My Side of the Mountain Traditional Cache
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IN WHICH
I Reveal the Location of My Secret Stash
My name is Sam Gribley and you may be familiar with my story from a
book some guy named Jean Craighead George wrote based on the notes
and illustrations I once scribbled on to the backs of old pieces of
birch bark. But in case you need a bit of a refresher, I left my
family's crowded apartment in New York City to set off for my
Great-grandfather's land in the mountains. I had had enough of the
city life and needed to live off the land, to work for and earn
everything I had. I hitchhiked my way up there, found his land, and
made a hollowed out tree my home. Along the way, I made many new
friends (both of the human and animal variety) and lived off what
the land provided me. The book mentions that I hollowed out a
second tree and used it to store nuts, berries and smoked venison
to keep me well fed during the winter months when food was scarce,
but what I never mentioned in my notes, is that I had a more secret
hiding spot where I kept some of my most prized posessions. I've
since moved on to explore more of the wilderness, and I wonder if
the secret stash is still there on the side of the mountain.
If you want to look for my secret stash (you're welcome to anything
that might be in there), there's two places you can leave your
vehicle. The closest place to park is the old Bailey farm on the
northeast edge of the mountain. I don't think they'll mind and
it'll put you right at the foot of the mountain. From there you can
either climb straight up the mountain or go around it. Just a
warning though, if you choose to go around it, you'll be pretty
close to a freshwater pool where little critters like to play and
splash around during the summer months. You'll also be going
through the marsh, so watch your footing if it's been raining
recently. I almost lost one of my deerskin shoes while picking
cattails and arrow-leaf there during one spring. Due west of the
mountain is the old Barnes' place. If you take off from there,
you'll be in for a longer walk and will still have to go through
the marsh, but it'll keep you pretty clear of the critters in the
pool.
Once you get close, the little clearing I called my home will be
pretty obvious. If you look closely, you might even see some of the
stones that once formed the border of my Great-grandfather's
farm.
Oh... I have a feeling some of the human friends I made on my
adventures may have come back with other city folk and made a mess
of my camp. Please pick up some of the trash, if you can - my Dad
always taught me to leave a place better than you found it.
Thanks, and best of luck!
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