Whilst traveling about the locale looking for caches and potential cache hiding spots, I met up again with my old friend Harold the Hobo. Apparently, his former habitation was destroyed in the name of "progress," and so he had to look elsewhere for a place to stay. Originally I happened upon this fine fellow after I somewhat inadvertantly stumbled upon his humble hovel up in the Lehi area. He still had his faithful friend Sparky with him, and while we chatted they both shared an old frankfurter together, relishing every morsel.
I asked what had become of my former cache that I had left in his possession, and he sadly retold the tale of how he was rudely removed from his home, and had to leave all his earthly possessions behind, which were promptly buried in a heap of rubble. He kindly offered however to again host another cache at his present location. He only asks that should anyone chance to come while his is not at home, that they leave a brief note mentioning their visit anyway (via the electronic logbook). He is eager to host more geocaching friends, as he had at his former home, and I hope you'll find him to be the same hospitable host that I did. He also welcomes any trackables that need a place to rest from their weary travels, always offering a spot or two by his fire.
As this is a letterbox cache, please leave the stamp and/or inkpad for others to use & enjoy. Thanks!
To learn more about the history of letterboxing, arguably the grandfather of geocaching, see: Letterbox History.