Sunday, March 22, 2009

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

Saturday, March 21, 2009

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

Thursday, March 19, 2009

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

Sunday, March 15, 2009

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

Monday, March 9, 2009

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

Sunday, March 8, 2009

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

Saturday, March 7, 2009

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

Sunday, March 1, 2009

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