Loghenge
Those Druids were a surly lot. At dissension, they would divide.
When greatly provoked, they would march. They would march miles and
miles, carrying with them their traditions and their materials.
When confronted by vast watery bodies, they swam forth. This would
explain the logs on a vacant hillside recently encountered. The
sign proclaimed it Stonehenge, but it was made out of logs. Perhaps
their stones sank when the Druids attempted to swim with them. What
these logs were used for is not known to us, but Loghenge makes a
nice, Middle-Earthish type of name.
The Druids, although they used Stonehenge and later perhaps
Loghenge, did not build these sites....
(I never did finish the story.) Although it’s only two stages,
the first stage is very, very small, smaller than a 35mm canister,
and could possibly be very, very hard to find. (We will have ample
clues and semi-spoiler pictures so as to not make it impossible.)
Initial contents are: a very happy Druid, a couple of state
quarters, and Canadian dime, and a new TB.
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You don’t need to read the rest of this to find this cache. The
following are just some of the ideas we had and hope will inspire
Lubbockites to plant more around here:
1) Death by Flashlight
The door burst open. “Sir!” gasps Constable Glubbin. “There’s
been a murder done!”
This was going to be a night cache in the SE corner of town.
There is a grove of trees there, and a small playa. We never
planted this because, judging from all the beer bottles laying
around, we thought it might not be a very safe place at night.
The idea was to follow the trail of blood: red reflectors, cut
into the shapes of bloodstains. The final cache had the ‘coffin’
with the ‘body’ in it. (Nothing gory. Possibly the body would have
been Jar-Jar Binks.)
2) Choose Your Own Adventurer
How you find this cache depends on who you are. Are you
brilliant and observant, like Sherlock Holmes or Jane Marple? Or
are you more a man/woman of action, like, say, Indiana Jones? (No
female counterpart for this one - Lara Croft? Not even close.) Or
are you rich beyond rich...better yet; rich and have a secret
super-hero identity? Bruce Wayne/Batman?
This cache has a common starting point and a common ending
point, but in between, where you go depends on how you go about
solving things. Choose your own adventurer!
(Three different trails to the same final cache. We had the bat
caves in Buffalo Springs pegged for this one, but decided two
multis in the park were too much. We also never managed to come up
with all the proper items.)
3) Identity Crisis
A Cache in Three Acts
Your head hurts.....oh, it hurts. Slowly you open your
eyes.......and see grey sky. You twist you head to the left.
Grass......to the right, more grass. A field? Gingerly you sit
up.
It does appear to be a field. But where...? What are you doing
there? Where......where is there? Where are you? Who......who are
you?
Frantically you scrabble through your pockets. Nothing. No I.D.,
no money, no clues of any kind. You don’t know where you came from
or where you were headed.
You don’t even know what country you’re in...
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We also had various hiding places picked out, such as:
1) obtaining a bale of hay, hollowing out the middle, and
sticking the cache in there.
2) use cotton off the side of the road, spray-glue it together,
nail it to the....ground?, and hide one under it.
3) planting one on the island in Mackenzie Park (next to stage 3
of Bond), call it Fear Factor IV - Duck Infested Waters. Difficulty
5.
All clues, hints and copyrights pertain to Loghenge.
Pillage on, fellow West Texans.