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
I’m watching you!
April 1st, 2008 at 11:17 amYour sister sent us the link to your April 1 adventure. After this take, we’d love to go caching with you!
April 2nd, 2008 at 9:04 amWish they were all so lucrative! ; )
April 29th, 2008 at 7:11 pm