I don't where to begin. Well let's begin with the tree. I overshot the cache a little and had to walk over to the tree. Spoiler Alert: it's in a tree. Anywho I walk over to the tree and check every hole. I pet the tree, hug the tree, and whisper to the tree. Still nothing. I am doing circles around this tree. I am sure I looked like a lunatic covered in dirt and cobwebs from previous cache finds. Well about that time I hear a crunch and look down it was a lighter. I then look around the lighter and I see pieces of the cache container. It has been pulverized by a vehicle. Just as I was about to walk back I notice the log inside the baggie. I pick it up and walk it back to my car. I sign it and decide to try and come up with a makeshift container. I can't find anything in my car. Then I have a thought. What if I could l could use a nut. I had my pocket knife if I could find a but I could hollow it out and stick the log inside. It would also be well hidden because it's a tree. Well I search for a nut for about 15 minutes. Nothing. This is the most nutless rest area on the planet. In my search for a non existent nut I came across a picnic table with the following contents: a pile of pennies, a jar of blackberry jam wrapped with yellow duck tape, and an enormous jar of gherkins. Keep in mind that I am the only one at this rest area. I have no idea what happened. Was someone murdered for their pennies and gherkins? This will haunt me. Anyway I'm about to give up when next to the gherkins I notice that part of the fence has been demolished by a tree (what is happening at this rest area?). I pull one of the broken pieces off and use that to fashion a cache and slowly walk back to my car with a strange mix of emotions that fell somewhere between shame and accomplishment.
If the cache owner can't care for this cache anymore I would be happy to adopt even though I live nowhere near the spot. Me and this place now share a spiritual connection. Also I left my sanity there and need to go back and get it.