Current at 11/6/2011 (Online waypoint URL) You have already found this cache! Master Index    Nearest Caches One of Seven by Flotsom and Jetsom (1.5/1.5) N49� 52.569  W97� 13.696 (WGS84) UTM  14U   E 627297  N 5526366 Use waypoint: GC1A9QM Size: Small    Hidden on 3/17/2008 In Manitoba, Canada Difficulty:     Terrain:                   CONGRATULATIONS TO GLACIER ICE FIRST TO FIND Lionel LeMoine Fitzgerald (March 17, 1890 – August 7, 1956) was a Canadian artist, a member of the Group of Seven. He was born in Winnipeg in 1890 and studied art in Winnipeg, Pittsburgh and New York City. In 1924, he began teaching at the Winnipeg School of Art; he was principal of the school from 1929 to 1947. He exhibited works in two shows with the Group of Seven in 1930 and was invited to become a member of the Group in 1932 when J. E. H. MacDonald died. He was a founding member of its successor, the Canadian Group of Painters. He died of a heart attack in Winnipeg in 1956. In 2003, the Royal Canadian Mint produced a gold coin based on Fitzgerald's 1929 work Houses. You can see many of the houses he painted along this lane. Some of his paintings are in the Winnipeg

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10/11/2010 by Kabuthunk
Ahh... this cache definitely cheered me up today. After a disappointing DNF at the nearby 'Heart of the Assiniboine Park', I was glad to have been able to get a relatively quick find to bring me back up from that . Although I had thought that the park continued further East past the bushes and included ground zero. I was apparently about to be proven wrong.

So having headed out after a fruitless search to the West, I headed off towards this cache. I haven't done any of the other caches of this series, nor had I read the cache description before heading over (heading here was more of a spur-of-the-moment type of thing), so I wasn't entirely sure what I'd be looking for. It wasn't a micro at least like seemingly most caches in the city, so that kinda prodded me towards it as well. I had to kinda dodge around several bikers that happened to be going through the opening of the fence at the same time as me, so after that minor bottleneck, I found myself on a street I'd never headed down before. Rather relaxing looking area... I get the feeling it'd be pretty nice to live around here. Well, except that I personally wouldn't live beside a river known for flooding... that's just asking for problems .

At first I was a bit worried it might be in someone's property, since I didn't see any roads going North. Even if it's in the cache owner's property, I'm still quite leery about going after those. But... thankfully that wasn't the case with this one. Soon enough, I found the path I needed to take and headed down it. Once I had arrived close to ground zero, I had an immediate feeling of where it would be. There's not exactly a thousand places it could hide here, and I had encountered other caches in the past hidden in a similar manner. I wasn't disappointed, and found the cache almost instantly . At first I was a bit perplexed as to how to go about actually obtaining the cache, but... thank god for having fairly slender fingers. Course, I'm sure I could have found a stick or something that would have done just as well... but I was able to avoid even needing to do that. I must admit though... the cache container has quite a nice fit inside its hiding spot!

After retrieving the logbook, I was pleased that a regular chainmail ball could fit inside the cache container with ease. One quick signing later, and the cache was closed up and replaced from whence it came. I'm not sure why, but I was quite amused by how easy it was to replace the cache. But then again, I'm easily amused .

Thanks for getting a cache in the area (although it seems this one's been around quite some time... surprised I haven't gone after it earlier) that could bring me up from ye olde DNF prior to it . As well, I'm somewhat curious about this 'Seven artists' thing... methinks I'll have to do some research on that and check out what it's all about moreso.

Took: Nothing
Left: Logbook entry and chainmail ball