So you say you've had enough of those family friendly. smooth mowed trails, 200 feet from the car, caches. You say if you find one more rubbermaid container in a stump you'll scream. You say you've become out of touch with your animal instinct to jump into the brush and disappear. Well then step right up, have we got the cache for you. No trails, no paths, no easy backdoor access, no quick in and out score. You may get scratched, pricked, torn or shredded. Can you sneak thru like a deer, crawl under like a snake, jump over like a fox, crash thru like a bull? Take the challenge and find out. The cache itself is a standard ammo box hidden in a classic location. The difficulty is in the journey, not in the find. Signing the logbook in blood is optional.
