Miata: I went out this afternoon at sunset to bring the cache home. The sun was setting, the air was crisp, thoughts of cachers walking off their Thanksgiving meal went through my head. Deep down I was hoping that my "friend" the buck would be standing in the same spot as a majestic 10 pointer, thick in the neck and waiting to say goodbye. It was not to be. I can only hope that he is off in another part of the park, chasing a lady friend. [:D]
It's sad in a way to disable my 1st cache, but it will make room for someone else to place a cache. I was surprised that even after over 100 visitors to the cache, there was no trail beaten down to it today....just a goofy stick pile that seemed to grow larger with time.
[xx(] I hear the fat lady singing![xx(]