Revisiting the Big Secret

Shh-hhh. Don’t tell tonka_boy, but I’ve been doing some caching of my own.  While he’s at work, I’m out on the trail seeking those hard to find, rewarding caches.  And did I find a great cache.  I won’t divulge the name of the cache.  That’s part of the big secret.  It won’t be a secret if I told you.  Here’s the story.

I was feeling a bit antsy, cabin fever in the worse way. So, I grabbed my geo-bag and headed out.The cache I was seeking was a regular, 1.5/4.0.  Feeling a bit cocky, I thought, I’m up for it. The hike to the cache was about a mile in.  A good walk, pretty level surface and best yet–no muggles.  There was bend in the trail.  The left flank took a steep drop.  Of course, that’s where the GPSr pointed.  Looking to make sure no one was around, I headed down the slope. It wasn’t a bad trek, but I did get wet and muddy sliding down the last bit.

I spotted a likely spot right away, tucked under a widow-maker near a small cairn.  Pay dirt!  I eased the cache from its hiding place and set in on the ground.  Setting my gloves to the side, I paused a moment before opening the cache.  I noticed it was all quiet around me.  No birds. No squirrels. Nothing. The air was heavy with anticipation.

I opened the cache. I couldn’t believe my eyes. The cache actually popped open, bills flowing out.  So I did what any respectable cacher would do.  I took something and left something.

The swag I took

Photo by Tracy O

The swag I left

Photo by flyingember

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