Squid Whistle Traditional Cache

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Hidden : 12/29/2007
Difficulty:
2 out of 5
Terrain:
2.5 out of 5

Size: Size: regular (regular)

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Squid Whistle

When I was in college, I decided that I wanted to learn to scuba dive, to swim with the fishes and see the things I always saw when I was a kid watching all those cool Jacques Cousteau TV shows. It was always amazing to me of all the colors on those fishes. So I decided to go on vacation for two weeks and I was going to get certified. So I packed up the Pacer Wagon and headed to Florida to swim with the dolphins. When I got there and was ready to get my certification, my Aunt Matilda suggested to take a survival course before hand as they had sharks and alligators and other deep sea nasties. She even took the liberty and signed me up with this old friend of a friend of a friend of hers that ran a survival school. It was a week long course but after I was through, I was ready for anything. I have many stories from that week but let me share with you just one for now.

On the third day, Zebster ( I swear that was his name and he loved being called The Zebster, plus he had a cool pegleg but would never discuss what had caused it.) took me on his boat and after making me strap into this ancient and smelly life jacket that looked like it was the only survivor from the Poseidon Adventure and belted his own survival kit around my waist, he grabbed my leg and quickly sliced it with his knife. Before I could say anything he shoved me overboard. So here I was slightly disoriented with blood coming from my open wound and bobbing like a cork in this ancient life jacket and his survival kit bumping into my legs. He yelled at me that I was in an accident and my boat sunk, taking all the friends aboard down to the bottom (were he added later in life you would be investigated for murdering your friends and stoled their jewelry and was using this as a coverup. It was at this time I was starting to wonder about The Ole Zebster). That is also when I noticed the shark swimming below me. Oh did I say shark, how about JAWS as this thing was well over 35 feet long and seemed to be interested in me.



At this time my survival instinct took over and I was trying to remember everything that was told to me. I pulled the survival kit up as the Shark bumped into my side and dove down again. Man I was already turning the water yellow along with red. I found a can of shark repellant, a whistle, a bottle of clear but very smelly liquid, and the Lord's Prayer on a laminated card. I was just about to open the shark repellant when I heard Zebster (Okay, The Zebster) said don't use it, it was a test. The shark repellant would get in your cut and infect it and after a week they would have to amputate your leg no matter what they did (Now I am really worried about my guide as it was explaining a lot about him). He said pull the bottle of clear liquid out of the kit and pour it on me and then get the whistle and blow it. I was looking at him in amazement like I was in some surreal dream and said what. He yelled trust me. So I opened the bottle and doused my head with the smelly nasty liquid and blew the whistle. No sound came out. By now the shark was really interested in me and was swimming by very close and making circles around me. Great, I am going to end up as shark poo.



I yelled at The Zebster in a slightly more panicked voice when I told him there was no sound. He said there was but really high pitched, much higher thean a dogs. I then was asking what type of whistle was it and that was when he said it was a squid whistle. Now looking back it makes sense, you see the liquid I poured on my head was the phermone of the giant sea squid and the whistle simulated the call of a squid in love. It didn't take long as the shark was now charging me with his mouth open when this giant sea squid came flying up from the murky depths of the ocean and attacked the shark, ripping it to shreds. I was saved by a love strucked squid. Lets say I quickly swam back to the boat and got out of the water. What would be worse, eaten by a shark or fending of an amourous sea squid? I didn't want to find out. That is why today I don't eat fish or Kalamari. And no, I never got my scuba certification.



You are looking for a 30 caliber ammo can done up in a Darkmoon Stealth Paintjob and filled with all sorts of goodies any ocean loving adventurer would want. Okay land lubbers will want too. And yes this is a Darkmoon cache so you know that there is going to be thorns, poison ivy, briars and angry animals. Heck lets add even more thorns, I feel so generous. And watch out for the puple egg sacs of the deadly brain parasites. Come on, don't act surprised. So enjoy the cache and hunt and as always have fun or I just might show up at your work and tell them I am your cousin that just got released from the mental institute and you promised me a job!

Darkmoon

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