My wife and I decided last minute to do a lunch hour cache hunt, so we set off for WashOut! to get close. Not realizing that I had WashOut!'s coordinates in my GPSr, but not Magneto's, we started our search for WashOut amid a few sprinkles. As the rain, thunder and lightning intensified, we scrambled back to the truck, ready to give up. But the rain let up, and Magneto's paperwork was in the truck, so I programmed his location. Now, if I had only thought to go to the bathroom before we left the house...
This was an unbelievably good hide! My receiver told me that I was within ONE FOOT of him but I couldn't find him. I told my wife what a bummer it would be to get struck by lightning while out here.
Finally, Magneto's ride appeared the fourth time we manipulated his cover. We snagged him (and his ride) and high-tailed it out of there. No sense waiting around to get caught in a flash flood.
The poor guy has been without human contact for eight months. We'll feed him well, make sure his vaccinations are up-to-date and send him on his way.