This cache is located at a spot significant in the life of Big Cedar James, for it was here that the story of The Wild Onion Wager unfolded. You see, the fields to the south of GZ were at one time home to a particularly beloved and prodigious strain of wild onion....beloved by a trio of unusually large mules that belonged to an early settler by the name of James Pottenger. Pottenger had built his original cabin two miles to the east of here, but finally caved in and built a second one near this spot, as his mule trio incessantly contrived their way over here to graze on the vast quantities of special onions. Big Cedar James was a friend of Pottenger's, and it seems that one night....issueing forth from an especially insipid shared bottle of corn squeezins'.....the words "I could eat more wild onions than all three of your oversize ornery mules put together" were uttered....and the Wild Onion Wager was born.
The Wild Onion Wager began on the small rise just to the southeast of GZ, with Big Cedar James, Pottenger, and his starved-for-days three mules poised to begin. The road you now stand on was lined with over 250 curious and mostly drunk inhabitants of the territory, some of whom had traveled over 30 miles to witness the event. The contest lasted nearly six hours as Big Cedar James hopped from wild onion to wild onion and out ate one mule after the other. A safe estimate says Big Cedar James ate just over 500 wild onions that day. As the zeal for wild onions faded in the third and final mule, and the crowd saw that sated look in its' eyes, Big Cedar James was declared the winner. He ate on for another two hours for good measure, and then, as the crowd stared jaws agape, Big Cedar James emitted an earth-shattering belch that left those who had arrived that day with straight hair, curly....and those with curly hair, straight.