While running on trail with the Pittsburgh Hash House Harriers (www.pgh-h3.com) on a trail hared by Peder Pants, I was FRB when I got to a check, and chose to go right. Not finding marks, I then continued because I knew of the existence of a geocache there, and yelled to those behind me (Giant Ankle and Folker) that there was a geocache in the area (I had found it six months ago, so I was going by memory). I went looking, and after 30 seconds, Giant Ankle finds it. Folker hears our yells "Geocache!!!", and we all sign the log as "The Hashers were here ! ". For the remainder of the trail, some four miles of running on roads and trails in the woods, I wore the necklace around my neck. As it was bouncing off my chest, it was making an african Bantu tribe noise as if running the savannah. BTW, one of the runners, Virginia, was from Buck-Eye HQ: Columbus, Ohio. Will drop this TB soon some where in Pittsburgh.