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Such Stuff As Dreams Are Made
On...
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.
This cache is easy
to find and when you open it you'll find a stack of puzzles inside
along with the other swag. Please take one.
Each puzzle
consists of a piece of paper scored and cut so that it folds along
vertical and horizontal lines. You have to fold it so that you get
the picture shown here, with all parts of the image the right way
up and in view:
Once you have this
picture, turn the puzzle over and you'll see 6 numbers on the back,
shown here as letters; ABC in one row and DEF below.
Those six numbers
are the last three digits of the latitude and longitude you need to
complete the bonus cache coordinates:
N 30°
14.ABC W 97° 47.DEF.
There's only one
solution, if you can see the complete picture then you've found
it!
There's a puzzle
for every finder - take it home and solve it at your
leisure...
This cache is
hidden in the greenbelt near to the popular entry point of Loop 360
with a small parking lot, keep to the main trail until you get
close. Minor bushwhacking is only required for the last
40ft.
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!
If you get really stuck you can download a solution to the
puzzle as a pdf file to print out:
Click HERE for pdf of
solution
Congratulations to HortonK on the
FTF! |