ARRRGH! Here there be Treasure Mateys!
Legend of rather dubious* origin has it that a few centuries ago, a pirate by the name of Captain Scurvy McPlunder** (the worst pirate you've never heard of) desired to accumulate a cache of pearls. Not just any pearls mind you - he wanted black pearls. He figured the Pearl River would be a good source for pearls, and since it emptied into the ol' black waters of the Mighty Mississippi***, there stood a good chance of them being black! Incredibly, he did find quite a few black pearls along the way, along with a wealth of other treasure. Alas though, the International Ransacking Society (IRS) found out about his newfound assets and were hot on his trail to collect their 99 percent To hide his treasure he dashed ashore and hid his treasure chest (which supposedly looks eerily similar to a metal ammo box) in the woods at the back of what is now the Center City Walking Trail. Scurvy then set sail once more, never to return. Recent research has determined the treasure chest should be in the vicinity of the coordinates listed above. If Cap't McPlunder's diary is accurate, you may find the black pearls, along with gold and silver coins of only the finest and purest plastic, genuine imitation rubies, emeralds, sapphires, and diamonds, and maybe even a few authentic replica pirate eye patches (and of course a supply of custom cache buttons).
Light to moderate bushwhacking needed for the last 25, 50, or 473 feet - depending on how you decide to approach!
*dubious - as in, yeah, I just made the whole story up.
**Scurvy was known to have a wooden leg, a hook hand, and a missing eye. A reporter once asked him about it, and the story went kind of like this:
"Mr. McPlunder..."
"That's Captain, Lass."
"Captain McPlunder, I couldn't help but notice you have a wooden leg. Can you tell us how that happened?"
"Ah. Matey, one time in the heat of battle, I fell overboard and a great white shark bit me leg off. But I managed to kill the shark and climbed back onboard. I've had this peg leg ever since."
"And I notice you are missing a hand and wear a hook instead. What happened?"
"You're a nosey one, ain't ya? Oh well, we were fighting the Royal Navy and one of the bloody rascals cut me hand clean off. But it didn't slow me down and I fashioned this hook the very next day!"
"You're missing an eye. Did that happen in battle too?"
"Alas no. I was looking up in the sky getting my bearings because I knew we were getting close to shore. I knew this because a seagull flew over and pooped right in me eye."
"And you lost your eye because of bird poop? Did it get infected?"
"No, Poppet. It was me first day with the hook."
***Obscure History books refer to this as the "McPlunder McBlunder." Like Columbus, navigational skills weren't his strong point.
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