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"The Pirates Treasure-Trove"

A cache by Snakecatcher Send Message to Owner Message this owner
Hidden : 01/26/2010
Difficulty:
3 out of 5
Terrain:
3.5 out of 5

Size: Size: regular (regular)

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Don't Ye Be Going To The Listed Coords, Unless Ye Wish To Be In Davey Jones Locker. This Be The Spot That We Stopped our Ship! (The Above Coords are Bogus!) You will need to go into Sand dunes.


If you found this Cache by a hint from the cache owner or some one who has found it already, please say so in your log. Thank-you. SNAKECATCHER..


To Find out how to find were we Pirates have hidden our Treasure-Trove, Ye need to Work out from The Poem below.

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TO FIND THE CACHE...
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"Storm on the horizon, Captain!"
Typhoon winds, sails flappin'
High seas rage through the night.
Into the waves with the bow slappin'
Ropes dancing on the wind.
"Tighten up the riggings, Cabin-Boy."
Yo-heave-ho, Yo-heave-ho!
Equalling the mast, sails deploy.
In close to the shore the howlin' wind whipped.
Gailes be pushin' straight an' true.
Heading further out to sea.
The sea be calm, the skies be blue.

Suddenly there be a Renegade ship around the point
Even her ballast be heavy with booty in her belly.
Vulnerable an' disabled near the jagged rocks.
Enough riches, gold and silver are for our tally.
"Now to the cannons, load the Long Nine!"
Thunder of powder, blast from the guns.
Everyone is loyal, all willing to die.
Each survivor takes an equal share by the tons.
Nine pounders blazing, across her helm.

Turning around to their portside,
Heaving tightly on the tiller, they're going to die.
Rampaging at the sound of death, as metal hits bone.
Engulfed by the rumble as cannons let fly,
Equipping hands with pistols, swords an' weapons.
The Victory is near, as we hit her broadside.
We crippled our prey, grapple hooks are thrown.
Over the gunnels, swing with pride.
Fighting for the booty, we get the lot.
Over Twelve Hundred Silver, Six Hundred Gold,Rum.
Under lock they be kept in the Captain Log.
Returning to our ship, and our trusty BO'SUN.

Equal shares of Rum given to the crew.
Often they gambled, rejoiced an' sang
Never forgetting what their cause is for.
Every now an' then, a cannon BANG!
Feared around the Seven Seas.
Our Captain runs a tight ship.
Riding the waves from Island to Island.
Thoughts of Mutiny is not the tip.
"You'll walk the plank, if ye turns on me!"
For true an' loyal are all his men.
Over all, Honour was amongst we Pirates.
Unquestioned devotion, increased by ten.
Reaping the rewards to fulfil his desire.

Three days an' nights we did stay,
Working in the shelter to do our repairs.
Eventually fixing the hull before moving on.
Not stopping, tools working, as much to our despairs.
Tonight we rest, but not for long.
Yonder on the horizon a shapely image.
Flying no flags, as it's a merchant ship.
Only by itself, ours for the taking.
Unguarded, Alone, easy prey to pillage.
Riches once more, Yo-ho, Yo-ho.

Eleven miles inland, under a tree.
I do hope that I'll be back one day.
Gold an' Silver, Jewels an' Rum.
Hundreds an' Hundreds we have to keep.
Today we hopefully add to our sum.
Towards our enemy, compass set.
Heading as the wind blows in our favour.
Reaching our target soon will be met.
Easterly we sail, more loot we are after.
Everything is hidden, as we head out to Sea.
Sailing away from this paradise home.
Islands drawn, a map it be.
X marks the spot for our loot does lay.

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TO OPEN THE CACHE...
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Two locks there be,
No need for key .
The answer lays,
In the Fler-de-lays.
There is a 1st to find, a 2nd to find and a 3rd to find envolope inside, to claim you need to contact me with the Verification.


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Well done to Bushfire and Vicfire for a joint FTF, to KirkyKrew for a STF, and to Suscoe for a TTF. All Verification codes are correct. Once again Welldone.

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