Scrappy Cache

11/11/2011 By Kabutroid
Call it a hunch, but the cache owner can probably remove the 'needs maintenance' tag from this one. Doing a quick ctrl+F, it looks like the only needs maintenance log is from back in September 2010 for not having a logbook. Given there was most certainly a logbook inside of the cache container which I signed, I’m thinking that this issue has long since been resolved ToungeOut .

But... back to the point of my visit to the area... geocaching! Given it’s Remembrance day, most places don’t open until after 1:00pm I believe, and I didn’t have much specific planned for today up until the 11/11/11 geocache event later in the evening. Thus, what better way to spend a surprisingly nice day out for mid-November than to head out geocaching! I actually wanted to take my bike out for most of the caching today (minus the event), but there was one small thing my wife and I needed to do before I’d head to the event, and that’s to figure out some Christmas-related arrangements with her parents. Thus, we took off sometime after noon in the car, and as per usual she read a book while I wandered off to various geocaches.

Given her parents are in this general vicinity, I decided to knock off a few caches around the area. This was the first one I happened to have set my GPS to direct me to, and thus off we went. A bit of looping around through various residential streets (seriously, if I ever design a city, it will be a perfect grid. No curves, no crescents, just perfect logic), we eventually found ourselves looking at the trail and park, albeit while driving the wrong way. One quick 3-point turn at the nearest intersection, and I was parked pretty much exactly lined up with the paved walking path. Despite the beautiful long-weekend day, there was surprisingly few... arguably none... people in the area. Well, whatever works, not going to argue it. And off I go, hoofing it towards the coordinates.

Within minutes, I found myself approaching the coordinates. I heard various kids nearby making... y’know, kid sounds, but couldn’t spot them anywhere. This continued periodically throughout the caching, but I still have no clue where these kids were playing. Probably in some yard across the water, but blocked from view by something. Deciding not to worry about what I can’t see, I followed a slight geo-trail up to the ‘obvious’ spot, assuming the coordinates were accurate (in the end, those coordinates are absolutely dead-on... nice stuff!), and looked around a bit, spotting nothing. Perplexed, I stepped back a bit and looked around the area a bit more. At that point, I spotted a... umm... significantly clearer geo-trail, and figured it would probably answer all my questions if I were to follow it. Sure enough, the trail and the bang-on coordinates led me to what I seeked. After grabbing the cache container, I stepped out of the area and noticed that several dog-walkers had started along the trails from either side. Thus, I took my sweet time in looking through the contents and signing the logbook.

Although, the page indicates a travelbug is supposed to be in here... for a year and a half apparently... but it’s definitely not in the cache any more. The cache owner may want to let the TB owner know, if it wasn’t already painfully obvious to them. At the bare minimum, it can be removed from the cache page as being in it.

At this point, I spotted a black dog behind a fence like... 20 feet away from me. He hasn’t made the slightest peep the entire time so far, but at this point I took a SINGLE step, and suddenly that dog goes bat@#$& psycho barking. Naturally, this led to dogs across the water barking. Sighing at what I believe to be an inherent hatred of dogs towards me, I replaced the cache and headed back to the car, once more cache find under my belt.

Thanks for getting a cache out here and giving me an adventure, albeit one filled with a lot of barking towards the end ToungeOut .

Took: Nothing
Left: Logbook entry and chainmail ball