Jul 262009
The cache that I placed was found 6 times in 5 days and come to think of it, it’s really an obvious location once you’re at the GPS coords. It’s huge too…I wanted a container large enough to hold a huge army guy from the dollar store. Next time…cachers better watch out. I’m going to stick that thing in a bee hive or something.
Lately I’ve been getting caches in crazy locations that involve stomping through mud and crouching through bushes, getting bit by legions of mosquitoes. The only thing you have to worry about at my location is an occasional thorny bush or an even greater danger, hood rats.
At least my cache isn’t as easy as those Ken-Ton Bee ones…where you know the location before you put the car in drive to get to it.
All I’m saying is…I’m going to get creative. Cachers beware.
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Jul 252009
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Transcript: “hi albert yeah yeah today so good to go ways will put hi”
I decided on a awesome Navy Seal toy from the dollar store to be my signature FTF item for my future geocaches. Right now I’m just waiting for my cache to be approved and then it will be public. That link will work when it’s approved.
Medium sized geocache contains:
1 pen
1 logbook
1 Dallas McDanger certified-awesome FTF Navy Seal toy
Random cowboys and indians action figures
Jul 222009
Names are changed to protect the innocent. I’m not so lucky…my name is the domain name.
I went to Allegany with two friends of mine, Verath and Vestari, the other weekend and finally decided to tell the tale of the night hike and getting lost.
Night hikes entered my life when my friend Cuder and I went to Pumpkinfest in Ellicottville and couldn’t stand the crowd. We were being pushed in all directions by complete strangers who were on their quest for beer and bands. Not to mention it took nearly 3 hours to get there because of the flood of traffic leading to the town on the one flipping highway that’ll get you there. We had gone in the first place to meet my dad and stepmom…and we were bored. Agoraphobia settled in within minutes and we found ourselves sipping (delicious) pumpkin beer in the only area of the bar that wasn’t populated – by a ferocious generator in direct sunlight. Sweat was dripping off of me, anger was building and we wanted to get the hell out of there. I remember we had pains in our stomachs…either from not eating, drinking too fast (to calm down) or maybe just phobia-knots. We didn’t even finish our beers before we looked at eachother, said “want to leave?”, and left in a hurry. We were pushing our way through the crowded bar and onto the crowded street…getting irritated at the fact that we couldn’t bolt in a straight line. When we walked one way, somebody was going that way. When we turned, there were people going that way too. We had to stop a few times. I wanted to punch every single person in the face that halted progress of retreat. The minute when the crowd ended, we felt infinitely better. We commented on how our stomachs felt better. Peace was back. Continue reading »
Jul 222009
Looks like I’m breaking out the rain jacket for geocaching.
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