BCP063 Calgary (Calgary Tower)
Whew! After debating whether to even attempt seeking out this brass cap cache, I decided to RISE to the challenge. Besides, I heard the weatherman say the other day they're expecting one of the longest and coldest winters in years and I needed something to LIFT my spirits. With the weather still nice, I figured there's no time like the present and set my sights on making the find. I was too cheap to buy a ticket to the top, wasn't thrilled at the prospect of climbing the stairs and my helicopter is in for an oil change. So, I called my good friend at Greenpeace who was more than happy to oblige. With ascenders, harnesses, ropes and, of course, helmets (not sure how much this would help if one actually fell from this height), we began to scale the tower. Good thing downtown Calgary is a ghost town at night because we made our ascent under the cover of darkness and no one was the wiser. I’m not a big fan of heights, so I kept my eyes closed and had to keep telling myself, “Don’t look down, don’t look down...” Within minutes we were at GZ and I had my hands on the prize. Doh! Forgot a pen! I quickly memorized the number on the cap and we made our descent. My Greenpeace friend wanted to unfurl a banner, but I told him it would probably just get muggled and not to bother. I must say the whole experience TOWERED above anything else I've done and I can't help but feel I’ve reached a new level in my caching adventures. I’m truly inSPIREd. Oh, by the way, I think I left my flashlight at the top (I do hope I remembered to at least turn it off). If the next cacher wouldn’t mind grabbing it for me, that’d be swell.