05-May-2000 -- Steve Prewitt, Cindy Scheldorf, and
I visted the "Leaning Weed" confluence at N60 W96 on May 14,
Steve is an old high school friend of mine who recently picked up his
shiny new Phd down in Houston. Cindy, Steve's cousin from southern
Indiana, was there for the occasion. And I joined the ongoing party on
Saturday, flying out from Phoenix. What better way to celebrate than to
go out and do a confluence!?! So we did.
Sunday was a nice spring afternoon that necessitated putting the top
down on Steve's white Camaro. Since we were all confluence virgins, we
just put 30N-96W into the Garmin, and went thataway with no planning
before hand. We found good section line roads (kind of rare in many
parts of Texas) all the way to a half mile east of the spot. There, we
met a local family talking with a farmer on a tractor. They told us how
to get to a gravel road, that went almost up to the confluence.
The gravel road dead ended at a locked gate, only a hundred yards
south of 30 by 96. The only obstacle was a barbed wire fence (bob wahr
down in Texas). Something I haven't scaled for way too many decades and
pounds ago. All three of us got over the fence without ripping anything,
and walked straight toward the only distiguishing thing in the field, a
three foot tall, dead weed. It was the only one like it within sight. A
We also found fresh berries growing. Don't know what kind they were,
but they looked edible. Of course there was plenty of B.E.E.F. sign
(Bovine Excrement/Extruded Fertilizer) around as well. We didn't take
pictures of that. It's been done.
Leaving the field, Steve and Cindy took me straight to Hobby Airport
for the trip home, where Dr. Steve burned the tires in the parking
garage for it seemed like 30 seconds. It sounded cool in there. The
normal travelers stared at us like we were kids.
Just like high school.
- Dennis Collins -