The cache is not at the listed coordinates. The poem below,
authored by Cache Poet Emeritus Bartholomew Barkfeather
(cousin-in-law, removed twice (or should have been)), holds the
clues to the cache whereabouts. So, get a glass of wine, sit back,
relax, put your feet up by the fire, enjoy the poesy, and find the
cache.
The caches hidden in the fields
Holler at me over time
Reaching out lietmotiv
Easy as pie
Easy as a pie pan.
Everywhere muggles
In the way of the cache
Growing funny like an improv
Hiding everywhere
Trailing indignation.
Out at night
Not in the bush
Each step AARRRGH chigger
Trepidation, ease
Wondering where could it be.
On to GROUND ZERO!
New coordinates
Illuminate, Illuminati
No real good fix
Egad, I need to find it! Go!
Stealth required, hither and yon
In urban setting peace,
X marks the spot, coords spot on
Simple, easy as pi.
Eventually the log I sign.
Very clever…very nice hide
Eagle eyes will spot.
Nevermind, quoth the Raven,
I got another Smiley Face!
The first and last letters of each
line.
There is a FTF prize.