The container is a micro with a log only so you must BYOPen.
It's one of those out with Grandpa kind of caches. Seems that
the two of us found ourselves perched at the oil change place up
the street. So, the Grandson said, "Hey Papa how about taking a
walk to burn some time and plant a cache too?" With an invitation
like that who could resist? On the way we passed a couple eateries,
an ice cream joint and some wine and dine places but we stayed the
coarse. With some rustling and shaking and nosing around we found a
place to perch the critter. But not without posting the a Muggle
spotter outside the GZ zone to stand guard.