Some times the best laid plans go awry. The plan for this hide ran askew from the start with a mark taken on site. Though the magic of time and byte loss it mysteriously moved nearly a mile.
Being a product of the "ME Generation" I am in no way taking responsibility for these errors and will blame Cache Pixies, Coordinate Gremlins and a complete lack of a good cup coffee in the immediate neighborhood.
Along with these scapegoats:
I Blame Kitch
In order of penance and retribution I hereby place this cache. After three tries, a good solid placement
Be careful. There was a lot of broken glass and pottery near the hide. Wear shoes, duh! You amateur archaeologist's will have a hay day.
The color ribbons below are left over from the puzzle and are nothing but giggerish. "Ignore the man behind the curtain he has nothing to do with what you seek!"