And what did you do with your Monday?

I didn't do anything today really. But I can vouch for perambulating in soft sand does wear out your legs. When I played 2-man beach volleyball tournaments I quite often ended up with major cramps in my feet and calves. I/we were close to the semi-pro level of play. Had we had to play "real pros" we would have been destroyed. It was quite a shock coming from the hard-courts where my vertical leap was killer given my relative short stature. You can forget that vertical leap coming off the soft sands. One day of play down in Cocoa Beach, FL my legs just couldn't keep up and I took myself out of the game and my partner had to find someone else. I ended up refereeing the rest of the day. That suited everyone fine. Apparently I was a dam good and fair ref. I made sure we all understood the rules of tournament play as I was going to call it. We also agreed how tight I would call things like net fouls so as not to have any troubles. Being the smallest guy around, I certainly didn't want troubles. No troubles. They all realized pretty quick I knew every bit of the rules of tournament play.
Plus I got to drink beer the rest of the time. 😀
Anyway, walking, jumping or running in soft sand hurts. It did me.
E

Well, it wasn't a day at the beach. I worked on filtering through the records of all of the official surveys made between 1848 and the present in a roughly 72-square-mile area in South Texas. It was a mixed bag that included figuring out the name of the Austin surveyor whose signatures appear below.

Any guesses?

I think I'd be referencing that monument spledeus. And I don't mean with those ouiji board coordinates! 🙂

McMillianmkuseki

> McMillianmkuseki

Close, but no cigar. :>

He was born in Riesa, Sachsen, Deutschland in 1856 and emigrated to Texas in 1878. When he made that survey in 1887, I'm pretty sure he was employed by his father-in-law, a land agent named William von Rosenberg (who had anglicized his first name from Wilhelm when he himself came to Texas from Germany).

Looks like Coon Carlowitz to me. Not sure what would bring a parent to name their kid, Coon, though.

Is that a seahorse hitchin' post?

On June 26, 1887, The Fort Worth Daily Gazette listed among hotel arrivals that of Coon Carlowitz of Austin at the Elite Hotel in Fort Worth. What he did there was not reported.

Cheers,
Henry

> On June 26, 1887, The Fort Worth Daily Gazette listed among hotel arrivals that of Coon Carlowitz of Austin at the Elite Hotel in Fort Worth. What he did there was not reported.

The fellow who signed those field notes did die in Fort Worth, but that was in 1933.

Must be C. von Carlowitz of Tejas surveying fame.

> Looks like Coon Carlowitz to me. Not sure what would bring a parent to name their kid, Coon, though.

Yes, the "Coon" didn't fit. The handwriting looks to be Germanic. It turns out that's the signature of C von Carlowitz, Georg Christoph von Carlowitz, a former officer of the Prussian Army who came to Texas and married into the von Rosenberg family.

> Must be C. von Carlowitz of Tejas surveying fame.

The 1910 Census found him and his family in Fort Worth and recorded his occupation as "Attorney". So he may have come to a bad end. :>
Edit: The 1880 Austin City Directory reports his status as "law student". So apparently he became a deputy surveyor after studying law.

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And here's a photo of the fellow whose signature appears above. Amazing what's on the internet.

Georg Christoph von Carlowitz

Just so you feel properly smug about your day we were pounding iron in the hard ground under the hot sun. We were staking a cemetery so no brush cutting and glad to only be visiting.

Why is it that fishing poles never show up in these photos from cape Cod ?

i passed a couple fishing in the rips, but they were preoccupied and i felt intrusive enough walking by. most of the people out there were the hoity toity crowd ferried over by Chatham Bars Inn or the Wequassett Inn.

don, i grabbed some rough coords on the bound to see if it's even close to something of record. i did recover a marker we had left by the last original control bound. the marker was an 10' section of 4" PVC by the Dubis Camp (Dubis family has a local contracting company for those not in the know). the overwash covered the monument and just the top of the pipe is still exposed.

I spent the best part of this fine-ass Monday trying to explain to a title examiner that a N and E bearing is really the same line as a S and W bearing.

After we gave up on that I spent another two hours explaining why I couldn't remove the words "LIMITS OF NO ACCESS" off of a recorded plat...

I finally got P.O.'d and asked for some billing information since the consultation time had exceeded my "free" limits. I was told they can't pay for anything!

My reply was "Good day, m'am.".....really

Some days are diamonds, some days are stone :bored:

5:30am - |-) Calc, print, research for crew package.

Prepare Professional Society notes for tonights Committee meeting.:bye:
Manager Meetings:-)
Emails,:-|
Put out some early fires.:-/
Schedule & review crew and office peeps for the week.:bye:

Duck and cover while stuff begins to hit the fan.:-@

Wonder if its lunch time only to realize its 2pm.o.O

More fire control.:pinch:

Scramble to fix some emergencies from others.:-@ 😀

Realize crew missed some key items. Take field trip to tie in missing utility vaults.
Dang it's hot outside!:-@ B-) :-@

Add field measurements, send drawings.:bored:

Coordinate crew overnights. Research surveys, benchmarks etc for crew tomorrow.:-|

HOW IS IT 5pm!!!!:'( :-S

Review Professional Committee notes and prep for meeting at 6pm.
Conference Committee meeting.:clap:
7:50pm beerleg.B-)

8:00pm commute.:snarky:

Repeat Tomorrow minus the meetings.

I dropped that kml into Google.

Its very interesting where is matches the photo and where it doesn't?

Were you surveying mean high water mark?