With the
trail maps on my GPS, I discovered the fun of taking a trail just
to see where it went, knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt how to
return, even if I take a different trail.
BrewerMD
and I saw a squiggly line on our GPSrs and away we went, heading
right for it. When we got to where it branched off the main trail,
we saw a glorious tree that would be perfect for a cache. But,
wait, what was that bright light just down the way? We followed the
light. It was sunlight! Not something you see every day in
the our tree farm.
Not
everyone can see the beauty of a clear cut, but as we broke free of
the heavy tree cover and into the sun I declared it (although not
at the time) a beautiful kerf line.
It was
like a birthday present, and as the day was very close to
BrewerMD’s birthday, it was doubly so.
So I
placed a cache here. It’s a small, hidden in a boring, traditional,
typical manner just a few feet off the trail and right on the kerf
line.
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the
things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off
the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds
in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
Mark Twain