After a long walk in this vast white wilderness, Lacknothing and I are headed to see what stompin' and cluckin' is all about. We see we are a few hundred feet away from the cache, but is there an easier way to it? We walk a little further on, and see that there is not. We backtrack, find a different route and begin our ascent. I hate hills, and I let Marie know it all day. But when I saw the cache container, I forgot about my tiredness and felt like I had just conquered Mt. Everest. Then we see that the container is broken and the log is missing.
With the CO's permission, we replaced the log container as best we could with the materials we had. Took photos and started the long trek back. What an awesome place. Too bad we didn't see any stompin' and cluckin' going on. TFTC