Jeep 4x4 #1232

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The night before last, not a creature was stirring thanks to Jack Daniels and Jim Beam. Under the cover of darkness I slunk, hoping he had enough Booze to sleep though the racket I was making. Searching for the treasure of all treasures, the almighty Jeep CJ travel bug . My wandering friend had found his prize a few hundred miles away and had boasted about it all day. Was not enough I had found one myself I wanted both of them.
Knowing he likes the taste of elixir I demised a plan to confiscate his jewel for myself.
Where could he have hid this little jewel. Small enough to be anywhere I started searching. Checking his key ring on his own CJ5, jockey-box, under the seat, behind the seat, in his luggage, nope, searching for it everywhere and it was nowhere to be found. As the minutes turn into hours the daylight hours were nearing. Morning was near and my mission was failing. I decided to do one last search in his personal belongings. Quietly and methodically I searched all of his pockets and it still could not be found. As I was leaving the creature stirred, I started to run, tripped over his boots and fell to the floor. Too close for comfort and deciding not to be greedy, I started to leave, low and behold what did I see, the jewel I had been searching for was hidden in his boots.
Thinking I had taken to fat from the hog, I went to place it with the jeep I had found, What? Where did it go? The dirty rat had beat me at my own game and it was too late to try again. Foiled again however I still had the new treasure to call my own.

It was a warm moonlit night in Central Washington as we were traveling back from visiting Mount St. Helens. We had decided to travel back though Yakima. As we traveled down the Tieton River we discussed the searching for the Jeep Travel Bug located near Sunnyside(secret agenda to traveling home this way, HA HA). We reached Sunnyside well after dark around 9:30 PM and decided to at least drive over and see what our odds were on tracking the TB down.
As we near the cache site the moonlit road in front of us gave us a good chance to do some nighttime hunting. We drove near the cache site location and were confronted with the possibility of being caught by occupants of the factory located near the cache site. We parked the pickup and searched the interior for a light to be used for the search. Luckily we had a booklight in the center console. I quietly entered into the wooded cache site surroundings and began the search. I overturned a stone which I though maybe the final cache site. Located underneath was a small tube with an enclosed note. I returned to the pickup and read the note out load. "Ice Cold" I read. Our 11 year old then reply, "You’re not even close to the cache"
I returned the tube and continued to search with the help of the booklight. Further notes were found until the final cache site was located hidden very well. All of this was happening while the factory workers had became suspicious and were beginning to move towards us in pairs. A quick note in the log book and then a hasted retreat from the site before the worker located us was the end of our moonlit cache hunting adventure.