One cool afternoon I went caching.
Not to far from the car I fell. I sat on the ground for a few
minutes and said to myself "the cache is over there." Then I tried
to stand up. Ouch! I looked at my GPS and started hopping to the
cache (diego gc18qfx) signed the log and hopped back to the car.
Three days later I was told that my ankle was broken and got a
bright pink cast. But that didn't stopped me from doing what we all
love...CACHING.
FTF-Andertones*** 2nd-philbeer*** 3rd-clavito