As we were cleaning up the cap a fellow on an electric scooter came up behind us and asked if we were okay. Just then Mr Shark's hat (under the influence of a mischievous wind) made a break for the privilege of being crushed under the wheels of a passing vehicle. While one assured him we were fine, the other chased crazily after the hat and caught it before it got into trouble or the traffic. The fellow wondered if we were looking for worms. No, we were cleaning off "this" survey marker and he accepted that without question, wished us a good day and was off.
Thanks for the cap in a great spot, outforthehunt, with several beautiful features in sight.