Log by MarcusArelius for Bird Cage (Multi-cache):
MarcusArelius posted the bomb squad's log for his Bird Cage Multi-cache
7-2-04
Sorry about the damage to the box. Citizen reported it as suspicious and we'd needed to get inside.
Bellevue bomb squad!
Case # 048-7379
travisl found Because there *is* a CITO in 'procrastination!' (Traditional Cache)
My little yellow Etrex was giving me fits, with about 50 foot accuracy (''Bird 11, come in bird 11. Bird 11, where are you?''), so I thank you for the useful hints. I still had a bit of trouble figuring which side of the trail to investigate, and how to get the last 25 feet or so, but managed fairly quickly.
The cache was very obvious to anyone who looked, which also made it an easy find. I normally TNLN, but the poster of the geocats was so cute -- I knew GeoGrrrl would love it -- so I left a package of bicycle spoke beads in exchange for it.
As I hopped back onto the main trail, I scared the bejeebees out of a pink-clad female bicyclist who was zipping downhill. I know I don't understand the physics involved, but somehow a 5'6'' woman was able to jump 10 feet out of her seat while doubling her pedaling rate. I think she might have had mutant stretchy legs or something.
travisl found Cache at Pooh Corner - the Rehide (Multi-cache)
Much like a role playing game (I'm thinking of Neverwinter Nights, but any RPG will do), this cache hunt seemed like the person running the game wanted me to meet fascinating people and either get information from them, have them send me on a quest, or kill them. Fortunately, I suck at RPGs and don't like playing them, and I didn't actually communicate with any of the people along the way. But if I did, it would go something like this:
GM: You are on a road on the outskirts of a grassy park in a residential suburb of anywhere, USA. Although it's hot and sunny, a cool breeze makes it bearable. The sign you are looking for is here. So is your car.
Me: I follow the instructions on the cache page. I approach from the south.
GM: What's your intelligence? OK, no need to roll for this one. You have the next set of coordinates.
Me: I walk through the park to get to the coordinates.
GM: About halfway through the park you see two 12-year-old black kids. They're facing away from you and don't see you. Every few seconds, a cloud of smoke rises from them.
Me: Can I see what they're smoking?
GM: It looks like a fat cigarette.
Me: I warn them of the hazards of smoking. ''Hey, you two! I'm not a cop or anything, but that stuff isn't good for you.''
GM: They're startled to see you. They run into the woods. What do you do?
Me: I continue to the next coordinates.
GM: OK, you continue through the park without incident. You reach another road, turn north, and reach your next waypoint.
Me: I do the math.
GM: No need to roll for this one. You did it and have the final coordinates.
Me: I go to the next waypoint.
GM: The tree cover is making your GPS unreliable, but after overshooting it by a few feet, you find the right spur trail. It's overgrown, but usable.
Me: I go down the trail and try to find the cache.
GM: Roll for initiative.
Me: I rolled a 10.
GM: You go down the trail, but when you're about 20 feet from the cache, you're confronted by a large white guy. Shaved head, gold chain, white T-shirt. He doesn't seem to be doing anything other than standing in the middle of the overgrown trail.
Me: Do I recognize him as a geocacher?
GM: No. He doesn't have paperwork or a GPS visible. He attacks you.
Me: I cast magic missle.
GM: At the darkness?
Me: No, at the guy attacking me.
GM (rolling dice): You've wounded him, and he runs away, the way you came in.
Me: I continue to the cache.
GM: What's your search skill?
Me: It's low. It's at one.
GM (rolls dice): You search for a few minutes, but don't find the cache.
Me: I decode the hint.
GM (rolls dice): OK, you've found the cache.
Me: I sign the log, take nothing and leave nothing, and replace it. I then head back to the car.
GM: OK. As you approach the road again, you encounter the big white guy again. Roll for initiative.
Me: I rolled a 9.
GM: He has the initiative. He swings and misses.
Me: I cast ''hold person''.
GM: It works. He's not moving.
Me: I go back to my car.
GM: As you re-enter the park, you see an old asian woman is sitting on the sidewalk. She has two white plastic grocery bags in front of her. She's rummaging through one of them.
Me: I ask her if she needs any help.
GM: As you approach her, a wide grin spreads across her furrowed face. ''Yes, you may,'' she says in a croaking voice. ''A few months ago, as I was hobbling through this park, a hawk swooped down upon me and took a stuffed duck I was carrying home to my grandaughter. Every day since, I've come here hoping to see the hawk so I could ask him to return it. Could you find him and get my duck back?''
Me: ''Nah, I need to go get lunch.''
GM: The woman reaches into her pocket, pulls out a wand, and points it at you. Make a saving throw against curses.
Me (rolling dice): I roll a 12.
GM: Not good enough. A bolt of crimson light flies out of the tip of her wand. You feel your vision become hazy, then clear up again. Let me see your character sheet. (I hand him my sheet. He erases a number.)
Me: Hey, I've lost my search skill entirely.
GM: Sorry. When you look up, the old woman is gone.
Me: OK, I head back to my car.
GM: When you're almost there, you hear singing through the woods. It sounds like a ten-year-old boy, trying to sing an opera.
Me: Do I recognize the song?
GM: What's your arcane knowledge skill?
Me (grinning): It's at 8.
GM: It's the theme song from Disney's ''Teacher's Pet'' cartoon.
Me (the grin replaced by a look of terror): I run to the car.
GM: OK, you make it. You get 200 XP for this mission. Unfortunately, you also have that song running through your head for the rest of the day.
travisl couldn't find Where is George after all? (Traditional Cache)
No luck here today; add me to the stack of purple frownies. After looking for about 20 minutes, I decided that it probably used to be in the first hidey-hole I looked in, and, having brought a 3-inch-long IKEA pencil to leave in the cache as per Geo Pirate's request, left it in the hiding spot intead. There was also a snail shell in the spot with the pencil.
Interestingly, the coordinates at the top of the page are what my GPS read when I was at the (speculative) cache site for a while; The Jester's coordinates were the ones my GPS pointed to as I approached the cache area. I think there may be some signal reflection going on in there. I'll watch this one to see if anyone else (including the cache owner) is able to find it.
travisl posted a note for Pot o' Gold (Traditional Cache)
Stopped by at lunch time to meet The Leprechauns and do a maintenance run. Daddy Leprechaun and I chatted about his recent adventure in Nashville (240 caches in one 24 hour period? Wow!), our dislike for lame micros, and our gratitude to Criminal for coming up with the legendary Frisbee analogy. Little Lep weaseled a hint out of me, Wander Lost had a bit of trouble re-finding it, and Little Lost One let me hold his gorp.
No cache maintenance was needed; it was well hidden, well stocked, and just where I left it. Cachers around here rock -- the cache was placed in April '03, and I've gone to maintain it three times (August '03, January '04, and today). All three times, no maintenance was needed. No trash. Not out in the open. Nothing out of the ordinary.
Somebody remind me again why we need to maintain these things? ;-)
travisl posted a note for #1 (Traditional Cache)
That's so very cool that my most successful TB ever (Little Bad Blue Hat Duck), whose final goal is to make it back up to his home cache south of Tacoma, is now in a cache that I visited two weeks ago. He's so close!
travisl posted a note for The Day I Went to the Sound and the Water Was Gone (Traditional Cache)
It's back. I replaced the old Lock-N-Lock with a largish ammo can, and stuffed it full of goodies, like a keychain barrel o' monkeys, a ceramic jewelry box, stuffed critters, a whistling keychain finder thing, a baseball cap, and a Where's George dollar.
It's hidden pretty well; please rehide it better than you found it, and check both angles when you leave to be sure it's not visible.
Today was a nice warm blue sky Tuesday lunch hour, although the tide was in fairly far but on its way out. Nobody else in the park today. They missed a gorgeous view of the sound.
travisl posted a note for Seventeen Pedestals (Traditional Cache)
There shouldn't be a bag around the cache container. Thanks, folks, but CUT THAT OUT! Bags -- as is obvious from this one -- get holes in them, and just serve to hold water near the cache container. Could the next person out there trash out the bag? Thanks.
travisl posted a note for The Day I Went to the Sound and the Water Was Gone (Traditional Cache)
Sounds like it's missing, since it should be fairly easy to find. I'll replace it later this week.
travisl posted a note for Born on the 4th... (Traditional Cache) I've been known to DNF caches that I've found before, but the area that the cache was in is now pretty cleared out (by cachers, I suspect), and there isn't a trace of the cache anywhere near where I'd found it before.
It was hidden pretty well in a spot I wouldn't figure any muggle would be, so it surprises me that it's gone. Then again, there's a fresh looking MGD can a few feet away, so maybe someone came a-drinkin' and T: Cache L: Beer can.
travisl posted a note for Ol' Doc Lilly (Traditional Cache)
Just checked it; it's still there. It is further back along a geo-trail than it used to be; I'm changing the westing from W 122° 17.528 to W 122° 17.522 to account for that, although I'm not sure it's that far back.
I'll up the terrain from 1½ stars to 2 stars, because it's gotten pokeyer in the last month.
travisl found A Dicey Hunt (Unknown (Mystery) Cache)
I think I can see the cache location from Montana!
Easy find with the new coordinates. Remember last week I said that I was 45 feet away from a spot that warranted further examination. Yes, it was there, of course. My GPS today said I was 10 feet away (well within tolerance), so add that to the 45 feet, and you get awfully close to the 57 foot difference ( http://www.airways.com/java/coordcalc.html is cool, but won't help with this puzzle) between the old and new coordinates. Yay!
Stickered the log, TNLN, and had enough time for lunch.
A word of advice: if you don't drive away at a traffic light, be really careful and be ready to punch the accelerator -- cars show up way too fast for a safe left turn here. The geoSaturn was just a few feet away from having its plastic panels becoming really big travel bugs. Whew.
travisl found PDX Airport Travel Bug Lounge (Traditional Cache)
One of the reasons I enjoy geocaching, and why I do Cache Machine events, is to see a lot of neat places.
This is definitely a neat place.
Thanks for bringing me out here. Our small group of five was surprised there was nobody living in here. Before entering, we declared ourselves to be the fire department, just in case we were about to spook anyone.
I wonder if there's a spot like this near O'Hare? I'll have to check in a couple weeks.
travisl found Cascades Pkwy (Traditional Cache)
Only five of us left McMenamins Edgefield at 4:30 a.m., and got here at about 4:45. A muggle, who turned out to be the non-muggle Grandpa Rocks, was sitting at the cache site waiting for us.
The five of us searched for a few minutes, and I greatly amused Grandpa Rocks by stepping on the cache but not realizing it, and searching some more. He know knows why I'm the self-declared king of DNFs.
travisl found Kane Cache II (Traditional Cache)
My GPS was all over the place in here, and I'd actually kicked the stump ten minutes before someone else found it. A good end to a great caching day.
travisl found Woodland Pond (Traditional Cache)
We drove as close as we could to the cache, then gave up and asked some locals in their driveway where the park was. Found the park, and walked towards the cache.
But... the bridge is over there...
But... the bridge is over there...
But... the bridge is over there...
Oh.
Found it.
travisl found Bartfam's Barton (Traditional Cache)
There's many ways to come up with the approximate number of people who participated in a cache machine. One way could be to ask the construction people on the west side of the bridge how many people did a U-turn in the construction zone, and then multiply that number by 3, the average number of cachers per car.
We never saw a parking kiosk, and were never asked to pay. Strange.
Quick find, and by the time we got there, the three girls must've been used to strange folks heading into the woods.
travisl found The Deputy's Loot (Traditional Cache)
Wow -- easy to find parking, nice stroll, quick find, we'd lost the rest of our group... and still plenty of daylight left.
I thought that this would be, like, the busiest park on the planet on a hot summer weekend like this, but there was nobody here. That's before I visited the next cache at Barton Park, which is much, much more popular.
travisl found Un-Original Stash (Traditional Cache)
Not a 1/1, but my smaller group found it nonetheless. I was looking about 50 feet away fro where it was eventually found.
travisl found ORIGINAL STASH TRIBUTE PLAQUE (Unknown (Mystery) Cache)
My 744th find.
Hope I don't offend anyone with this (if I do, let me know and I'll delete this log and replace it with something much more boring), but as this is the geocaching mecca...
''In the name of Ulmer, may peace and blessings be upon the Messenger of Ulmer. Oh Jeremy, forgive me my DNFs and open to me the caches of your site. I seek refuge in Jeremy the Almighty and in the Eminent GPS signals, and in His Eternal Dominion from the accursed heavy tree coverage.''
That's it. One bus ticket to hell, please.
travisl found Clackamas River Side (Traditional Cache)
OK, I'm on my way to the cache, and I have the option of taking a well-trodden dirt trail along the edge of the woods, or walking along the riverbank on those round shingle-stones. The deciding factor?
I swing around the end of the fence, and survey the teeming mass of park patrons (ok, there was about 20 of them). All of the babes are either too young or too porcine -- I take the dirt trail.
Nice stroll, nice river, nice quick find.
travisl found I hate the Railroad: Chandler Pond Troll (Traditional Cache)
We parked at the best parking spot available, although we didn't know it at the time. I asked a guy working there if we could park there, and he said it was OK. He also told us that the telephone poles that used to be here, and that were now loaded onto the back of a trailer, had been taken down and the lines buried as part of a railroad beautification project.
I asked him if there was a park nearby, and he said that it was best accessed from the transfer station up the road.
I drove up there, thought better of parking at the dump, and did a circuitous roundabout U-turn through the Home Depot parking lot. Exiting, I illegally went straight through the intersection to go to the dump, and whoever was behind me nearly got T-boned.
Sorry 'bout that.
At the dump, it looked like I could either pay or bail out, so I did another U-turn in the dump entry road, and threw Right Wing Wacko out of the car, while I drove back to the starting point.
The guy who had been there earlier was gone, revealing a trailhead. Doh!
A quick stroll to the cache, which RWW had already found for us, stickered the log, and back to the car. That pond sure looks... um... like a pond next to a dump would be expected to look. Don't drink the water.
travisl found Singer Creek Cache (Traditional Cache)
(I posted the following to the forums, too, edited slightly to make sense here.)
It's disappointing that this one is disabled, but as a member of one of the groups that did trespass briefly on the driveway, it's tough not to do just that if you end up on the wrong side of the creek. We parked in the correct spot, mistakenly walked down to the lower field, and were looking for a way uphill to get to the cache location. From the lower field, the driveway looks no different than the paved path -- although it's not connected to the path -- and there were no signs visible from that approach indicating that it's private property. The house isn't visible from there either. We assumed that it was part of the park, and that the driveway mentioned in the forums and on the page was further away.
As soon as we realized we were on the driveway (within 15 seconds of stepping onto it, which was when the beagle started barking and the beagle's owner pointed out our mistake), we backtracked and approached from the upper field (which, from where we parked, wasn't the intuitive approach, and we were surprised that it even existed once we found it). As we got to within 50 feet of the cache area, we could see the driveway and ''private property'' signs, and the beagle began to bark again. We didn't approach the property boundary this time, and found the cache.
I'm sure if I was hunting this one myself, I'd have made the exact same mistake.
Disabling the cache may be a good idea. A better idea may be if the property owner places signage or other markings indicating the property boundary.
I suspect this isn't much different of a case than when a nearby homeowner was upset with the cars coming and going in their cul de sac, in spite of the fact that the public trail access to a public park was located next to their house. (I think this was the ''Elbow Room'' cache, but I'm not certain of it). Some folks don't like when we use public property next to their private property, especially if our presence sets their dogs into barking fits.
travisl found We Mean Business (Traditional Cache)
Good thing I parked when I did. If I'd continued on through the tunnel like I was about to, I've got no idea how I'd get back here. I was going to leave cards for other folks, but when I saw the envelope marked ''Portland Cache Machine'', I knew we could each take one. Classy; thanks.
Neat area. Too bad we didn't have time to sit and vegetate on sturgeon, nor perform surgery on vegetables.
travisl found I Hate Jocks (Traditional Cache)
This is the kind of cache that's perfect for cache machine events. A quick stroll through a little-known park with varying terrain and a cache at the end.
Even better, on the way back from the cache, my group of six took a wrong turn, and went about 100 feet down the wrong trail, before we all said ''I don't remember that blue building,'' backtracked, and chose the right path back to the car. This was the only cache of the two-day event where I switched over to my track log to make sure we were going the right way.
Thanks for this cool hunt. It was one of my favorites of the weekend.
travisl found The Wilds of West Linn (Traditional Cache)
Nice stroll, nice cache, nice shade.
travisl found Last Minute Cache (Traditional Cache)
Wow -- right on schedule, so it's a good time to hit the supplemental route to the PCM. This was the first one, and the southernmost point of the PCM. Good stuff.
travisl found TONY'S SUPERHERO CACHE (Traditional Cache)
I pulled into the parking lot, saw the fee notice, and was ready to drive out and skip this one, but other cachers pointed out that it should be a quick find among creek dwelling hotties, so I figured I'd take my chances that Oregon, like Washington, has a 15 minute bathroom break rule.
Started out looking too high, then too close to the creek. As with most caches this weekend, someone else found it, and I sticked the book. FWIW, I don't remember this book being full.
travisl found Cee Dee's (Traditional Cache)
This one took a little while to find. I kept looking at the wagon, because it kinda sorta matched the hint.
Someone else found it; I stickered the log.
travisl found ON THE WAY TO THE MALL#4 (Traditional Cache)
To get the cache hidden on this level, do the following:
L, U, L, U, R, L, U, D, L, jump, R, L, U, U, U.
See? Easy find.
travisl found ON THE WAY TO THE MALL #3 (Traditional Cache)
This cache was neat for a couple of reasons. First, from about a half mile away, I could almost drive in a straight line to the cache, just following the arrow.
Secondly, we got to freak a mundane. I don't know her name, so I'll call her Eugenia.
Eugenia's had a rough day working retail. She's making minimum wage, she had to get up early, and she's forced to work eight hours a day at the Clackamas Town Center. Besides, she lives in Portland, which is enough to drive anyone to drink.
Her one joy during the day is her 30 minute lunch break, where on a sunny day, she can walk out to the far corner of the parking lot, sit in a sunny spot undisturbed, and read a cheezy novel with a buxom babe and Jeremy Irish on the cover.
Today is her unlucky day.
Five minutes after she began her decompression, she looks over her left shoulder to see a blue Saturn with a geocaching sticker in the rear window parking nearby. Looking forward, two people from another vehicle are approaching her authoritatively, moving quickly as if they're on a mission.
''Excuse me, ma'am,'' says one of them. ''Do you mind if...''
Something inside of her has snapped. She cuts him off with a shrill scream, and runs back to the safety of the food court.
I think Eugenia was back in the mall before we found the cache. Neat hide.
travisl found ON THE WAY TO THE MALL (Traditional Cache)
Right Wing Wacko, YeOldeImposter, his three kids, and I got to the cache area, and we all knew instantly where it was. There was a muggle getting into his truck nearby, and keeping the kids from accessing the cache before the muggle left was like trying to carry water in a seive. You stop one kid, and the other one tries to get it out.
We managed, somehow, and just as we got the cache, another truck pulled up. Fortunately, it was Kfam, who had made this his first stop of the day.
Stickered the log, said Hi and Bye to Kfam, and headed off to another way to the mall.
travisl found Frogs and Fun (Traditional Cache)
My wife, Dragonfli, is a preschool teacher. In her classroom (well, in our house during the summer), is a tank containing moss, dirt, a water dish, a ceramic mushroom, and Mr. Toad. Mr. Toad eats crickets, and he apparently is none too bright, because we've been warned repeatedly that his crickets shouldn't be too big, because he'll choke and die on them.
Stupid toad.
He's the second toad, because the first one decided to stay on his heating stone for too long, and fried himself into a Toad Krispie.
Stupid toad.
A few weeks ago, my daughter and I found a toad in our front yard, hanging around the handle to a sprinkler. She caught him, stuffed him in a small cage, and stuck this cage into Mr. Toad's aquarium. I bet he won't last the month.
Stupid toads.
This cache was cool, though. Nice frog.
travisl found An Oak Grove RV Park II (Traditional Cache)
Wow. I'd been downplaying this stop, because I figured this might be a couple of carrot sticks, maybe a cooler of water, and some dry bread.
Wow. PB&J sandwiches (my favorite, although I don't have it nearly enough), cookies, veggies, candy, napkins, and a CapriSun. I haven't had a CapriSun in ages, and made a fool of myself by jabbing the straw all the way through the bag, instead of down into the bag. Of course, the four kids sitting around me knew exactly how to extract the liquid refreshment.
One advantage to this mangling of the pouch -- the bag doesn't turn into a bellows.
Oh, and the cache was right there, too, so I tossed my sticker in the log book.
Thanks SO much, for this way-greater-than-expected lunch stop.
travisl found Tiger Cache (Traditional Cache)
I was tempted to drive all the way to the cache, but I'm not to confident in my backing-up skills, so I parked at the Y and walked in. Other cachers were already there, so I handed in my sticker and jogged back to the car. I tried to back into another cacher on the way out, but YeOldeImposter in his Insurance Cruiser stopped me in time.
How do you expect to sell insurance if you prevent accidents? And if I buy your insurance, do you accept million dollar bills?
travisl couldn't find Return to Elk Rock Island (BONUS) (Traditional Cache)
Muahh hah hahhh... the evil DNF curse of TravisL strikes again.
Searched and searched and searched. Thank goodness this wasn't hidden in the desert out there, or we'd be dealing with cases of heat stroke.
travisl found Return to Elk Rock Island (Traditional Cache)
''Welcome to Milwaukie's beautiful Spring Park. Hope you walked, or we'll tow your butt.''
Yeah, once we found the trailhead, parking was, well, non-existent, but that's never slowed down the great moving violation that is a cache machine before. I parked in a questionable spot, walked past a bunch of vehicles parked between ''no parking'' arrows, and followed the hordes down the trail. We found this one, then the Red Sea parted and we followed Moses across the desert to the first waypoint for the bonus cache.
When I got back to the car, two police cars were blocking both lanes of Sparrow Street. I hopped in my car, ready to make a quick getaway in case the tow truck showed up. It never did, and I followed one of the cops out of there to go the wrong way to the next cache.
Are U-turns at intersections legal in Portland?
travisl found J.C. Pennies (Traditional Cache)
Well, I picked the right side of the fence, after scaring the bejeebees out of some ducklings, and threatened to force the other dozen cachers to come around the fence as well, but in the end, we handed it back and forth.
Surprisingly, nobody fell into the creek. Too bad -- that would have been amusing.
travisl found Ardy (Traditional Cache)
Kids are good to have around. They scare away pigeons. They make entertaining faces when they try to eat lutefisk. And they're low to the ground, so they can find caches like this easily.
One of the PCM kids found this one. Thank.
travisl found W.T. Stickers (Traditional Cache)
That's one herking huge w.t. I'm surprised that it's not blocked off by a fence to prevent some Osama wannabe from duct taping a rabid cat to one of the legs.
travisl found Whole Grain Cache (Traditional Cache)
Whole Grain... hmmm... Right Wing Wacko and I, neither of whom have read the cache page, are debating what the cache will be like as we motor our way to the area. Shaped like a loaf of bread? In the middle of a wheat field?
Pretty close. I climbed down to get the cache, but someone else grabbed it before I got there. Handed them a sticker and went back to the car. It's getting warm out now.
travisl found M.P. Coin Exchange (Traditional Cache)
The group I was with found the cache, and having read the cache page, we attempted to swap out a coin for the one that was in there.
Suddenly, a piece of the cache container popped off and went flying a good ten feet away. The cache didn't have a log, so I just made a mental note of what the container was, and headed back to the car, while the others attempted to reassemble it.
travisl found Lapel Pin Exchange (Traditional Cache)
Ran from the car to the cache.
Stickered it, and ran back.
Why do I have so much energy this morning? Must've been the Snapple.
travisl found The Nikita Cache (Traditional Cache)
Gee, this hiding spot seems familiar. Didn't I see one like this earlier this morning?
travisl found Sparky (Traditional Cache)
Strange place for a cache, although the container's created. Not the kind of place I'd say ''thanks for showing me this neat spot,'' but I will say ''thanks for the neat cache.''
travisl couldn't find Liquid Sunshine (Unknown (Mystery) Cache)
Water from the San Francisco Bay area.
Cacher-as-plug from eastern Washington.
Me, from Tacoma.
Cache, broken.
DNF, from geocaching.com.
travisl found P.M.G. Token Exchange (Traditional Cache)
We were a few minutes behind the main part of the group, but apparently far enough behind them that the park gate was opened by the time we got there. A quick and easy find.
travisl found Holly Ridge (Traditional Cache)
The gate was open, so I was able to drive all the way up to the top, where some guy had his trailer set up and an antenna spread all the way across the field, about 50 feet up, in a misguided attempt to contact the alien from Alpha Centauri who endorsed George Bush in the 2000 elections. At least, I think that's who he was talking to.
I grabbed a sheet of aluminum foil out of the trunk and built myself an impromptu hat, so that neither the alien nor the guy in the trailer would read my thoughts. This probably also interfered with my GPS signal, or my brain's processing of the signal, because I took a trek into the woods, back out of the woods, and back into the woods, before someone else found it.
Stickered the log, zig zagged back to the car (in case the aliens were trying to track me visually), and shot out of there like a bat out of Russ Davis' hands.
travisl found Phaedra (Traditional Cache)
Climb up a slick ivy covered hill, or hike up a huge set of stairs and another half mile round trip? Blanked if I do, and blanked if I don't. So I took the long way, because I figured I was less likely to end up at Portland General Hospital if I went that way.
Went that way. Looked for quite a while. Finally, someone else found it a good 60 feet from where I'd been looking. Never saw the rock pile until the way out.
travisl found Berry Dale Cache (Traditional Cache)
It's geocachers posing as muggles posing as geocachers posing as muggles! While the rest of my group distracted the mugglecachers, I, covertly disguised in my ''Muggle'' t-shirt, grabbed the cache, but was quickly caught, and suffered the wrath of The Wizard, who convinced me to sign the logbook and re-hide it.
travisl found The Micro Park (Traditional Cache)
I drove up.
I parked.
I turned off the ignition.
I grabbed my GPS and a sticker.
I got out of the car.
By now, my passenger had already gotten out of the car, found the cache, and was waiting for me to hand him my sticker so we could move on to the next one.
What a day.
travisl found Larry's Lincoln Log Cache (Traditional Cache)
With the young Imposters running around, there was no chance for me to find it before they did. Thanks for the hunt.
travisl couldn't find A Dicey Hunt (Unknown (Mystery) Cache)
I think I've got the coordinates (obscure, but simple), and they're in a good spot for a cache (a spot I've thought to myself ''there should be a cache back there''), but after 35 minutes of searching, it was time to give up and go back to work.
I built a little rock pile, both to show the next seeker where I was searching, or to aggravate the next seeker who thinks ''that's an unusual pile of rocks -- the cache must be there.''
I wasn't sure if this was a micro or a regular (I didn't print out the cache page), but now that I see it's a micro, there's one more spot I want to give further examination, although my GPS said I was 45 feet away at the time.
(There's another parking space that's a lot closer, if you don't mind increasing the terrain rating by half a star.)
