Knoebels Gathering

see more photos at this link

Cyclonic's gathering at Knoebels was a perfect blend of great folks, laughter, and well thought out letterboxes. Blessings of the International Weather Workers were upon even those of us who camped the night before.

Nothing beats a meal with Janila when there is a letterbox for desert. We stamped up at Team Little Dog's "Piece of Pizza" before we set up camping at Knoebels. Cyclonic, his sister EB, Sewsowbusy, and Hikers & Hounds were the perfect hosts on the Hawaii section of the campground. They shared their canopy and showed us a preview of the most imaginative event stamp ever. Cyclonic's 4 color image creatively used a registration frame to bring the four stamps into alignment. Judy required extra "spirit" for hers to come together.

Bright and early Saturday morning, the boxers started meeting at pavilion Q. We were happy to see Lightinin Bug again and finally get to meet Star Wars Lego Boy. They brought some fun event only boxes and we were thrilled to eventually find their "World's Largest" letterbox. JBZfarm came soon after with Rainbow Girl bearing homemade cards and gifts for many and PA Paddler sharing cookies and a beautiful event stamp! It was fun watching them find the many nearby event boxes. I will never forget Hunter/Jumper asking her daughter, "Where are you *getting* all of these?" as they stamped into Janila's perfectly carved "Whitman's" table box.

The "Feedin Frenzy" was in full swing at no time at all. So many new faces for us! We were thrilled to meet Phynstar (whom we later tortured with a ride on the Phoenix), the gracious Charmed1, Teddy Bear and Flutter Bye. The von der Insels (Dave & Diane) came from Rhode Island and we had a chance to meet Anne of Green Gables, Gerania and later Lotus and crew. It was wonderful to again to see Sprite, Sheba and Death Moose.

It was a perfect day in the park but I was glad to have come many times before because there wasn't enough time to enjoy all of the rides. There were people to chat with and letterboxes to explore. We are glad we took time to be a part of the caravan that took Cyclonic's Covered Bridge Tour; a series of 6 local covered bridges situated in some of the best central PA landscape. Cyclonic made sure his directions led us to view each bridge at it's very best. In the end, we came away with yet another print of a master carving and an experience that shared a slice of this area's history.

I can't think of how things could have gotten any better except for having more time to visit before we had to drive back home. Thank you Cyclonic for the energy you put into making an event where we have gained new friends and warm memories.

American Ballet Theatre

Here is a shameless plug for a fun calendar. The 2006 Men of ABT Calendar, you must get it just for March, September and November!

What kind of mother promotes her son in a beefcake calendar!?

1,000 Steps

One awesome hike and one terrific letterbox were had today in Huntingdon County. The leaves are just starting to change and the weather is just cooling off. This is the perfect time to seek a perfect letterbox.

It was our second attempt at finding this letterbox and our third time on this hike. It doesn't get any easier with age but the reward seems greater each time. We had a a great time. You will too if you dare to hike 1,000 Steps.


I do wear other shirts, honest!!

Nature's Inquisition

"Why are you here"? asked Mother Nature "Why are you wandering my woods and fields?"

I don't think I heard her the first few times she asked but she took my silence as avoidance and tried to get my attention. Pointy sticks scratched my scalp as I scrambled up a deer path looking for an elusive letterbox. I stubbed my toe hard on a rock that seemed to come out of nowhere. I blamed it on fatigue and vowed to eat something when I got back to the main trail.

My morning saw very little of the main trail and by mid-day Mother Nature's voice started to become clear to me, "Why are you walking in my thickets and groves?"

"Why indeed," I wondered as I tried to twist my bare arm free from clinging green briers that had pierced my skin.

"Do not turn away from me when I am speaking to you!" she insisted but I gritted my teeth and stubbornly plowed my way through the grabbing needles of the raspberry bushes. I really hoped the next letterbox had a nice stamp, this hunt was a killer.

In the mid-afternoon, I stopped to take a long drink of water and look at my map. A few more letterboxes on the edge of a field that I could bike through.

"Why did you come this way?" she clearly asked as I was bludgeoned by cornstalks as my bike whipped down the trail. Poison ivy met me at the entrance to the wooded area where I had hoped to start seeking one last letterbox. I tried a different approach and was met by a wall of multi-flora rose bushes.

Exhausted from a day of biking, hiking, bushwhacking and rock hopping, I later sat with my sweaty back against a tree. I tried to pick a thorn that had wedged itself deep into the heal of my palm as I looked out over the lake. The late afternoon sun turned the water a color that matched my many scratches and cuts. The sky was turning purple and mauve to match the bruises I had on my shins from the logs and rocks I had failed to avoid.

"Why do I come here?" I answered with a sigh as I reminisced on the day, "Because I love you so."

The Crayola Family Show!

You will never guess what couple RGBisMe and I were compared to today?

RGBisme was at work, talking to a coworker when the topic of TV families came up. His coworker had been discussing the topic with his wife and comparing today's Osbournes with "yesterday's" Dick Van Dyke Show. They were thinking of how different the two shows were and how it reflects how much the "ideal" family has changed. "There aren't any people in the world like Rob and Laura Petrie," said his wife.

"Oh yes there are!" countered his coworker, " I know RGBisMe and his wife had picnic lunches for at least 2 days together this week. THEY are just like the Petries."

Go figure! Think it looks like us!?

HP # 6

As if this weekend isn't busy enough all ready, I HAD to get us a copy of the newest Harry Potter book last night. To manage the crowds, you had to line up for wristbands to stagger the release at midnight. I ended up getting wristband #2 (see yellow band above) so we were able to jump to the front of the line near midnight. We went dressed up to the store and had a lot of fun walking around checking out the games and other costumes. RGBisMe fell asleep about 15 pages into it but I kept going until page 60. Time to take it along to the arts fest.

People's Choice Festival

If anyone wishes to find me over the next 4 days (for letterbox exchanges or anything) I will be in Boalsburg at The People's Choice Art's Festival. I will be at booth #106, ask for true indigo.

Boxing with Satan

RGBisMe and I were lucky that the planets lined up just right and allowed us to visit for an afternoon with Tracdc and Satan. They showed us a great time by driving us around Allentown and taking us out to try to find a few local letterboxes. We brought along the clues for a few in one area that we suspected might also be host to a mystery box.

We were all hiking along through the park and trying to figure out the clues to the first box. When we got close, Satan sat down to watch and see just how we went about zeroing in on a letterbox. RGBisMe went off pacing in one direction while Tracdc and I looked in another likely spot.

Satan yelled up to us, "What are they supposed to look like?"

I shouted back, "Probably in a tupperware container about so big."

"Well, there it is." he pointed without moving an inch from where he had originally sat down.

Sure enough, he had spotted it from where he was sitting and watching our antics of rock scrabbling and pacing. I like his way of boxing. No sweat! Satan was our hero!

We did go on to find another one close-by but didn't have what it took to find the mystery box.

Thanks again to Satan, we later cooled off with a dip in his mom's pool. I think I drank most of it every time I sunk in the deep end. RGBisMe helped me by perfecting my noodle riding technique which helped keep me afloat.

Refreshed from the pool and the wonderful cotton candy spray my sister gave me, we decided to torture them by making them watch the recent PBS production of Swan Lake and showing them Ravenboy dancing in the background. To make up for this, we all went out to Ichibon and snacked on edamame while we watched the hibachi show. Our chef threw bits of broccoli at all of us to try to catch it in our mouths. Who was the only one at the table to successfully chomp one? Our man, Satan!

The Thrill of Letterboxing

This past weekend held some real highs and lows for us on our letterbox searches. We reached out to some of the closest letterboxes to us; north-central PA and the closer western PA boxes. Both days were filled with gorgeous weather for driving and viewing some of the most beautiful wild areas of this majestic state.


Saturday found us near Apollo, PA where we went looking for quite a few boxes. The highlight being Aroostook Sleuth and Little-Tag-Along's Childhood Adventure Club series. This is a series of 6 letterboxes that first tickle you with there very names. Our favorites were Robin Detective Girls and Star Trek Spy Club. We chose to bike the route and were not sorry for it. We spooked a groundhog from his lunch and he blindly ran off with a leaf in his mouth.. right into a deep puddle! SPLASH! We were not the only people exploring the area and came across 4 women riding horses and a couple of fellows on 4 wheelers. We highly recommend this series!


Sunday we thrilled to traveling along the Quehanna Highway along Wykoff Run. This road has been recently improved and because it is in the middle of nowhere takes you through a splendid area.

Not all of our searches were successful. We bombed on finding Qarre's God's Country mystery box even though we were really certain we had a good chance of finding it having visited the area last October. We also came up empty handed at Austin Dam where all was left was half of a soggy log under a rock. Tired and hungry but not defeated, we continued on. It took us trying multiple times to buy ourselves some lunch with the third time being a charm just before 5pm in the calm town of Smethport.

There were highs and lows through out the weekend. We grumbled at the section of ripped post-it-note log that was saturated with the ink leaked from the stamp pad. We let our spirits soar as 8 young turkeys followed their momma. We sobbed as a chipmunk died after one of us hit it with our bike. We held hands gazing across a golden field of wheat. Store bought self inking stamps that were not matched to the box's theme and highly detailed hand carved masterpieces. Too many blow downs to find even the clues mentioned for one box but first to find another.


We didn't realize until today that sandwiched somewhere in the middle of all of this craziness, we hit our 100th find. We think it's fitting to remember the entire weekend when thinking of our 100th. A blend of awesome and mundane, terrific and expected, challenge and ease; a letterboxing roller coaster.

Wonderful Week

My family just had a very nice week of visiting. We had a picnic, put up our May Pole, and went on a rail trail bike ride.



We picked up Ravenboy last Tuesday and got to hear bits about his tour to Kansas City, Chicago, and Los Angeles. It's amazing some of the things that they had to deal with. The week he was in Chicago, there were few food options left open nearby when they were done for the day. They had the choice of either room service ($68.00 for breakfast for 2) or a local 711. Ravenboy and his friend are trying to save money and opted for the 711. They don't have too many vegetarian choices so the poor guys ended up eating egg salad sandwiches for 5 - 6 nights in a row. His friend started to get a stomach ache because of it.

He also told us of cool things he saw in LA. He reunited with a very good friend on the west coast and she took him around the city sight seeing a few times. He got to see Hollywood and spent an afternoon at the beach. Ravenboy's skin never gets to see sunlight so this meant instant burn and a quick search for aloe.

While he was home, we had our annual picnic for friends at Spring Creek Park. It was chilly but we had fun playing games and eating.

We also did a stretch of Lower Trail on our bikes. There are sections that are closed due to the damage Hurricane Ivan did but we found a nice section to pedal and chat and goof around on. We passed snacks from person to person without stopping, took photos of a mysterious outdoor cafe, and discouraged Ravenboy from doing his Jet Li moves on a speeding bike.

We took Ravenboy back to NYC yesterday. We were going to go to an Indian restaurant for a meal but found we needed reservations. We decided to go to our favorite place, Zen Palate. We jumped into a cab and got to Union Square in just a few minutes. As we were going into the restaurant, we saw that a group was on a stage and we decided to check it out. They were speaking and giving some type of award and Morgan Freeman was standing up there smiling. Ravenboy's radar kicked in because Morgan Freeman's last movie was "Unleashed" with Jet Li (set to be released here in the states in about a week.) Sure enough, there on the stage was the man. Ravenboy was able to snap a couple of photos of Jet Li before he got into a car an zoomed uptown. We were lucky to have a approached the stage from the back, just at that moment.

Letterboxing

The thing I like about letterboxing is the stealth factor. You go out to a location that sometimes is used by others for recreational activities other than boxing. You have to be careful about not giving away the location of the box so that "noxers" (non-boxers) will not find it nor plunder it. It's a lot of fun waiting until it's clear before diving under a bush to check a location or carefully peeking under a pile of rocks in the woods while other hikers are walking away.

RGBisMe insists that I need to hone my stealth skills. "Bug," he says to me, " everybody is wondering what you are doing out here on the trail. You are giving too much away and it's pretty obvious you aren't just hiking."

"What do you mean!?" I countered,"I wait until there is absolutely nobody anywhere near me before I seek and retrieve the box. I move the box to a location that is far away from the hiding place before I stamp in. I repack the box carefully and make doubly sure that there is no one around or watching me when I replace it to it's hiding place." I insisted that he prove to me that I was a careless letterboxer, giving away that I was doing anything more than just enjoying a day in the woods.

"You are correct on all of your careful boxing techniques," he agreed, "but you also stand out like a sore thumb in the woods. This photo is what you look like after you are done stamping up."

Maybe I should change to using a solid color inkpad.

Happy May Day

As I sit here, waiting for Ravenboy to wing his way back to the east coast, I thought it was a good time to blog.
It was an ever changing weekend weather wise. RGBisMe and I ran around on Saturday when it was overcast for most of the day but got caught in the rain when we went to find our last letterbox outside of York near the Shoe House. Sunday dawned with sunshine and hopes of warmer temperatures but it changed from sun to clouds to rain all day. We decided to see the balancing rock and letterbox at Trough Creek State Park near Lake Raystown.

The hike up to the rock was not bad at all and the Rainbow Falls were very nice. RGBisMe thought that the balancing rock was going to be more spectacular than what he found.

I told him that it must be farther up the trail. He was perplexed and even less impressed with the next sight he saw.

We kept walking, enjoying the plants and birds. Many summer birds are coming into the area and this past week we were lucky to see indigo bunting, towhee, and heard many others.

We made it to the balancing rock, found the letterbox and had plenty of time to go home and get ready for our May Day picnic this Friday.

Pinnacle & Pulpit Rock

We have been so lucky to have perfect weather for hiking lately. It made planning for and taking this trip to Hamburg, PA very easy.

We met Janila, no Team Little Dog today because of the rockiness of the trail, at the parking lot near Hamburg Reservoir and got an early start. We opted for the roadway for our assent because although we were all ready for rocky trails and climbing 1000 in elevation, keeping those 2 treats separate sounded like a good idea.

We made it to the area where the observatories are and many scouting troops were gathering (via CAR) for their day of appreciating all the area has to offer. The best it offered was a fantastic morning view of the valley. We were early enough to be the only hikers enjoying the area and snapped quite a few photos before going on to find 2 letterboxes and a geocache.


Rocky ridge running was next for us. For the next couple of miles to the Pinnacle, the best PA view on the Appalachian Trail, we hopped rocks. Other hikers passed us by and we passed other hikers. It was now a very busy morning on the mountain. By the time we got to the view it was crowded with happy day hikers. We joined the throng and found a super place to enjoy our lunches.

After a restful spell, we explored the area and found a geocache thanks to RGB(One of Us)isMe. When we found Pinnacle letterbox it was in the open and tossed around. An animal had chewed into the container and then into the log. The log was soaked, slimy and chewed but the stamp was fine. We pulled out our emergency repair kit and between the 3 of us we able to get this box back into working order.

Our walk back was filled with lively conversation. Jan brought us up to speed with many of the happenings in the letterboxing world. We swapped genealogy stories and chatted about our kiddos. At trail's end, we weren't ready to part ways so Billy Boy joined us for a meal at the nearby Cracker Barrel. I know he had a good laugh at us as we had stiffened up in the air conditioned building and we moving in a stiff jointed sort of way. It was all worth it. Thanks Jan and RGB for a day I will remember as golden.

Pine Creek Trail

What a glorious weekend spent with my most favorite person in the whole world, RGBisMe. We packed up our bikes and went north to bike on the Pine Creek Trail. It's a 54 mile rail trail between Ansonia and Jersey Shore. We only did small sections of it but what we did was terrific. We also stopped at to view PA Grand Canyon near Wellsboro (photo above) and were able to see the rafts and kayaks that were floating down Pine Creek all day long.



We biked most of the northern section starting at the Darling Run access. Most of the rafters early in the day seemed cheery and waved to us as they floated by. We were able to find a couple of letterboxes and RGBisMe almost pocketed one of the stamps for keeps. We had to take it back when we found what had happened.



Later in the day found us near the Rattlesnake Rock access. After hiking a small section of the West Rim Trail we enjoyed lunch there and found a few more letterboxes. I won't print the pictures from the restroom but let me say it had some of the funniest graffiti.





By the end of the day, we had made it as far south as Cedar Run and Hilborn. We loved this section and ran into a couple of nice fellows who showed us where they had seen an otter family playing last year! Upon returning to the car, RGBisMe read the menu outside of the Cedar Run Inn. They had a wonderful vegetarian entrée! We dined there and drove home talking and scheming about biking the entire length someday. Join us? We snagged 8 letterboxes along the way and planted one.

COPACABANA!

How many parents can say that thier kiddo was the closing act at the Copacabana? Forget that Barry Manilo song right NOW 'cause the dance he and his partner did was a sensual, classy, ballet to "Cucurrucucu Paloma". He said it went really well and they received many kudos afterward. Good job Ravenboy and safe trip on your tour next week!

Rubbermade Road Rally

Look what is currently adorning the center of our drawing table! Did Team Evil drop it on the way to their car? Nope, we actually came away with this smart little trinket this past Saturday from the Rubbermade Road Rally.

RGBisMe & I were lucky enough to be able to register to enter at pretty much the last second. Because of this, we had to scramble and get everything we needed together very quickly. We didn't have any specific maps of the area and had never been there before. Any other road rally we had every heard of sounded like you needed to rely on knowing the local land marks and decrypting where they might be. So we went into it with the idea that we were not going to have a chance at placing but we would have fun!

Rain was the theme of the day, thank goodness the temperature was not too low. We pulled into the parking lot and quickly hid a letterbox for the Rally Master and crew to find if they had any quiet moments. Us newbies were really nervous meeting all of the LbMA letterboxing icons. We shouldn't have stressed, LightninBug, Cyclonic ( both of Team Evil) as well as the Rally Master himself ( Natty Bumppo) made us feel very welcome the moment we introduced ourselves. Soon after came the Red Hat Boxers ( sewsowbizzy and Irene of Hikers & Hounds) and they were equally as warm and pleasant to meet.

You would think I would relax and enjoy the company but our post time being the 3rd of the morning kept me on edge. We watched Team Evil splash away as Janila and Billy Boy of Team Little Dog came in. I had written to Jan a few time so it was a pleasure to meet her. They didn't get to stick around long before they too got their clues and were off into the down pour.

I barely remember saying anything to Whisper Foot and Midnight Boxer of the Compressed Air Junkies when they came in but made a point to note their faces. "That's who will be passing our sorry butts in no time," I thought. *Gulp*, we were next. I was determined to watch the speedometer so we would not speed nor go under the judge's official run time. I was dreading what kind of clues were in those envelopes the Rally Master was handing to the teams as they left. Might it say something like, "make a left at the place where the 7th PA governor was born"? Sheesh, I was sure we were going to run a close race to last. It was lightly raining as the Rally Master gave us a friendly smile along with our clues and wished us well. We were off.

I ripped into the envelope. The directions were totally clear! Left on this road, go so far, right onto that road!! "We can DO this I shouted!" RGBisMe smiled and said, "Which way?" We followed the directions to the first park without a hitch and were the only car in the lot. We took many paces across a very wet grassy area until we spied the bridge in the clue then ran to the blazed trail. We kept running until the 2nd blaze after the second right fork. Zip zoom, got it!! Umbrella up to stamp in. Jeep by May Day Lillies. Ooooo! There is a bonus box nearby. "Leave it!" I snapped, RGB says, "But it's just right here." Ok, ok, we got that too. RUN!! Back to the car

Well so much for reading the directions perfectly. We pulled out of the park and went the wrong way so we carefully corrected our mistake and we on to the next park. We were almost there when we were sure we made a mistake. We were to drive .2 mile farther but the road was gated. Did we go the wrong way? Should we turn around and check? Just at that time Team Little Dog pulled up behind us and we both agreed that it should be down that road. I thought we should start walking just as someone pulled up and opened the gate. We waved Team Little Dog on through and pretty much found the box, Hummer by LightninBug and stamped up with them. We waved Team Little Dog ahead as we re-hid the box. "That's the last we will see of them," I knew.

Nope, we were all reunited at the 3rd box, and went down the path to the 4th together. Both of these stamps, My Dream and My Reality were both carved by none other than Janila herself. Oooo! There was another bonus box. Jan decided to decline searching for it and we thought we would go for it since we saw we hadn't been passed yet. We then ran back to the car and Team Little Dog was long gone. Shoot, we got really turned around because the names of the roads suddenly didn't seem to make any sense. Coming in they were different that going out but they were THE SAME ROADS. Oh well, we went for what seemed reasonable and it soon worked itself out.

We knew we lost some time making it to the 5th box because Team Little Dog was no where in sight. We parked in the lot and ran like mad following the directions to the box. I was sure that Compressed Air Junkies would show up at anytime but we carefully got out our umbrella as we stamped into the first part of the very clever Tell Tail Lites by sewsowbizzy . There was a tempting clue in this box but we really felt pressed for time. "Leave it, we gotta go." We left it, re-hid it and started back. Way down the trail coming our way was one of the Compressed Air Junkies . At least we were done stamping up... wait! It wasn't Whisper Foot , it was Team Little Dog ! AW!! We talked as we passed and they had gotten turned around too. I asked if it was ok if we went ahead and they said to do so.

Off we go to box #6. The rain was off and on the whole way so we stamped up into Peugot 206 carved by Carvin Carmen of Hikers & Hounds while sitting in the car and left just as Team Little Dog arrived. The way to box #7 was long and the roads shifted around in a crazy way. The clues to find this box were a lot of fun and I was carefully reading my compass, counting my paces while RGBisMe was double checking everything and also noting which way other muddy foot prints had preceded us. We stamped into the beautifully carved The Flying Lady by Scarab of The Doubtful Guests near the building that allowed us to avoid the rain and made it back again just as Team Little Dog pulled in.

I kept a careful eye on our speed as we navigated our way back to the pavilion. "After we park, we need to run and stamp in as quickly as possible so we don't get in the way of Team Little Dog . Wow! It really started to rain as we got back. We got in, asked for the final box, the second part of Tell Tail Lites by sewsowbizzy , and finished up.

I was exhausted. I could have taken a nap. It turns out the real fun was just starting. We exchanged stamps and stories with all of the boxers that we had heard so much about. The fire and the conversation was delightful all afternoon. Teams came and went and we rooted them on. It was fun to greet the teams who had departed while we were already out on the road. We would cheer for their arrival, watch them stamp into the final box, and after they were warmed up and had a bite to eat we would follow the lead of Team Evil and line up to exchange stamps with them. Some folks went BACK out into the pouring rain to find some of the boxes that were in the park. I was too overwhelmed with everything else so I just sat around and took it all in. What a great group of people!

I felt badly when I heard some teams were having car problems and some stamps got switched. I though, "That could have been us." Everything seemed to be under control and no one was needing extra help. Two teams didn't show up at all because of the rain but finally the last of the 11 teams arrived safely back to the park. Rally Master did his figuring and tallied the times with his magic formula of merits and demerits. When all was said and done, an unbelievable number of goodies were awarded and we ended up with the 1st place trophy!

RGBisMe and I gabbed about it the whole 4 hour drive home. We couldn't believe it. How had we ever pulled that off? We didn't break the speed limits, we didn't cheat. Was it the Central PA geocaching Scavenger Hunt we had entered before that had readied us? We decided that we had 20 years experience in cooperating as driver and navigator that was our strongest point. It gave us just one more thing to add to our ever broadening smiles as we drove home that night.

It's My Birthday...

... and I'll Blog if I want to.

White Deer & Little League Baseball

I want to make mention of a couple of new letterboxes and a hitch hiker.

White Deer is the first letterbox I know of in Union County and is in a location that RGBisMe and I have been discussing for quite a while.

Although Little League Baseball isn't the first letterbox in Lycoming County, it does mean that we are starting to give central Pennsylvania some more boxes to choose from. We now have boxes in ten central PA counties, nine of which currently have no other boxes than our own. We hope that will change as folks come to visit this great area of the state. How can they resist hiking and planting boxes here!?

I now have a new hitch hiker out there too. I know they get lost and many you never see again but why not try to spread a little LOVE?

I hope you all enjoy these.

Great Backyard Bird Count

Don't forget that this Friday, February 18 starts the next Great Backyard Bird Count. It's a lot of fun to participate in and helps track population trends for wild birds.

Angler's Heaven & Spring Creek Otter Letterboxes

RGBisMe was excited to go out and give Angler's Heaven and
Spring Creek Otter a shot since Maga11 & I planted them while he was at work. He didn't stamp in or claim the First to Find certificates since he always has a hand in making the boxes.

He was able to see the fangs of ice I mentioned in the clues since it's still snowy and icey out there.

Chilly Midwinter

After a day of light snowfall, it is cold and bright. A lot of the energies I put out right now have to be kept indoors for a while but there is a lot in the works.

The Crayola Posse

Someone thought that The Crayola Posse was a funny name for us since so many of us are artists and have colors represented in our names. I like it, tell me what you think.

Let me tell you something...

Welcome to my BLARG space. I am true indigo I will use this to journal my adventures and to document letterboxing clues and hunts. I also may include geocaching trips or just crazy times.

Our posse consists of a handful of people. RGBisMe is my strongest ally and most alive person I know. He is a graphic designer and artist. Maga11 is also an artist and is mainly focusing on pen and ink lately. She adds a different perspective when we are on a hunt. Toolman Luke is another creative fellow in the posse. It never fails that he can add a bit of historical background and color to any place we go. Ravenboy, youngest of the posse, lives in NYC as a ballet dancer. His dry sense of humor, never ending energy, and eagerness make each outing with him a fond memory for the whole posse. Others that might ride with the posse include; Tracdc, DaBraLady, AmishPunk, and maybe someday Satan will join us.

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The office of the Trust manages the day to day operations of the mission as set forth by the Trustees, including other creative input from former dancers, artists and current masters. Whether it is the licensing of dances for live performances, a media project, or the use of direct quotes or true indigo’s name, the Trust seeks to continue and uphold the artistic standards and copyright protection that true indigo maintains.

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Group Shots After Workshop

After Arron's performance in Les Gentilhommes at the School of American Ballet's 2002 Student Workshop.

photo by Missy Kinzer

In back, Jim & Evan. Front - Grace, me, Arron, Mom. Dad was not well enough to travel.

Peter Boal and Arron at the After Party.

David Sammis, Zlato Fagundes, Alex Hamoudi, Hyek Chen, Arron, Vinnie Paradisio

Central Park Lake

Almost a month after "9/11" this photo was taken on the southern point of The Lake in Central Park. We were waiting for Arron to finish his classes for the day at the School of American Ballet and spent it exploring this area of the park. I can remember getting goose poop on my pants after posing for some seated photos. I have always liked this photo of me.

Maria

Arron was one of Maria's first baby sitters. I helped him learn to change her diaper and he never tired of playing with her and reading her books. It was a month after this photo that Arron moved to New York as a student at the School of American Ballet.

Maria took it hard. She wouldn't let anyone bring up Arron's name nor the name of the city to which he had moved. It was really difficult when she was at the ballet studio where her mom, Vicky, and I both worked. People were constantly asking me for updates on how Arron was doing. This was around the same time the first Harry Potter movie debuted and Vicky and I took to referring to Arron as "he-who-shall-not-be-named" or "Lord Voldemort".

Florida with the Top Down

Joey Sweeney and Arron in Florida

Tracy took Arron to Walt Disney World in October, 1998. He and Joey spent a week enjoying their time in Florida and posed on the rental car.