This cache is not our usual container but in a different spot. Happy hunting.
This cache is not accessible from either parking lot. Best look for it on the west side of the fence.
This cache was named by our oldest boy Christopher Who.
It went something like this. I said to my son in the backseat as we were driving to the cache site to take gps measurements, "It's your turn to name a cache, CW, what would you like to call it?"
"The cow who ate too much pizza," came from the backseat.
"Why," I asked him, "do you say pizza?"
"Because I saw a pizza place on the way over here."
""Don't you think it is odd that a cow would eat pizza?"
"No, I just like the name."
"The Cow Who Rented an Apartment would make more sense here. Look around, we are surrounded by apartments," I said trying to convince him the name he chose was kinda weird.
"No, you asked me what I want to call it, and that is what I want to call it!"
I pondered why I asked him in the first place, but it was too late. In the vain hope he would change his mind and see reason, I asked him again,"You are really sure you want the cow who ate too much pizza?"
Silence. Then a moment later my son asked me, "Can we have ice cream, it is hot out."
Thoughts of blackmail and coercion came to mind and then reason took over. I gave the choice to him so I will have to live with it. Well, not just me. The whole geocaching community. Hope they forgive me. "Okay, " I said, "let's go get some ice cream after I finish my gps measurements."
Well, for the life of me, I wonder why can't find a background image of a cow eating pizza. I can find lots of background images of cows eating grass. Go figure!
Maybe I should have asked him if I could have made it a vegetarian pizza at least. Hmmm, that doesn't help either.
So, warning, I suggest you don't get this cache if you are about to or have just eaten pizza.
And if it is any comfort to you about the naming thing, two years and half years from now, in Jan of 2015, my oldest is going to become a teenager.
If I don't improve my debating skills with him soon ... well, I'm gonna have real trouble.
Maybe I can write a horror script for Hollywood about a pizza eating cow monster and make some money off of this.
Nah, I would just get some stupid rejection letter claiming it would be an utter disaster.