Surrounded by Ridges?

18/04/2012 By Kabutroid
Bit of a delay in logging this, my bad. Been a bit of a crazy last little while, which I won’t get into for the sake of brevity. In either case... I had a very specific reason for wanting to find a geocache at one point or another today, that being my wedding anniversary (4-year, for those curious). Since I had specifically set out to find a geocache on my actual wedding day, I figured that since this month has been rather lacking in geocaching, I’d set a goal for myself of finding one today. This of course ignores the fact that I didn’t find one on April 18th in either of the last two years, but I safely assume I was too busy to do as such. However, with my wife stuck in college class for a few hours, I had some time to kill.

Now, I also had a secondary goal during this time (perhaps make a dinner or get flowers? Pfft, I’ve got pliers and other tools to look at! In all actuality though, I did send flowers to her workplace, and we went out for dinner after her class) of hunting for some high quality pliers, and so I wanted to swing by the listed address for Snap-On Tools of Canada in Winnipeg (turns out in the end they don’t have a storefront, but oh well). And wouldn’t you know it, this cache just happened to be right conveniently between a quick swing by Canadian Tire, and this Snap-On address. It was like it was made for me at this moment.

Also, don’t tell my wife that I did just about everything except anniversary type stuff on our anniversary when she was in class ToungeOut .

And so, I set out to find the geocache. There didn’t appear to be any no-parking signs on the North side of Falcon Ridge drive, so I swung around and parked there right across from the path in the park. No other cars were parked there, but I didn’t get a ticket, and come to think of it I don’t even think more than maybe one car went by while I was out. One way or another, I was parked, and headed for the cache. There was several practice teams on the field already, practicing... something or another. They were staying way on the other side of the field though, so I didn’t worry about it too much. I figured they would be paying way more attention to what they were doing than a guy taking a walk through the park.

As I walked up to ground zero, I spotted the cache container pretty much off the hop. I’m not entirely sure how to take the ‘camouflage’ of it... it seemed pretty obvious to me. But then, to a geocacher, many non-obvious things become otherwise. The cache container itself proved a bit interesting to access. I didn’t see an immediate way to remove it entirely from its hiding spot, so I attempted to open it where it was. This proved to be a bit of a challenge, but I eventually succeeded. Rather peculiar method of attaching the container... it almost seems to me like something was done upside-down somewhere. But regardless, I had the logbook in hand and quickly signed it a bit away from the area to avoid drawing too much attention to myself. After having signed the log, I prepared a micromail ball signature item in my hand and headed back to the coordinates.

It took a little bit of work to try to line things up to close properly, while at the same time avoid the micromail ball from falling to the ground, but I eventually managed. In retrospect, while typing this and picturing it, I thought of a way to do it a thousand times easier, but oh well... hindsight 20/20 and such. The practice was starting to slowly migrate my way at this point, so I quickly split from the area and hoofed it back to the car. Mission accomplished!

Thanks for giving me a convenient cache to go after on my anniversary!

Took: Nothing
Left: Logbook entry and micromail ball