hole in the pentagon.

That night i remember telling my son that the world had changed.  We thought ouselves above all the fighting from around the world.  He would grow up in a world different than I. And he has.

So I wanted to take a moment to thank those that have died for the country, have fought overseas, in the towers and in the planes. thank you.

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