To the casual
observer Dr. Noisewater was an upstading citizen, a pillar of the
community. He was a pediatrician and he cared for and loved all of
his children. Families would drive from miles around to bring their
kid to him.
But you see, Dr. Noisewater had a secret. Let me rephrase that, he
had an obsession. The good doctor's obsession was using his GPS to
find containers hidden all around town by his friends. But not only
did he need to find these containers, his true obsession was HAVING
to be the first to find that container. To all his friends he was
known as a "Hound". Being a hound was no easy life, Dr. Noisewater
was rumored to have slept in his clothes, cars keys in one hand,
and a powered on GPS in the other. He had a strange conglomeration
of electronic equipment that would notify him when a friend had
placed one of his coveted containers. With a single beep from his
alert system he would drop whatever he was doing, or spring to life
from a dead sleep, and run out the door ready to make the find at
whatever the cost.
Then one fateful
night, everything seemed to go wrong. The doctor was awoken from
his slumber by a familiar beep. He sprung to life and started his
pre-hunt ritual. Mrs. Noisewater recalls her husband pausing for a
moment and muttering "huh, that's weird, never seen one like that
before". She had a weird feeling about it, and begged her husband
to stay and let this one go. But there was no calling off the hound
on this one. Unfortunately that was the last time Mrs. Noisewater
would ever see her husband, the hound never returned from the hunt
that night.
The Doctor was
reported missing, and his vehicle would soon be found, parked and
locked on a nearby road. After many hours of searching Dr.
Noisewater was never found, all that was recovered was a pair of
the doctors hiking shoes, and next to them a GPS with the screen
eerily blinking "approaching waypoint" over and over. When his
friends were questioned about the location of the container they
had placed that night, they all stated that none of them had either
placed or been notified of new container the night the doctor went
missing.
No remains of the
doctor were ever found, and there are many theories of what
happened to him, but no one knows for sure. Old timers(you know,
the ones that still use paper to find these containers) around
these parts say that if you wander the hills where the doctor was
believed to have gone missing, your electronics will haywire,
compasses will spin, gps' will lead you in circles, and there will
be no cell coverage, GASP! They also say that if you sit still
enough on a quiet night you can still hear the doctor's cries,
"First to find, must be first to find...."
Now friends, this
is where you come in. For you see, I was a friend of the good
doctor. I share his hobby, and share his obsession. And we all
can't go on with whoever, or WHAT-ever, did this roaming free.
After a little sweet talking, and some ninja skills, I was able to
get my hands on the doctors GPS. The only information on the device
were a set of coordinates, the coordinates that I have provided to
you here. So do you feel up to the task of solving Dr. Noisewater's
mystery? But please, if you do go, go safe. And remember the story
of the doctor, dont let your obsession ruin your
fun!
Ok, now for the
fine print. This is a FUN cache, definitely recommended for the
kids, and I filled it up with goodies to trade. You can easily
drive in with most 2wd's on the road from the North, or its a short
walk in from the neighborhood to the South. This isn't a gnarly
hill climb or canyon descent. I only rated the terrain a 3 because
you'll have to climb up a short section of rocks near GZ, nothing
most kids shouldn't be able to handle no problem. Cool
"agriculture" area around GZ. LOTS of furry and feathered creatures
roaming around too.