Current at 11/6/2011 (Online waypoint URL) You have already found this cache! Master Index    Nearest Caches Eww!! That Smell! by meemomydog (1.5/1.5) N49° 46.065  W97° 11.098 (WGS84) UTM  14U   E 630700  N 5514389 Use waypoint: GC1Q6TW Size: Regular    Hidden on 4/18/2009 In Manitoba, Canada Difficulty:     Terrain:               Cache is in a medium camoed lock and lock with a log book and pencil. I put in some assorted trade items and a Geo Coin! FTF certificate is also up for grabs. This cache is for everyone that has been driving around the perimeter.........minding your own business.....when all of a sudden it hits you. That Smell!! Way to go Smudge & Daisy on FTF!

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8/8/2010 by Kabuthunk
Ahhh, at long last. This cache and I have a long history, based primarily around me planning to go after it, but looking at the GPS just a little too late only to see the turnoff to get to it go zipping past at 100km/h. Literally... I can't count how many times that's happened. Although I'm fairly certain that most of this history was based on another cache that used to exist in the immediate vicinity, if not being outright replaced by this one. I think it was called something like 'Brady Landfill" or something like that. In either case, this specific location and I have said history together .

Today however, I was somewhat more prepared. Coming home today from a celebration party in Carman, I happened to look at the GPS in time to snag the nearby "Winnipeg South By-Pass" cache. Since my mind was now prepped to look for THIS cache that has evaded me for so long (well, as prepped as it could get... I've been fighting off a vicious cold all day... stupid summer colds), I managed to see the turnoff towards this area long before reaching it. Making a nice, gradual, non-hammering-on-the-brakes-like-the-last-cache deceleration, I pulled onto the gravel road and headed towards that which has thwarted me for so long.

Once again, my wife opted to stay in the car and read while I went off to be torn apart by the branches . One thing I'll give this cache though... despite what the cache description says and the name implies... and despite also that the weather network indicates it's about +37 out when I found it... I smelled absolutely nothing in regards to the dump. Whether that's attributable to favourable winds, or stuffed up sinuses with my cold, nobody knows. One way or the other, I'm not arguing . Gotta say though... for being a little patch of trees in seemingly the middle of nowhere, it's a pretty damn dense patch of trees! It doesn't even appear that there's any reason for it, like a small pond of water or something. Oh well... in either case, I'm goin' in! Circling around the area, I debated where the cache could be hiding from me. On the far side of the tree patch, I discovered what I imagine is the entrance of a geotrail. A rather peculiar spot, but typically the previous finders seem to have a better path than I do. Finding my way in, I am nearly tripped up by the mass entanglement of vine plants stringing throughout the trees. Seriously, these things were so all over the place, it's the type of thing that horror movies involving people-eating plants are made of .

Slowly weaving my way through the vines, I eventually find my way to a minor empty area, at which point I nigh-immediately see the geocache container... within easy reach from outside the tree patch. Bah, if only I would have trusted my GPS's directions when it said I was but a few meters from it, instead of circling around and looking for an entrance . Oh well... at least this keeps me hidden from traffic. Retrieving the cache, I quickly sign up the logbook and close it up. Replacing it as found, I find a significantly easier way of getting out of the trees and back to the car. Mission accomplished!

Sorry cache... you've been managing your best to thwart my efforts for god knows how long now, but at long last the epic battle has come to a close. I was victorious by the way .

Thanks for giving me a cache to tackle on the way home from Carman. Both this one and its assumed predecessor have led me on a merry chase of watching the icon for it zip by me dozens of times, enjoying watching me shake my fist at it while continuing past, but all good things must come to an end.

Took: Nothing
Left: Logbook entry and chainmail ball