16/03/2010 By Kabutroid
It was almost by pure chance that I happened to find this cache. Not so much in the 'locating' phase, but in the 'choosing what cache to go after' phase.
Today my wife had a mid-term exam for her course at Red River College. Being as the snow is starting to disappear and it's not nearly as dark as it normally is out nowadays, my first inclination was to go geocaching around the area until such time she called and requested to be picked up. Now since I got off work later than her, I figured I'd have very little time to go geocaching before the exam was done. Thus, I began my quest to find caches close to RRC.
I first drove by the area of the cache 'Plane Spot', but due to the distinct 'no stopping' signs on both sides of the road, I figured I'd wait until some later time in the evening to try that one. Booking it back East, I noticed a cluster of geocaches right in the vicinity of... well... here. ICU caches? Nah, too small, and those suckers are everywhere anyway. I selected the first one that wasn't an ICU cache that my GPS cursor hovered over, which happened to be O.C.C. As I was midway there... approximately 100 meters West of St. James street on Dublin as it were, of course my cellphone rings.
Me, not being an idiot like seemingly everyone else driving on the road, opted to gasp pull over prior to picking up the phone. I know, what kind of madness is THAT?!?
But anyway, I hook a left onto St. James since I saw some mini parking lot for... a strip-mall type industrial thing right there. Parking the car, I answer the phone and indeed my wife is ready to be picked up. Sighing at the thought of not having been able to find even a single geocache after work today, I look down at my GPS.
Huh. That geocache icon is like... damn near right underneath my current location.
zoom in
Huh. That geocache looks to be like... 20 meters away from said current location.
glances at watch
glances about
runs South 20 meters
About 10 seconds after leaving the car and 15 seconds after getting to ground zero, I had the cache in hand 
. After a quick glance through the cache (quite quick, since I told my wife it'd take me like... 2 minutes to get there 
), I lobbed in a chainmail ball and signed the logbook. Quickly re-ziplocking the bag and tossing it into the cache, I replaced it as found and bounced out of the area, back to my car. All in all, the round-trip from the car and back again was maybe 50 seconds... most of that time being working with the ziplock bag . Not too shabby, given the extremely time-constrained circumstances I was under.
Swinging the car around, I picked up my wife, who was indeed completely unaware that I had stopped for a geocache before picking her up (well, until I told her of course). Didn't make the 2 minute mark though... but in my defense, the traffic lights and traffic in general held me up far longer than the caching adventure did it itself .
So yes... MANY great thanks for putting a cache like.... right there where I happened to be at that specific time. It made a somewhat annoyed Kabuthunk go to a very happy Kabuthunk .
Took: As little time as possible
Left: Logbook entry and chainmail ball
North St. james
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