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Such Stuff As Dreams Are Made On - Bonus Mystery Cache

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Hidden : 11/21/2006
Difficulty:
2.5 out of 5
Terrain:
2.5 out of 5

Size: Size:   regular (regular)

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Such Stuff As Dreams Are Made On...

Coordinates above are bogus!


Such Stuff As Dreams Are Made On...
The Bonus Cache.

A famous line, often misquoted, taken from Shakespeare's 'The Tempest'. It is part of a speech spoken by Prospero to Ferdinand just before he marries Miranda, Prospero's daughter.

The above coordinates are false, to find this Bonus cache you'll first have to find the redirector cache, GCZE3T, and solve the puzzle you'll find inside it. There's one for everyone - take it home and solve it at your leisure!

The bonus is hidden in the greenbelt - but in an area that is less well visited, there are few trails in this area so some minor bushwhacking is required. If it happens to have rained recently there is a nice creek near to the cache but you won't need to cross it.

Trailhead and parking at: N30° 14.498' W97° 47.984'

Please replace the container as you found it and make sure you close it securely.

This cache series is based on Prosperos' speech from Shakespeare's 'The Tempest' spoken to Ferdinand, Act IV Scene I

 

You do look, my son, in a moved sort,
As if you were dismayed. Be cheerful, sir.
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air.
And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself—
Yea, all which it inherit—shall dissolve,
And like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.
Sir, I am vexed.
Bear with my weakness. My old brain is troubled.
Be not disturbed with my infirmity.
If you be pleased, retire into my cell
And there repose. A turn or two I’ll walk
To still my beating mind.


Enjoy the puzzle, and don't get shipwrecked!

Hope you enjoy the cache!

Congratulations to BandA on the FTF!

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