Welcome to Abele Business Park. I've decided finally to add another "business" cache up in the park. The main hours of the park are Monday through Friday from 8a.m. to 5p.m., but muggles should not be too much of a problem during your search. BYOP.
There is also a multi-stage ending located up here in the business park (see The Greatest Generation cache).
THE CACHE IS NOT AT THE POSTED COORDINATES.
A poke rode into town after a long trek from the north. He was looking for some forty rod and figured it was two whoops and a holler. He had heard that this was a one horse town, but he didn't care, he was going to make it a point to find some Mormon tea and get soaked. He decided he needed to stroll to look for some neck oil, but nairn was to be had. He didn't give up and soon he finally had a three-by-nine smile after entering an open saloon and ordering some scamper juice. The bar dog welcomed the saddle slicker to the wild west. In those days, a snoozer could eighty-six your snuffy or scoff away your thumb buster. While enjoying a swacking snake pizen, seven slicks walked in. They were going to make a point to show this "tenderfoot" who's town it was. The lead slicker showed his smoke pole, but the poke wanted to slog. Just then a twofer walked in and distracted the lead slicker. The poke took out his blue lightning and smoked them all. After the smoke cleared, the distracting trat sat down for a tornado juice with the cowboy and welcomed him to town, proper like.
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