01-Aug-1999 -- Spencer emilioed, he had located the confluence
point. Practically in his backyard. On a nearby golf course. Deb zoned in
on the project and we picked a day for me to drive into Aptos from San
The evening prior to our attempt we studied the area from a great topo
CD which not only gives exact points but can also almost instantly render
a 3D elevation map between any two points the user selects. We tooled
around with a compass and printed topo maps and were ready to hit the
The topo map did not delineate between fire roads and regular paved
roads so it took us a few minutes to find a hidden trail whose unmarked
opening lay across a stretch of fairway. Golfers take this to be sacred
land, we however, don’t.
We discovered a really cool Redwood grove which Spencer was
sure was the home of the confluence. I wavered due to the above
mentioned delineation problem. "Shouldn’t this trail meet the road,
like on the map?" There was only one thing to do: Fake a GPS
reading on a Palm Pilot through digital manipulation of an innocent
Palm Pilot picture. Anyway, this was our original plan but we were too
racked with guilt so we got back in the Bug. There was only one thing
to do: Buy a GPS.
We traveled down to West Marine. Picked up a good high-end
GPS and headed back to the course. Lo and behold, after once
again frantically running across the fairway, Spencer’s initial instinct
was proved correct by at least three military satellites working in
concert, spotting us and triangulating us in this pristine Redwood grove.
The reading didn’t last long though; Redwoods have there own
agenda when it comes to GPS readings and our new gadget soon
read "Poor Coverage" but not before our digital pics were saved and
stored at 37N 122W. A nice place to be.