Darn that was a painful hunt

Sazy and I decided to go hunting. We decided to start off with our newest nemesis. The cache at the bridge.



We have laid on our bellies and wandered onto a busy street looking for this thing. We were getting frustrated. However we now had a clue from the owner. It took us about 10 minutes and I have to admit we were a little pissed off! It was not a container at all. It was just one of those stick on magnets. We had been looking for a container the whole time UGH!!. We were disappointed.
But we were caching FINALLY!!
Due to the police blocking off a road we ended up on a little side trip. It was on this side trip that we got rear ended. One moment we are in stop and go traffic the next minute our heads are whipped back smashing into the seat rest. CRAP! This is so not what I needed.

I get out of the car to see what kind of damage is done to my Blazer. (Which I am now positive is a rear end magnent! This makes 6) After I check to make sure my buddy is ok I turn around and look at the car behind me. Holy freaking cow the thing was smashed. The front end was crumpled. Water was dripping. The light was crooked. It was a mess. I didn't even get a chance to look at my car when the woman got out of hers.

She looked terrified. I quickly asked her if she was ok. She started talking about being ok and that she couldn't believe it. She shouldn't have left the house. Since she seemed ok I turned and looked at my poor bumper.

Little thing here before we continue. I have been rear ended 6 times in this blazer. No damage except this time. All the other cars including the guy who hit me and drove away without stopping have had extensive damage. Good little bumper on that Blazer!

My bumper was pretty well scraped up. Enough that this time I needed to get it fixed. Around this time the lady who hit me starts begging me not to call the cops. A woman comes out of her house and tells me that I have to. I figured I did because there was so much damage. The woman who hit me Kimberly starts to freak out a bit. Please don't Please don't. Of course this makes me pretty damn sure that I have to. So I do.

It takes about 15 minutes for the cops to get there. The whole time she is freaking out. In between begging me to just leave right now and me trying to get her information I am beginning to get a little wierded out. Then she asks me if I can follow her home after the cops leave. Now I am a big old softy and I feel bad for her because her car is just plain screwed so I say yes. I have Saz with me so I am not alone.

Then the story starts. How she is on her way to meet a friend whose mother is in the hospital. Can we give her a ride there too? How her mother just died in her front room and her sister from Virginia is sueing her for half the house. How she just lost her job. All in all I am getting more and more uncomfortable. Finally the cop arrives.

He asks me if I want a report. I look at our cars and say ummm yes. So he takes our information and walks back to the car to fill out the report. This is when I find out that my stupid insurance card is at my house instead of in the car UGH so I get a ticket that he tells me will be easy to fix. It will cost me ten bucks. OK I can deal. But still.. grrrrr. My fault.. must remember it is my fault for not putting it in the stupid car when I got it. Sigh.

Anyway, she ended up getting a ticket too. What for I am not sure.

After much looking to see if her car was drivable for a few miles the cop says yes. She is so thrilled. I just kept looking at the car thinking there is no way in hell I would drive that!

Whenthe cop was done she asked again if I would follow her home. I said yes. At this point the cop looks at me and asks me if I am actually going to follow her. He looked at me like I was crazy. I guess it seemed crazy that some random woman hits my car, gets me a ticket and I am going to follow her home. But I do. When she pulls up into her driveway Saz and I wave and begin to start to leave.

This woman starts running and begging us please stop. So I do. (seeing a pattern of idiot here for me?) Please take me to the hospital. I look at Saz and she looks at me and both of us give a giant sigh and say come on. She gets in the car and proceeds to talk our ear off. Seriously. As we got closer to the hospital she starts telling us another story about how someone rear ended her and she got out of her car to kick her ass. That is when she seemed to become agitated. Things got pretty blunt from her mouth then. Saz and I looked at each other like Oh Oh.

We pulled up in front of the hospital thanking God that this woman was finally going to leave the car. It took her a good ten minutes of talking, cussing and inviting us to a bbq where we could talk about old times before she got out. I swear we couldn't drive away fast enough.

We were silent until we got onto an actual street and then we started to laugh in relief I think.

Un freaking Real

We never did find the next cache. I think we were a little stunned.

YAY the rain is gone

After what seems like months and months the rain is gone. This means it is back to caching. We can't wait.
Look for posts soon

Our first Winter hunt

We needed a new nemesis, one of those you lay in bed thinking about, so we went and got one. A four star blankety blank that apparently isn't anything I can touch or see, cause I swear I touched everything. One where you end up with filthy hands from probing every nook and cranny and dirty clothes from laying on the ground in a tantrum. Well, not a tantrum, not yet. It was only our first attempt. Laying on a dirty bridge, yes, reaching as far under the bridge as we could, hoping the trolls don't bite, fending off helpful passersby, hoping they don't call the cops to report escaped mental patients or druggies searching for their stash. This hide has been described as evil, mean, and dangerous. Perfect! I wonder how many tries this one will take?

We found several of the commonly seen types. Teeny magnets under park benches, keyholders stuck to this and that, under pole caps, hanging in trees, at the end of a "geotrail" that many caching shoes have pressed into the long green grasses. We need these as much as a nemesis. It's no fun if you don't find anything but new ways to curse your fellow geocachers. There was one really cute one stuffed into a large snail's shell. It was cold all day long, too. We had a frost advisory the night before so I wasn't surprised to have a chilly morning. I kept thinking it would warm up, but even though the sun was out all day, it never seemed to warm up a smidge. By the time we made each find and got back to the car my middle was chilly and my fingers were frigid. This was our first winter hunt. BRRR!

Hello finally got her dim sum lunch. I never had that so she made the choices and I tried them all. Most of them I really liked. Even the ones that didn't rock my world weren't icky. I'd like to try some of the other stuff I saw. There were so many different things, it might take 10 visits to try them all. However, I'm not eating a chicken foot, Hello, so just go ahead and take that into your heart. Nor the really slimey stuff, the stuff that would make slime go, "EW! SLIME!" I'll ask for a fork next time, too, since I sent some of the food flying and spasticly knocked over my Coke while wrangling my chopsticks. Despite that challenge, I was absolutely stuffed when we finished.
We took a leisurely looksee in an aquarium shop on the way back to the car. They had the most adorable little green turtles, no bigger than a half dollar. And a weird thing with a sucker on his head that I thought was icky and Hello wanted to pet. That's typical of us. Pretty little nemo fish, a cool stingray, some strange large silver fish with an indescribable expression on it's face that reminded me of an uncle. It was a pretty cool fish, like a shiny silver dinner plate with a loooooooooooong face.
We stopped for coffee and saw a rabbit-eared dog. We loitered outside a small playground, making parents nervous, waiting for them to take their children in out of the cold, which they didn't, so we just went ahead and dug through the bushes anyway and took the looks and questions. We loitered around a train station, waiting for the train to leave with it's fantastically tattooed and hard staring engineer before we began to peer under and over power boxes and climb atop fences.
All micros all day long, so at the last we went in search of a regular sized cache so we could drop off some travel bugs who needed to move on. I was about to climb down a creek bank to look under a bridge, looking it over first, like I do, considering the odds of a broken arm or snake attack, and I saw a huge gigantic spider! It was a monster, right where I planned to step on my way down, HUGE, maybe possessed of poisonous and blood dripping fangs.....no wait. It's plastic. Yeah, the cache is under the bridge. So we dropped in our bugs and stuffed a bunch of fun little toys in it as well, left the spider where he sat, and about called it a day.

The things we do for a smilie

During our last hunt we ended up searching for a cache that was located in a childrens park. If you were unable to get the cache due to children (there were a million of them!) you could take a certain picture in order to claim the find.

So here is that picture lol
I SWEAR TO YOU SAZ YOU DO THE NEXT ONE OF THESE!

Two Weekends Two Hides Part two

After moving the cache to the back of the sign in our middle finger move we decided it was time to go caching some more.

We started off close to home at a park I could have sworn there were no caches in. Reading the description it said the cache was magnetic. So that of course sends your mind and eyes looking for metal right? Well we learned a lesson on this cache. Just because the description says magnetic the cache may not be stuck to metal. After walking around a light pole for a few minutes and probably looking like crazy women we found the darn thing in a tree. *rolls eyes

The log was completely full. So we wrote as small as possible to sign.

Now can I just throw a complaint out here. These tiny tiny logs that are smaller then the tip of a pen are a pain in the rear end. You try to sign as small as possible but sheesh!

The next cache we set off for said it was in plain sight to a geocacher but a muggle wouldn't see it. So we end up at this pretty little bridge and proceed to look for something in plain sight. Of course we don't see anything. So we start looking like the geocachers we are. And we find it.

How anyone can say that a cache hid under a bridge is in plain sight I am not sure.

We hopped in the car and went for the next one. So there we are standing on a sidewalk looking around for something we should be able to see since we are not suppose to step off the sidewalk and of course we see nothing. This in case you were wondering is a cactus hide. Originally it was not in a cactus but over time the cactus grew. Plants do that you know... Something to remember when placing hides lol. We spent WAY longer looking for this thing then we should have.
You would laugh at Saz and I. We just have not got stealthy down at all. Here we are on the sidewalk trying to move prickly plants around and here comes a muggle. So what do we do in our attempt to look like we are doing nothing? We sit down on the sidewalk. OK two random women sitting on the sidewalk is perfectly normal right. *rolls eyes again

We did end up finding a great camoed hide. Of course the top was no longer connected to the box. We left a note saying this and I noticed a few other notes saying the same thing. That is to bad it is a good camo job.

We hop back in the car and drive to this cute little random park. Isn't it great how geocaching shows us all of these little out of the way places!
We get out and start looking for a "easy micro"
Right! We search and search and search. Nothing. Not even a wiff. Is there a clue? Nope. More searching. Did I mention that we had to tromp through freaking ivy to do this search? We hate ivy!!

Needless to say this was our first DNF of the day. Sigh. And on an "easy micro" UGH

After a short drive we came to our next cache location. What a cute park! We started to walk into it and watched so many cute little squirrels playing in the middle of the field. There were tons and tons of them. So of course I have to go try to see if one will come up to me. There was this bushy black one that was way to cute.
Suddenly a totally camoed cat leaps up and runs away.
Saz and I saved the squirrels today!! LMAO!!!
We did end up finding a camoed cache too. But I think the fun for us was walking through the field with tons of squirrels.

Our next search had a mystery involved. It talked about a lady. Here let me get you the search page....

After finding the cache, look for the Lady. I see her as I drive to the freeway and wonder why she is there. From the cache site you can ponder her existence. Feel free to tell us in your log why you think she is there or what purpose she is serving. I placed the cache across the street from her so that we don’t bother the nearby business.

After searching in circles... we seem to be doing that lately lol... we found a great cache. This sucker was in plain sight. Seriously. This cache was right there in the open but your eyes would just pass over it. We were amazed at the almost perfect camo job on this one.
Here is the story I came up with about the lady lol
So once there was a woman named Ann. She lived back in the days when there were no asphalt roads only dirt. Her fiance was to meet her at this very spot in a stagecoach. Ann waited patiently all that day. But he never showed. Ann being in love and patient and understanding that stagecoaches cannot be hurried if they have a broken axle or something like that came out every day for the week after he was to arrive. He never came. Ann became increasingly worried and continued to come out every day at the same time. Months would go by before word came that her fiance had died in a accident in route to her. Ann continued to come and wait every day after the news much to the dismay of her family. She refused to eat and after a month or so died herself.
This is a tribute to her love.
(totally made up but what I saw when I saw the lady lol)

By now it is getting dark. DARN these short days!! Totally messing with our geocaching mojo.

We decide to go look again for a micro we had previously DNF on. We knew exactly where it was suppose to be but couldn't find it the last time. This time however we had it within 2 minutes. We walked over and watched the dogs playing in the dog park and called it a day.

ARGH moving one of the hides

We placed this really neat cache in an alley in town. There are high fenced yards on either side with power lines above. It's a utility type space. The bigger ones are filled with nice grass and trees for park use. This one is small, a walkway really from one neighborhood to the next. It has no trespassing signs but I'm sure it gets regular foot traffic. There is a bus stop at one end and a grassy park at the other. I think these signs have more to do with limiting liability than keeping people from walking through. We hid a cache in there just beyond this sign:


One cacher bitched about it being in a no trespass area. Others said it was fine anyway and most didn't even mention it. It's up to the searcher to decide if they want to go in after a cache anyway. If you don't feel comfortable, you don't go. Everyone is responsible for him or her self. Well this one nagging guy wouldn't let it go. So we agreed to move it. What do you suppose he thinks about it now?

Here are the caches we hid. CLICK pictures to see full view

I can't get the stupid pictures to post the whole thing. Click on them to see the whole view