Did as the hint instructed, fell as I reached the cache. My downward motion counteracted with the caches lodging. As I let go of the cache to save my life, it released from its perch and catapulted itself out of the bushes towards the sandbox. My focus was suddenly directed to my groin as it was trying to get my attention and tell me to close my legs to prevent severe damage. I landed on the branch like a cowboy on his horse. I didn't see the cache land because of all of the stars and tweety birds flying around my head. Made my way off the branch in the least graceful way possible, retrieved the cache, climbed back out there...forgot to log it. Walk back out, grab cache, and notice that my pen on the ground below me. Feeling I've done enough for this cache, I place a 1982 dime in there to comemmorate my visit and I make a hasty retreat back to the car.
[This entry was edited by Lizardo on Wednesday, September 06, 2006 at 8:19:32 PM.]