Mending Wall Traditional Geocache
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A nano in the woods :-) Enter Rittenhouse Park from West Chestnut Hill Road which borders it to the south. No bushwacking is necessary for this cache.
What!? Thermopunk has placed a nano in the woods!? Did you hear!? Well that's the news on the street and you've heard correctly. This is a nano in the woods. The bad news, groundspeak describes these containers as "blinkin small". The good news, most seasoned cachers know exactly the type of container I'm talking about. It's small, metal, and magnetic. Don't worry, its out in some pretty open space. In fact, its hidden in plain sight. Yup, you really don't need to do that much log rollin' or reaching your hands into all sorts of forsaken places. Just pick it up. There is a first to find prize, but obviously I couldn't hide it in the container. It is an unactivated travel bug hidden nearby and the coordinates are listed in the log book. The hint is a suggestion.
As for the cache name...
Nearby this cache there is a wall. It's a really cool wall to climb on and around, so long as you don't fall in. As an adventure into the arts, my favorite poem:
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun,
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.
The work of hunters is another thing:
I have come after them and made repair
Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,
No one has seen them made or heard them made,
But at spring mending-time we find them there.
I let my neighbor know beyond the hill;
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:
'Stay where you are until our backs are turned!'
We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
Oh, just another kind of out-door game,
One on a side. It comes to little more:
There where it is we do not need the wall:
He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, 'Good fences make good neighbors'.
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
'Why do they make good neighbors? Isn't it
Where there are cows?
But here there are no cows.
Before I built a wall I'd ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offence.
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That wants it down.' I could say 'Elves' to him,
But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather
He said it for himself. I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.
He moves in darkness as it seems to me~
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.
He will not go behind his father's saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, "Good fences make good neighbors."
--Mending Wall, Robert Frost
Additional Hints
(Decrypt)
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