I drove up to Salt Lake yesterday to find a mirror at a junkyard for the Taurus, but nobody has cars that new that have been wrecked. The trip wasn't a total waste--I got to visit with Mike for a bit, and borrowed my Subaru repair manual back from him. When I got home, I worked on the Subaru for a couple of hours, and it brought back memories of the nightmare of removing the timing belt covers. At least I learned something last time, so it didn't take me quite as long this time around.

When I'd had enough of working on the car, it was pretty late. I wasn't tired, but I didn't have anything else to do, so I got on the computer for a bit. I found that somebody had placed two new geocaches near Hiawatha, only about 12 miles from here as the crow flies, so I went after them. One of them was about 200 yards off the main road, but there was a nice gravel road that took me straight to the cache. I was pretty creeped out, being alone in the wilderness in the dark. I didn't even go after the second cache, since it was a lot further away from any paved roads. I ended up taking the whole family to find it this morning, and it was an interesting trip. I think I found some decent places to go camping when spring comes next year.