Well, that was fun. I ran out at noon to grab a brass cap and I was pretty sure I was doing a search in the middle of a sidewalk. I argued with my Nuvi and 60cs before giving in and following the arrow. I sure didn't expect to be tramping through long grass and rose brambles in my Birkenstocks! But I made the find and watched some golfers for a bit. Wind was bitterly cold. I found an easier way back to the car but flushed up a covey of 'heart attack birds' as the Foster Bros called them. I'm sure my heart did skip a beat! Thanks for another brass cap.