This series is in honor of one of my favorite aspects of geocaching. There’s a certain serenity a cacher experiences on the back roads when making a find on a desolate stretch of road. The feeling of making a find where the nearest living being is perhaps miles away is the peace of geocaching. At times, those moments are so magical that somehow a blistering hot mid-August day can feel like a beautiful late fall afternoon. I've seen many a geocache hidden in places such as these, here's another. This is across the highway from a nefarious spot where one of you broke down decades ago on the way to work. It's funny the things we remember and then of course the more important other things that we don't remember. You all ever hear of that idea for a prank to make people insane? Release 4 goats in a school and number them one, two, three, and five?