Current at 11/6/2011 (Online waypoint URL) You have already found this cache! Master Index    Nearest Caches Ogre Height by burchil (2.5/2.5) (Archived) N49° 51.630  W97° 07.059 (WGS84) UTM  14U   E 635288  N 5524820 Use waypoint: GC1NF2F Size: Small    Hidden on 3/8/2009 In Manitoba, Canada Difficulty:     Terrain:               Ogre Ogres are large and typically cruel humanoid monsters (Shrek & Fiona are an exception). They appear in many stories from folklore and classic literature and are usually depicted as large, strong, and not overly intelligent. It has been suggested that these creatures were the original inhabitants of the British Isles prior to human habitation. The cache is a small painted lock and lock. It should be winter friendly as well as flood friendly (to a degree). This would be an easy cache to retrieve for an Ogre.

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4/4/2009 by Kabuthunk
What's that a_j? A boat? Pshaw, I have no use for boats. Boots? Nonsense. Gloves? Fiddlesticks. A toque? Balderdash! Winter pants, a scarf, or most winter or wet paraphenalia whatsoever? Umm... poppycock! Such devices were unneeded for a cache such as this?

So yeah, I had finished up my various tasks for the day, and set off to find a geocache, at the bare minimum to drop off a travelbug I've had way too long. However, what's this? A new cache not even a month old? Odds are quite good that it would still be available at least, and not frozen in an icy sarcophagus. Parking nearby, I walked across the snowy field towards the trees. There was the occasional dog-walker, but for the most part it was fairly quiet. Must have gotten lucky, in retrospect. It was a beautiful day to be out, and a Saturday to boot!

So getting close to the coordinates, I slowed down to let a dog-walker past. When they had wandered off, I began to creep closer. Maaaan, but that's a loooootta water around those trees. Ok, well no problem... it might just be like... half an inch deep. Let's just go tes-

*shlup*

Aaaand the front of my left foot suddenly sank 3 inches into the snow from where I was standing... about a foot from the edge of the water. I quickly removed my foot, which thankfully remained dry inside. The hole my foot had just been in quickly filled with about 2 inches of water. Dang... to the best of my mathematical knowledge, 2 is typically more than 1/2.

Ok, new plan. I at first figured one place was most likely, but then I was drawn to another place a bit closer. And thank god, I went with that second option, since not only was the cache eventually there, but it was the easier of the two . The new plan shall be... that crusty little frozen ridge around the edges of the trees and bushes! I kinda stomped around near one edge of the water to get a semi-solid footing, and attempt to set foot on a crusty edge after a 2-foot gap of water. Seems solid...

Putting more weight on it... success! The next ste-whup! And it looks like the next step crumbled away beneath my foot to a watery pit without me even having put much weight on it. Try another spot... seems solid... ok, let's run with it. Clinging to the tree like a monkey, I slowly worked my way around it. Aaaand now I've got about a 7-foot gap of water to get across. However, that first crumbly crust that collapsed came in handy! There was an icy chunk that had fallen down, so I picked it up and tossed it in the middle of my gap. It almost sank down, but after stomping it a bit, the top was about 1/4 inch above the surface . It took several minutes of tensing myself for it, and PRAYING that the crusty edge around the tree I had hoped was closest to the cache container was solid. I had zero way of testing this, and would not only have to put my full weight on it, but literally be JUMPING onto it. Thankfully, both luck and continued dry feet were with me .

So here I am, clinging to a tree in the middle of the water, standing on the crusty snow edge like a suicidal person on the edge of a building. Sure enough, a dog-walker goes by. I stay still, trying not to be noticeable. They either didn't see me, or actively avoided looking at me. Either one works for me . A bit of manoevering around, and SUCCESS! The cache is found . I signed the logbook, dropped in the Kyogre travelbug (hey, you wanted water... you've got tons, now!), some other trackable pathtag thing, and ye olde chainmail ball.

Aaaand sure enough, another dog-walker. This one DID see me clinging to a tree. He looked at me funny. And then he kept looking at me until he was completely out of sight. At that point, I made a leap back over the big gap, and eventually back to dry land. Mission accomplished . Thanks fur the fun cache!

Took: Nothing
Left: Logbook entry, Kyogre TB, pathtag, and chainmail ball