Come into the garden Said the lover to his maid
We'll seek a sheltered bower In this shady flower glade
Down the winding pathway We'll meander hand in hand
And tarry by the stone wall To discover something grand
Alas, no "home" we'll find here Though we leave something behind
here
For I have hid a treasure Which only longitude can measure
The encrypted clue leads directly to the cache. Do not decrypt it
until you are in the field, and then, only if necessary.