Hunting BEAVERs and Lost Ruins

Today's Geocache


    Hi, Skypath!

    As Rich noted, I did see your cache listed on the site late last night. Rich had already gone to bed so there wasn’t much sense in alerting him till morning. Early this morning we connected by e-mail, quickly agreed on a plan, and I was at his house without delay. (I was even a little quicker than R had expected, I believe!) When we arrived at the suggested parking area no other vehicles were in sight, but we realized we were certainly late enough that another geocacher might have found the cache already and left. Seeing the cache almost in plain sight as we approached the coordinates contributed to that sinking feeling. But no … we opened the container to find the contents neatly packed and a logbook still waiting for its first entry! I guess the Poconos area is known for rather bizarre souvenirs—or maybe all “souvenirs” are bizarre? Anyhow, the cache was filled with unusual items from a marshmallow shooter (Caution: Use Only Miniature Marshmallows!) to squished pennies to a glitter-coated rock (that was more Lionel Richie’s style). I decided on one of the pennies and left in its place a pink fluorescent rat that supposedly glows under blacklight. After taking a few photos and while I was writing in the logbook, we heard someone walking toward us from the direction of the brook. Great, I thought, just what we need—to be harassed by the locals. Upon hearing a command to “Abigail”, though, I relaxed. It was only another geocaching team, Buzz_Lightfoot and his trusty Golden, Abby. The humans chatted for a while as Abby, eager to find the cache herself, danced around us. After posing for a few more photos, Rich and I headed off in pursuit of further adventures. Thanks for a fine start to a gorgeous, sunny, fun-filled November Sunday!

    Zhanna

    PS Yes, Buzz, you were first to log on the site. But we had a full day of benchmark hunting planned … not to mention, we live much more than 7.71 miles away! icon_smile_evilicon_smile_tongueicon_smile_evil

    Howdy, Skypath! I didn’t see your cache listing until I woke up this morning at 6:30. Zhanna had seen it last night and I’m sure if I’d known about it then we would have planned a much earlier start today. As is was, though, Zhanna got to my place around 8:10 and we were on the road by 8:20. Locating the cache was sort of anti-climactic because as we were approaching the site it was easy to discern a small portion of the container from within its hiding spot a few feet away. In spite of the early hour we both felt mildly suspicious that we were too late for the First Find, but upon opening the logbook and seeing those blank pages meant that no one was here yet. Whooeee! Chalk up another one! I was in the midst of checking out the cache contents and Zhanna was just beginning to sign the logbook when we heard crunching leaves in the direction of the stream and suddenly realized that we were not alone any longer. Then we recognized that familiar refrain: “Abigail, settle down!” and knew who it was. Buzz_Lightfoot and his cache-dog Abby. After a long chat, during which we completed of our cache trading and logbook duties (I took nothing, but left two of my Geocaching magnets, a unique handmade cyclist’s keyring, and the “Lionel Richie” Travel Bug), we headed back to the car with intentions of spending the rest of the day in search of benchmarks along Rt. 402. The weather was gorgeous for this part of November—sunny, cool, with a light breeze—and we didn’t want to waste a single minute of these rare, late Fall conditions. Thanks for a fine little trek in the Delaware State Forest. ~Rich in NEPA~


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