Yes, it's frustrating.
You came all this way to log "The Great White Adventure" ... and
when you got here, you realized you left the rowboat in your other
backpack. Or perhaps you MEANT to bring Reed Richards along today,
but he bailed at the last minute. (That whole "Doctor Doom is on
the rampage again" excuse is getting kind of old, don'tcha
think?)
In any case, it's over there. And you're over
here.
Well turn that frown upside down! There's a little something
nearby to help justify your long trek into this godforsaken
mudhole pristine wilderness.
It's a shiny new decon container, with lots of spiffy trade
items!
Don't you feel better already?
There are times of the year when this cache may
not be accessible due to flooding, mud, tornadoes, locusts, or
other natural disasters. And you probably won't be able to drive
all the way back here in your Cooper Mini, so use good judgement
and at least TRY not to get stuck. Oh, and did you know there was a
Bigfoot sighting less than a mile from here? SRSLY!
It's on the internet, so you KNOW it's true!
