1015/Entropy

Trolley ride to hell! Thats what T-Gal said.

I did not know what she was talking about.

Anywho, we travelled to long forgotten  railway.

After finding the secret numbers, we made our 

way past a cow tunnel and scattered remains 

of Benny Hill. The Chisel made the find-his smile

infecting us all. The young ones entered the tunnel

and quickly feeling uneasy, sprinted towards

the light.     |:{>   GB

Rock and Roll

A CD stash and I forgot to bring any!

Must be all the pressure I am under

trying to get T-Gal ready. Had trouble

with the transport parking.Re-directed

by McFlyer and started for the trail.

Great day for all, especially our crew.

Lil'L made a spectacular find under a huge 

rock formation.On the way back we ran into 

One Arm Willie, who urged us to break an arm?

    |:{>   GB

From Glen to Glen

Here we come X-10. McFlyer had told

us about him over many a campfire.

Legend has it he trained McFlyer in the 

art of the cache! We approached this as 

we would any other hide...not prepared.

Getting out ahead was The Chisel and 

Pondcomet. I trailed to cover our tracks

from anybody following us. As we neared GZ

Pondcomet sprang ahead and made the find!

X-10, hhmmm.... overated? Maybe?

Sudoku Stash

From the start of this hide, I had many

problems with it. Number one was I had 

no idea how to solve the puzzle. I turned 

it over to Pondcomet. She scratched her 

noggin and went right to work. She belched out

"I got it all going on here"as she solved it. 

We arrived at ground zero twenty minutes 

later. The Chisel made the find,  redeeming

 himself. The incline was killer!!! Some muggles

fishing did not slow us. Another conquest down. 

Now on to X-10   |:{>  GB

Middletown Trails:Concrete Blonde

Well McFlyer sure has been busy on 

his hiatus. Another hide,  and this time

it is in a place that I'm not sure I want 

to go back to. His evil spot was surrounded 

with venomous deer ticks. One even subdued 

The Chisel!!! After poking and prodding around

ground zero we came up empty handed...

McFlyer even radioed in to "Guffaw" at

our inability to come up with victory.

Another day McFlyer, The Chisel spat!

   |:{>  GB

Middletown Trails: Butter Days Ahead

The Chisel wanted this one bad! 

McFlyer is his Uncle, and he was 

making us look like monkeys. 

The Chisel was not a Monkeys Uncle!

Going along the beaten path and avoiding

a crazed farmers dog, we followed directions.

Which led us to a settlement. Knowing my

abilities, we called McFlyer in for another

assist. Having Dyslexified the coordinates,

We found this one fast, with Pondcomet out

on top!         |:{>  GB

Middletown Trails:The Saw Mill

Part two of this treacherous adventure.

We brought along Tuba Moose to 

finish this one. His abilities are

legendary among us. His special 

footwear(womans Payless) enabled him

to vault fallen branches. We walked along

the trail and the tracks for what seemed like 

minutes. A two parter Tuba cried and cried

some more. McFlyers evil little capsules

are what eluded us the first time.

We were not going to be stopped! Then 

we called him for help...

Saw Mill in site , we walked in circles til I

made the find! Thanks McFlyer

                 |:{>   GB

Whomping Willow

This is part of the Woodlawn Trutee's. Not 

sure who or what they are, but no one was 

going to stop us from getting all six finds in

this wooded wonderland. Following our 

instruments we zeroed in on our target.

McFlyer in the lead followed closely by Squaw,

Lil'l The Chisel ,Pondcomet and Glark Blue.

I spied the canister before the others and was

tempted to flee with it but with TheChisel 

knowing where I live thought better of it.

I showed everyone the cache and we cheered!!!

        |:{>   GB

Walk the Line

A reference to a long forgotten, semi-talented

troubadour, for which I have no love. Give me 

a good old fashioned tribute band any day!

Back to the business at hand. We traveled a 

few more clicks, 200 feet to be exact. Then came 

upon our intended find. The Chisel was twitching 

about and made the find before a seizure took

him from us. My shoulders aching from the 

pressure of not forming my crew while sober,

we trudged on to our next target. |:{>  GB

Special Cache for Evanspack

Why they get a special cache is beyond me,

Squaw does not deserve one? Pondcomet?

Whatever we think is  lost among deaf ears.

We headed to this hide with a kind of

stoic determination. McFlyer and Lil'L 

led us to ground zero, Squaw was busy on 

a comm-link speaking to park officials about

our earlier mis-steps. Lil'L dived for the find 

exclaiming   "EXCALIBER!! IS MINE", to 

everyone's chagrin. |:{>  GB

Boulder Dash

Now it was my turn to shine! Shrugging

off The Chisel's apparent "luck" I turned 

my attention to my inner eye and consulted

my coordinating equipment (cheated) and 

strolled right to the winning castigated

hideout. I gazed at my band of worldly

gatherers and sneered slightly.

On to the next Lil'L squawked!

  |:{>   GB

The Widow of Hanging Rock

Hopefully today will go better than Saturday.

Following McFlyers need to lead, we arrived 

in Delaware and parked near a transport 

repair station. We entered the area of reported

containers, only to have most of our crew step 

in some sort of sheeeet, covering their footwear

in foul smelling doo. Once that ordeal was over we 

proceeded to our first of the day. The Chisel 

made short work of this and made the find. He

might have to be dealt with later, getting to 

cocky. He now twirls and guffaws with every 

find.   |:{>  GB

Saw Mill

What a wonderful afternoon for a walk 

through Middletown Trails...made the

Bataan Death March look easy!!!

It was a multi-stage run from McFlyer

who seems to be enjoying our misery

when we go out without his crew....

For starters I parked the transport

at the wrong coordinates, surely not

my fault though, Pondcomet was muttering 

incantations all day. We ended up in a sticker

mangrove that was alive with pain and suffering.

It was also White Foot's first outing with us.

He seemed up to it though and was helpful 

with the useless T-Gal, who spent the day

berating harmless forest animals!

After three hours of muckity muck, I called

the mission off because of anti-light matter.

The Chisel stormed off, screaming in Portugese

his first DNF. We will try again another day 

for this McFlyer mess.  |:{>  GB

London Calling

London was calling, it was long distance and 

I was not about to reverse the charges! All 

along old Baltimore Pike people going on 

about their business, unaware of our crew

lurking like lurkers among them. Finding 

something from an old Dr. Who show, we 

searched until we made the find.

  |:{>  GB

Archie's Corner

Who is Archie? We were going to find out!

After the battles at the Brandywine we were 

ready for some more. Well it turns out Archie 

was a woman who had been dead for quite some 

time. The remains of an old school house was part

of the clue. Putting our heads together accomplished

nothing... despondent, I sat on a wall to rest and lo and

behold I made the find! The Chisel twirled his staff in

delight, Pondcomet pranced back and forth among

the ruins... The day was over for us.  |:{>  GB

The Gaging Station

Finding the one was easier said than done...

This was our first encounter with the infamous

"SquirtGunn" real name unknown. The Chisel

said he ready to go up against her. We raced to the 

coordinates and found ourselves wary of the Dark

Glass all around us,muggles maybe were watching.

The Chisel made the find and brazenly broadcast it

to all. Fearing discovery, I maced myself as a 

diversion for the others to get away. Another 

adventure behind us, Pondcomet had to drive until I 

was no longer crying tears of victory. |:{>  GB

Brandywine Oldtimers

When going after this find, Pondcomet was very

internal with her thoughts. I asked what was  going 

on in her pumpkin...the cemetary Glark...the cemetary

she babbled. I knew of her fear of the undead, so having

The Chisel guide her while she averted her gaze from 

the graves. We came upon GZ and Pondcomet made the

FIND!  Besmerched! cried The Chisel... Trying to put a 

happy face on, I trudged to the transport and began to 

search for the next cache.   |:{>  GB

Brandywine Battlefield

The Chisel told us this morning in a dream state

that General George Washington spoke to him.

When he arrived at our camp full of pip and 

lemonade, raring to get out to" The Battlefield"

We made it to the find with The Chisel making another

find, the spirits were with him he giggled...

              |:{>   GB