* AS PROMISED* I am updating the attributes and cache description, due to the recent attendance and comments regarding the THIN ICE warning! Please DO NOT attempt this cache if you feel uncertain of the integrity of the ice. It is now spring, and although it is not the deepest little river, it certainly is a cold one when you fall through the ice! This cache can be reached by the spring, summer and fall cachers, but some special equipment may be required. Not likely a jet ski, but maybe a canoe! ;) Wading is also an option! There may even be some other tricky little method of getting to it, and I will look forward to hearing what people have to say about that! Cache is in a smaller type holder. Please return the cache securely and EXACTLY as you found it. There is room for very small trade items, such as coins, pins and that sort of thing. Winter Advisory: Enjoy, stay warm, and remember, don't lick metal poles! :) Spring/Summer/Fall Advisory: Enjoy, stay dry, and remember, don't lick your canoe paddles or squat in poision ivy! |
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1/30/2008 by Kabuthunk
So I was sitting at home, getting ready for work today. I happened to wander over to geocaching.com to see if there was anything particularily new nearby. Given I hadn't had a chance to check in the past few weeks, I thought there might actually be a good chance of this.
Lo and behold, I find that this particular geocache isn't all that far from home (given I've moved recently and such). And a cache by *Butterfly*? Those have turned out to be rather interesting ones in the past... sounds like we have something to do before work .
Also, I was particularily determined to find a cache sometime in the next few days. It's almost been a full month since I last found a cache. I've never yet let a full month go by without caching, and I wasn't about to begin. Off I went!
And then I got outside. According to The Weather Network it was about -42 celcius out with the windchill, but it felt more like -200. It was cold enough to make me almost think about saying 'screw it' and going back inside.
Almost .
A quick drive later, and I pulled the car up to what (to me, at least) seemed like the most logical place... beside the wide, heavily-trodden path leading down towards the stream (River? Creek? Brook? Rivulet? What the hell IS that thing, anyway? Does it even have a name?). Looking at my GPS, my frostbitten brain tells me that 150 meters can't be too far, so I go a little further north to some tiny trail in the snow, thinking it was possibly made by geocachers going more directly to the cache. WRONG! It just led back to the main path anyway . Heading down the... tributary(?), I find that this 150 meters is actually taking a little bit of time to dwindle down to nothing. I end up coming to a bend in the currently-frozen... waterway, and head more directly to the coordinates.
Over the hill and through the woods to *Butterfly*'s cache we go. Or at least... back onto the same aformentioned waterway. This time however, I'm staggeringly close to the coordinates. It took me a good chunk of looking around actually (spent a little bit of time on my knees searching too... you'd know why when you're there) before I noticed where it had to be. Nice spot ! Caught me by surprise! Not sure how waterproof it'll be come spring though... you may want to invest in one of those rite-in-the-rain logbooks perhaps. Pulling my hands out of my gloves to write my name with OHMIC's lucky pencil, they become instantly frozen, allowing me to only write the date, my name, and something like 'very cold'... something like that. Didn't even have the warmth to write about leaving a TB or a chainmail ball . Although, since I couldn't remember the date, I put it as Jan. 31st by accident... sorry 'bout that. Should be 30th.
Although, I didn't see the geocoin in the cache... but then again, I didn't really look all that hard. The cache container was very stiff, and I was very cold .
Looking up the next hill, I'm not sure if there's road there, or private property. Erring on the safe side, I hoof it back by the exact same path I arrived by (over the hill and through the woods to a barely-warm car I go), I get back to my vehicle. Driving up about 50 meters, I find that indeed... I wasted a lot of time and energy with my original route . I swear... I'm cursed with always taking the path of most resistance .
But... t'was an amazingly fun to find cache... thanks again .
Took: Nothing
Left: Logbook entry, chainmail ball, and Fuzzy Friend Panda Pez Dispenser TB
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