The closest parking to get to this cache is either
Intergarrison Parking Area ,
Gigling Road Parking Area, or
Parker Flat Parking Area
Please do not attempt to drive your car
on BLM or Presidio Land. You risk a sizeable fine
and/or the impoundment of your vehicle. Biking, hiking, or
horseback are your best options.
Professor Jones, or as he is more affectionately called by
members of the CCGC, "Prunedale" Jones (not to be confused with
that *pretender* from Indiana) is legendary for his caching
exploits. There was the two mile thrash through poison oak to
find the fake dog poo cache which earned him a spot in the Tecnu
Hall of Fame. And pictured here on the left after subduing
the acres of English Ivy in order to snag the FTF on the infamous
Altoid in the Ivy Cache. Yes, these are exploits that deserve
to be etched in stone, or set in bronze beneath a marble likeness
of his craggy features. Unfortunately it will be the
"Ordhenge Affair" by which most of us will remember him.
Ordhenge, as it has been known for time immemorial to locals of
the area, has been a puzzle wrapped in an enigma for time out of
mind. What are these ancient structures that top the
hill? Who put them there, and what was there purpose?
Many archeologists and paleontologists put forth their theories,
but none were as decisive and controversial as Professor Jones'
theory.
Having cached in the area for many years, it was Professor Jones
custom to wander Elliot Hill contemplating these ancient wonders
that tower over the landscape. One afternoon, he sat down on
a promontory to catch his breath after the long climb.
Dropping his pack, his GPS came loose from his pack and slid into a
crevice. Trying desperately to fish it out with a stick he
noticed light coming in through the crevice from some other
source. Further searching revealed an entrance to a small
rectangular cavity in the stone. Turning on his light he
observed piles of parchment and a large round object leaning
against one of the walls of the cavern. Opening the parchment
he read in an ancient tongue, Gratiae pro cache, Took nusquam
left nusquam subcribo stipes , and vestri coordinates es
off (which were later translated into the common
colloquiums, TFTC, TNLNSL, and "your coordinates are bad").
In a revelatory moment, Professor Jones suddenly realized the true
purpose of the ancient structure on the hilltop: the remnants of a
Neolithic GPS. And he was standing in perhaps the first cache
ever placed. Turning his attention to the large circular
object which measured about 18 inches across, he read with
breathless anticipation the inscription "Geo-lammina" on it's
surface. He had not only found what might be the first cache,
but also the first Geocoin.
Unfortunately the Professors discovery was greeted with
skepticism by the community. At first he was regaled with
angry taunts, then derisive laughter, until finely even his friends
avoided him. Broken and humiliated the Professor was finely
committed to a "rest" home by his loving friends (visiting hours
3-6 p.m.).
Judge for yourself and stand in awe at the ancient civilization
that may have developed GPS technology before the advent of
satellites.