Brr
Soon it is snowing, frigid wind blowing.
Temperature dropping. Caching stopping?
Winter fun, Here we come!
Find that hide. Note the code inside!
Gotta get them fast. These caches won’t last.
The start of Spring, the end will bring.
Santa baby, just slip a sable under the tree for me;
Been an awful good girl, Santa baby
and hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa baby, a '54 convertible too, light blue
I'll wait up for you dear, Santa baby
and hurry down the chimney tonight
I decided to see what was down this road, and decided it was a good place for a cache.