Baldwin Hill BYOM training, Red, 6.1 km. What a train wreck. Nancy and I went out there late afternoon on an overcast day, right on the edge of a bunch of rain to the SE. So it was really dim, especially under evergreens, and the brown on this map is too faint (my fault), making it hard to see the contours. In addition, J-J looking for orange streamers is not a good match, especially in low light, and summer vegetation decreased the visibilty. And I had fogging issues with my glasses. It might have been a good plan to use the GPS cell phone app, so that I could have just proceeded when it beeped, instead of hunting around.
I had a little trouble getting to the first control, but I arrived in about 10 minutes. Then it took me almost another 20 minutes to find the streamer. At one point I heard Nancy, who was looking for the same one, but never found it and just went back to the car (she was having even more trouble reading the map than I was).
2 through 6 went okay, then on 7 I got to what I was pretty sure was the right spot, but I found no streamer. Relocated on something solid, came back to the same place. Gave up looking for it, and everything matched up on my way out.
8 and 9 went okay, although I can't remember if I found streamers, I think I didn't for at least one of them, but I was confident that I was in the right spot. 10 I saw the depression but didn't see a streamer, went to find a nearly solid attackpoint and came to the same spot, and then I found the streamer, which I may have been looking at edge-on the first time.
11 I basically spiked, didn't see anything, went to some nearby spots to make sure I was in the right place, came back and was certain, and I can't remember if I eventually found a streamer or not. On 12 I climbed up the hill and knew where I was, and I looked at the clues and saw that I was looking for a depression. I couldn't see anything in the circle that looked like a depression, just mush. I might have given up except I looked up and saw the streamer right on front of me, maybe 10 meters away.
The rest went fine although I didn't find a streamer at 14, but knew I was in the right place. Somewhere on the way down near 15 I heard a squeal of tires, and wondered if it was going to end wi-BANG! Yes, it did. I was surprised that on our drive out we didn't encounter the accident scene, I didn't think they could have cleared it up that quickly, and it sure sounded like the kind of thing that was going to require a tow truck at the least.
I actually cam pretty close to my predicted time of 2 1/4 hours. (Nancy points out that I had said 1 1/4 hours, but that's a subtle difference.)
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