That Old House Traditional Cache
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This cache is located beside the road on a stretch of highway that is pretty busy, so watch for cars. I got the landowners permission, though please don't cross the bob wire fence. There is a white rock driveway that will show up as a road on most GPSr's as a road, THIS IS NOT A ROAD AND YOU SHOULD NOT GO DOWN IT. The cache is located before you get to it, on the fence line.
I guess I have finally selected my theme. I like to go with something from my childhood that has some historical value and surrounds local folklore. Now this is particularly close to me because I grew up practically on the property this is located on.
When I was little none of this brush or tree cover was in your way. You could see all the way down to Lake Tankersley. You can't see it from this location but if you walk about 150-200 feet down the road there is an old house that sits there. It has for over 100 years. When I was little my grandfather always called it "That Old House", he knew the family and they could not remember when it was built but it was sometime in the 1800's. I used to look at the house from their back porch and imagine all the tales that house could tell, if houses could talk that is. I never got a chance to go to it.
The lady that owned the land was an older lady, she was the type of older, tougher, and hardened sort. She had the habit of walking in the pasture at night, checking on her cattle with nothing but a shotgun and an old spotted dog, no light at all, just a shadow passing through the moonlit pasture. As a child I was scared to death of her. I have seen and heard panthers, seen hogs, and all sorts of game, but that woman was not scared of anything.
In the fall we would walk down the side of the highway just below "That Old House", and pick buttercup and jonquils. I dared not step foot across that fence because of my fear of the old woman. The flowers still bloom there in the spring.
My whole life you could always hear a door slamming from "That Old House" even though nobody lived there and the doors have been nailed shut. We called it the "Door Slamming Ghost", to this day from my grandfathers house you will hear a door slam outside, it is often mistaken for a car door, but when you went to check there is nobody there. In fact you might think you hear one while you are here.
I won't go near the place at night, even though the old lady has long since past, in my mind she is always a scarecrow in a cowboy hat walking past "That Old House", with a double barrel shotgun.
As you collect this cache be sure not to cross the bob wire because that old lady might be watching you, and she does not take kindly to trespassers, well when she was alive she didn't and I am sure that hasn't changed.
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