Oh, I Also Wandered Around Looking For Boxes of Junk

Did some geocaching on the trip mentioned below. Don't have access to all my memory sticks at the moment, so here are some photos of just a couple of the four or so I found with relatives during the first part of the trip...


You can imagine, we circled around this one (above) for a while before finally spotting it. This was in Cedar City.

This next one was in Provo (Rock Canyon):



I never did find the one hidden in these rocks. I just couldn't bear to keep looking:


And finally,


While climbing a rock fall in a canyon, nearly to my peril, I found shells, including this one, and remembered that since early childhood I've been finding shells in the mountains in Utah. This calls up memories of early mountain hiking discussions with mom and dad about much of Utah having been underwater until roughly Dad's freshman year in high school, I think it was...