Current at 11/6/2011 (Online waypoint URL) You have already found this cache! Master Index    Nearest Caches Grey Nuns by JBrandt36 (1/1) N49° 53.242  W97° 07.440 (WGS84) UTM  14U   E 634757  N 5527795 Use waypoint: GC1QPZ4 Size: Micro    Hidden on 4/29/2009 In Manitoba, Canada Difficulty:     Terrain:                       This should be a quick find as you walk along the Promenade Tache. Enjoy the view of the Mighty Red River and take the time to read up on all the history in this area. You are looking for a black magnetic key holder. Cache only contains a log book and the FTF Certificate. BYOP

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11/2/2011 by Kabuthunk
This cache managed to return a bit of confidence to me. I didn’t find it quite as fast as I would have liked, but find it nonetheless I did, and it was good. Why was I lacking in confidence, you ask? Ahh, say I... because my old (well, 5 someodd week month old) nemesis lies just North of here. I had just finished quite the unsuccessful attempt at finding the nearby Stompin’ on the Red, and after killing about 40 minutes fruitlessly digging around the leaves there... again... I headed back towards the car, a hollow husk of a geocacher.

But what’s this? Looking at my GPS as I ready to head back to the car, I notice that there’s a geocache smack dab on the path between myself and my car. And to think I may not have even gone after this cache had I parked where I originally planned to. I had figured I’d park in the same place as last time, on the road just North of the cathedral. However, coming from the South, I turned early and ended up parking a block further South. That didn’t bother me, so I just walked over, unknowingly walking within about 3 meters of the cache on the way over. So heading back the car, I pointed my GPS at the coordinates and headed on over.

At first the cache name rather confused me (and I had also mis-read it as “Grav Nuns”, which didn’t really help). However, after perusing the informational plaque there, everything clicked into place, and I learned something new about said Nuns in the process. I’ve biked past here dozens of times, but never stopped to read this. Interesting. In either case, I used reading that plaque (several times) as an excuse to look like I had a reason to be there whenever someone was either walking by, or there was a pile of cars going by. All the while however, I was stealthily looking for the cache. It was actually quite well hidden, since I actually passed over it once or twice without noticing it. The fact that it was completely dark out probably didn’t help though .

Passing over it however, I decided to spread my search out a bit further, and began hunting around in the nearby trees and on or around anything else that could feasibly hide a cache container. When that started to come up empty, I decided to resort to looking at my palm pilot to check the description, hint (if there was one), and previous logs. The description helped me quite a bit, and I was able to narrow down my search quite... narrowly. Moments after that tidbit of information, I was able to spot the cache container and made the find . Ahh... nothing like coming back with a find after a saddening DNF nearby only minutes before.

With the cache container in hand (took a bit to actually get it INTO my hand... that sucker was just not very willing to move from its hiding spot), I opened it up and dropped in a micromail ball. I noticed that the logbook seemed to be quite worn here and there, since it seems to have seen a lot of finds since its inception. I was for a moment contemplating cutting off the bottom centimeter of the pencil inside the cache, since that would allow it to sit straight instead of diagonal, but was already feeling pretty conspicuous standing there, and also didn’t know if this would be an acceptable thing to do. In either case, if the cache owner so chooses, making the pencil about a centimeter shorter would make it a lot easier to get the logbook back into the container.

In either case, I signed the logbook using the information board as a flat surface and tucked everything back inside the container. Replacing it from whence it came, I headed back across the street and to my car a scant 50 meters away. Thanks for getting a cache here to crank up my confidence a bit. It’s nice to be able to have at least SOME memories of the area that aren’t DNF-related .

Took: Nothing
Left: Logbook entry and micromail ball