To cross the bridge the Troll demanded of all the travellers "Pay
the toll or go another path". Most just ran away, but one refused.
"What sort of toll will you accept?" she asked the Troll. "A
trinket or a travel bug for my box" said the troll - he seemed a
friendly geocaching troll.
So she gave him a Qantas bag, a dinosaur travel bug and some
other trinkets. He took the toll and placed in the blue topped
plastic container and stashed it away in his secret place.
She crossed the bridge. As she left the other side, the Troll
grabbed her and ate her up...cause he was hungry (and like the
taste of a warm women on a cold day).
SO BEWARE ALL WHO CROSS THE BRIDGE ..unless the Troll has
go to Australia for the winter and left his cache of trinkets
hidden.
One way to keep the troll happy is to log a photo of yourself on
his bridge.