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Grampa Gerry's Geocache #6 Traditional Cache

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Hidden : 4/10/2011
Difficulty:
2.5 out of 5
Terrain:
1.5 out of 5

Size: Size:   micro (micro)

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Geocache Description:

This is the sixth in a series of caches that I'm dedicating to my grampa, Gerry. :)

My grandpa, Gerald LaVet Erickson, was an architect in the area around here. He, unfortunately, died when I was seven years old. After getting into this whole Geocaching thing, I thought that it'd be a lot of fun to put caches over near places he designed!

You're looking for a well hidden bison tube. Tree coverage may have affected my GPS signal, but it appeared to be right when I looked at the coordinates from a satellite image using the geocaching app on my Droid phone.

The cache is located across the street from St. Stephen's Episcopal Church (& Preschool), which is - of course - another building designed by my beloved grampa! It's a very small church, the sanctuary looks to only hold about 30-40 people in it, but it is a cute building in a lovely area off of Santa Teresa boulevard. Not only was this a place that my grampa worked on, but it also happens to be where my parents got married! So we've got a double whammy of importance.

Grampa Gerry Anecdote: William Saroyan
When my grampa was a young man, he lived in San Francisco where all of the creative minded folk lived. He didn't have a lot of money at the time, but he did have a lot of charisma - so he was always making friends. One friend he made in the city was a young, up and coming author named William Saroyan, who was also poor.

One day, William invited Gerry over for dinner. Being a poor, creative minded person - who was he to turn down a free meal? Upon arriving at William's apartment, he discovered that Will was not there but had left the door unlocked so that Gerry could let himself in. Eventually, he heard the frantic patter of feet running up the stairs. In burst Will, carrying a very large and very dead fish, slamming the door behind him.

The fish was stolen.

And apparently delicious!

Additional Hints (Decrypt)

Whfg unatvat nebhaq.

Decryption Key

A|B|C|D|E|F|G|H|I|J|K|L|M
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N|O|P|Q|R|S|T|U|V|W|X|Y|Z

(letter above equals below, and vice versa)