26-Jan-2000 -- Rodger and Jim Stamm visited 33/110 on
Jan. 26, 2000. We followed your directions to the end of the road. There
was no canal, and the last road should be labeled 4-wheel drive (although
we made it in a 2-wheel van with only one bad "bump."
The plan was to walk 643 meters from the end of the road, at a bearing
of 167.5 degrees (adjusted for mag. dec. of 11.5 degrees E) to the bend in
the stream bed SW of the confluence, starting the pace-count over at the
low spur near the halfway point. Then we would relocate at the point of the
bend, and go 124 meters at 61 degrees to the confluence. If the map was
correct, I was confident that we would be within 10 meters of the actual
point. Well, the map wasn't correct. We were over 100 meters short of the
indicated stream bed when we crossed the only natural drainage in the area.
Beyond that was a 40 acre flat pasture with a large herd of horses. We
continued out into the pasture and found a very low depression where water
would drain in the direction indicated on the map, but with no bend. Not being
positive where we should relocate, we decided to use the GPS (set at WGS84
datum). The reading sent us right to the area where we would have ended
up had the "plowed" drainage been the indicated stream bed, and
we had been close to the bend.
We walked around in circles trying to get a "zero" reading. When
we hit 0.00 km, we switched to the lat/long screen, and moved around a little
until we saw 33.00000/110.00000 simultaneously. This happened twice, but
not after we got the camera ready. Pictures #4 and #6 show views to the
north and west respectively. Picture #7 shows the GPS screen with
33.00002/110.00003, the camera being reflected from the GPS screen.
Picture #5 shows a telephoto (10x) of some of the horses. While we were
in their pasture, the entire herd of horses (they "own" the confluence
at 33/110) came trotting toward us. They kept coming, and were close enough
to see that we weren't their handlers, and didn't have any food for them. At one
point, since they were not slowing down, I looked back of me for an escape
route. Some low bushes were all that I could see to protect us from the
developing enraged stampede of several dozen horses. We took a couple
of steps toward their leader, and he turned, breaking into a run. Only two of
the herd kept watching us, but they soon followed the rest at a full run to the
far end of the pasture, raising a huge cloud of dust. Rodger got some closeups
of that encounter with his SLR, and will send one to you after it is developed
Have you ever seen two guys with a GPS receiver running around trying
to follow/catch up with SA? Maybe that's what brought the horses to investigate.