While searching for this cache with Ole, I was certain that I dropped (lost) a Unite for Dibetes TB at the cache site. After checking every pocket, pouch, bag, shoe, sock & cap that I had, it was obvious that it was between the street and the GZ. So I hiked back to recover my tracks and make a search for the missing TB. Spending over 30 minutes on my knees and sweeping leaves to one side to keep the search orderly resulted in no TB's but lots of old rusty bed springs and a couple of 9mm bullets. So I stopped the search before cruddy luck had me finding Jimmy Hoffa or something worse!
My record on losing TB's hasn't been the best starting with an episode in 2007 in Southern Utah where I came up 3 TB's short. (I'm still sick about that!) Since then I've had a whole new process for handling TB's and it's worked good until yesterday and being so mad at myself I was determined to find it. Plus, I didn't want to deal with the harassment of the local Cachers for losing yet another TB! Convinced that it was sitting at the GZ after doing yet another search through my vehicle, I contacted a friend with a metal detector (that I sold to him last year) and asked to borrow it. During my lunch hour I met him, grabbed the detector and headed out to the site for another search. I'm happy to report that it only took about 3 minutes in the GZ to find the target! Whew!!!!
I dipped the TB here for the mileage and for the story but it's going with me for another mile or two. It's chained around my neck so it won't get 'misplaced' again!