"You're traveling through another
dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind; a
journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of
imagination. That's the signpost up ahead - your next stop, the
Twilight Zone!"
...
Imagine this, if you will... You are at
the controls of your airplane. You are on a dual mission of
transporting passengers including a mental patient and scouting
bike routes for geocaches on the Central California coast. And
then, this...
Nightmare at 20,000
Feet
"Portrait of a frightened man: Mr. James
T. Geocacher (no relation to el Jim), thirty-seven, husband,
father, former Starship Captain, FTF Phreak, and cheap hairpiece
salesman on sick leave. Mr. Geocacher has just been discharged from
an insane asylum where he spent the last six months recovering from
a nervous breakdown, the onset of which took place on an evening
not dissimilar to this one, on an airplane very much like the one
in which Mr. Geocacher is about to be flown home - the difference
being that, on that evening half a year ago, Mr. Geocacher's flight
was terminated by the onslaught of his mental breakdown. Tonight,
he's traveling all the way to his appointed destination which,
contrary to Mr. Geocacher's plans, happens to be in the darkest
corner of the Twilight Zone."
Watch this episode of Twilight Zone on YouTube.
The Cache
When you search the posted coordinates
using your computer and your favorite satellite imaging software
you will find the area is similar to the photograph
above.
When you physically arrive at the posted
location you may not be able to find the subject airplane. Not
everyone can see it. Remember, this is The Twilight
Zone.
The only thing reliably left intact from
the encounter with the Twilight Zone was an airplane ignition
component.
The posted coordinates will take you to a
point on the bike trail.
Credits:
Cache container - BirdmanATW
Airplane - Who Knows ?
Geocaching Pen or Pencil - You (BYO)
First to Find - Mimring
Congratulations!
Mimring
FTF!
"... Realigning himself he moves toward the final destination;
as the distance diminishes, the birds cease to sing; the dog starts
to whine. 500ft, 400ft and then nothing. The GPS goes blank. In a
wide open space it says 'no signal'. The Marina
Triangle."
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