I'm usually not prompt in logging my finds online, but I suppose I should let the rest of you know that FTF is no longer up for grabs. 🤭
I saw this pop up late last night. I refreshed the page several times today, thinking that, surely, there's probably a FTF hound in the area, who was chomping at the bit to get it. But, no...no one was logging it.
Aw, what the heck...may as well be me! I loaded the coords, hopped into my van, and away I went. I've been down here once before, shortly after I moved to Monroe, but never to explore the area. There are still caches nearby that I've not sought; I plan to remedy that soon.
I had to giggle at the cleverly hidden (and put together) cache; I wasn't expecting what I saw (and heard). Henrietta was having a hot flash and was squawking about it. I let her cry on my shoulder, knowing all too well what she's going through, poor, dear hormonal thing. When she gathered her composure, I bid my leave, assuring her that others will be by to visit her very soon.
Took the FTF prize and signed the log. Thanks for the fun cache! I enjoyed the whimsey. 🙂