Ekitt10 is no more!!! :o
We went on a group hike today in Sourlands Mountain Reservation. Group members were myself Mark of avroair, Dave of Team DEMP and Scott of the BeeGees and Marty of Marty621. After a couple of caches Marty had to leave and Nik of Ekitt10 replaced him, and that is when all the fun started at this cache....
It seems a resident vulture had made it's nest closeby (say 10 feet) from the cache. As we got to the GZ an argument ensued as to which way the cache was. Lots of great hiding places: In the end we opted for Ekitt10's "I know Natureboy and it is just like him to put a cache somewhere like that" pointing to a large collection of rocks with a massive hole down. We made our way over hopping from rock to rock until we reach the penultimate rock where the hole lay.
Within 7 feet of the cache a huge swoosh and a beast of burgen - a nightmare from the netherworld appearred breathing fires and shrieking chants and curses.
Nik was closest to the simmering hole of death. "Holy Cow - MOVE!!!" Nik fled, "Runaway! Runaway!" As four grown men rolled and beat it down the mountain with GPS units flying, backpacks sacrificed and Ekitt10 then rolled up in a ball sucking his thumb (so Nik had to mention it! ) - The gargantuan avian raptor flapped to a nearby perch and stared a cold and menacing look as we regrouped for our assault on the cache. We were four hobbits huddled together from a Lord of the Rings movie. Nik was writhing in pain on the ground, but we didn't dare venture from behind the tree to help him out... Better him than me I thought! We urged him to stop moving and play dead, and finally mustered up the strength to retrieve him to safety.
We circled and circled the rock looking for a way in NOT by the nest, while one kept lookout at the nearby perched abyssmal creature. Serveral times it hopped from one perch to anther - each time sending us diving and retreating for cover behind the rocks.
Finally, after a gallant effort we decided to leave this forsaken place and move on to a cache with less threatening guardians warding our paths... I now understand that a boot-legger is a creature that grabs you by the legs and holds you upsidedown by the boots! Next time I come here I shall bring a veritable army... til then I bid you adieu. This cache should be an intirely new icon: one of someone crapping their pants.
Nik will take about a month to recover and shall now be known as Buzzard Boy. Do not attempt this cache while the beast still has young in its lair.
The avian raptor was about 3 feet high with a 7 foot wingspan.