With a beep and an orange glow my cellphone alerted me to the presence of this cache. But I'm at work, how can I leave without my paycheck going into the red? The blood in my veins, now more of a red syrup thanks to all the holiday treats, boils. Lets turn this red light to green, nothing much is doing around the office, I can make up the time later, cleared and out the door I went. Off home to retrieve my brown GPSr, green backpack and black boots, skirting around the white van blocking my parking space. Almost red-faced I forget to check on access to the cache location, so back in I go for a second look. Now I'm off on my way. Some black, blue and green cars assist the red lights in slowing progress towards the destination. A smile grows on my face as I see the familiar red and black locomotives thunder over the newly finished underpass, they can't slow me down today. I arrived shortly there after, only to find a big white pile of snow blocking the ribbon of black pavement I was using to approach the cache. A trek along a snowmobile path led me to the brown park fence. The white scene pock marked with countless foot prints of fury creatures passing through. Down the trail to find that one such creature has taken it upon themselves to uncover a black, gray and green rock. Zig zag back on the trails to get close to the location. Pick a spot to commence the rustling of brown and gray twigs that go for trees in this part of the park. The dull gray text of my GPSr's LCD tells me I'm getting close, when I fight through a thick patch. Now I'm searching, and there is the orange flagging tape to tell me I'm close, but now where's the cache? Kick around some more white snow to find a beige and green ammo can well obscured. A quick retrieval and opening nets me a mostly green FTF certificate and a wonderful prize of a black and blue geocoin. I grabbed the gold and red GBES geocoin, which has attached a wonderful tag of some heft in bright silver with red, black and green lettering. I sign the red logbook with a yellow pencil and leave behind a black calculator in a blue box. Packing it back in, I kicked some white snow back over it.