As I pulled into the lot, I saw a familiar vehicle with a GEO sticker on the back. Drat! They got here ahead of me!
I huffed it down the trail until I got close to the bush whack zone. There I could clearly see the entry point of the FTF seekers. I did my best to drop into stalking mode, but I just make too much noise. I could hear them talking just 30 feet away. When I got close enough to se them I called out "Bob! You can't find it like that!" I am fairly certain I heard some cursing then, but I can't be sure.
Oh what a good time I had then! It's a joy to banter back an forth over cache logs, but to do it in person... That is pure entertainment. I soon lead them away from the cache area by convincing them that my coords were better As it turns out, I transposed my coords and they were better off where they were before I arrived.
At one point I tested Bob's humanity and loyalty to the caching community by falling over backwards off of a rock towards Bob. Bless his heart! He tried to save me! I actually tried it to see what he would do. I can testify that Bob is a good hearted man who will sacrifice his own safety for the well being of others. Thanks Bob.
We searched all over for longer than I would have alone. I eventually found the cache, but said nothing just to see how long they would search while I lounged on a nearby rock. I gave in after a few minutes because it was sad to see Bob becoming so despondent over this cache. Jill was on it then and we soon had the log signed as a shared FTF. I dropped a TB headed for Connecticut and a coin. I grabbed the coin that was there.
On the way out I tried to give Bob a lesson in tree identification, but he wasn't listening. Thanks Bob & Jill for a fun hunt and the sticker! I had a great time, even if it was at your expense. You know I love you guys!
Thanks for a great afternoon PAHawkeye!