#4: [11-Feb-20]

#3: [03-Sep-04]

#2: [16-Mar-03]

12-Feb-2000 -- At 06:30 the mobile chow hall transport vehicle left Bojangles with sausage biscuits and bo-rounds for the troops and headed for Paul's house in Augusta for roll call and breakfast. After feeding the troops we had roll call at which time it was noted that all of the members of the Pi Kapp Legacy Scout team were present and accounted for. We inventored our gear, one Magellan 300 GPS, 3 maps, 1 sign, 2 cameras and most important 5 children, and loaded up 2 unmarked vehicles headed east on I-20 toward Columbia, South Carolina.

At 08:45 our vehicles rolled into Columbia right past the state capital and down Millwood Ave toward our destination, The Epworth Childrens Home. Upon arrival, we found that all of the entrances were barricaded to traffic except for one where we parked our vehicles. With GPS in hand and 5 children in tow we began to cross the grounds of the childrens home toward our destination. We were greeted by Mr. Outz the program director of the facility who very politely explained that for security reasons no one was allowed on the property without written permission and that cameras were prohibited on the grounds. After explaining what we were doing Mr. Outz agreed to allow us to complete our quest without the cameras or the marker we had made and remarked that as a Boy Scout leader thought he might like to try this project with his troop. He also told us that we could photograph our site from a position off the grounds of the facility which houses nearly 100 children in small group homes. The facility was immaculate, beautiful and very peaceful (I guess most of the kids were still asleep).

We found our destination on the edge of a circular drive in front of the chapel for the facility in the middle of a historic site. It turns out that 34° N 81° W once was the home of the the Congaree Horse Racing Track of Columbia home to the Columbia Jockey Club. After departing the facility we photographed the site chronicling our visit.

We would like to thank Mr. Outz for allowing access and remind all who read this that the facility is not open to the public. All in all it was once again an adventure in navigation.

As an afterthought, we wondered if Mr. Outz (sp?) was related to the lady we met on our first siting who was also named Outz at the Kirksey site.