April 10, 2012

April 10, 2012

The sun was shining this morning, so after Bill did some routine maintenance on the coach, we went to try again to find the cache that we couldn’t find yesterday.

Today we entered the search zone from the opposite side.  The trail was easier, but it took us right back to the area where Bill spent 30 minutes yesterday.  I couldn’t climb up to the hunt area so Bill went had gone looking alone.

And there we were back to the same steep hill.  Ugh!  A few feet on down the trail there was a ravine that I thought I could manage, so off the trail we went.  In our hunting around Bill went back up on the ridge where he encountered a “killer” frog.  I  struggled with roots and a three inch carpet of dead leaves down in the draw where I came upon a turtle.  Bill’s threat hopped away, but my newfound friend stayed right where he was.  I ask him if he knew where the cache was, but he just looked at me as if to say, “What is this crazy old lady in my area for, anyway?”

Bill was ready to call it quits again, but I don’t give up so easily.  I saw a big flat rock by a tree stump, but I couldn’t get up to it.  Bill came back to where I was, climbed up to the rock, and there underneath it was the cache.  Yippy, Skippy!

On the way back to the car we went to the location of a fort used during the Civil War.  It was a great history lesson.

We moved the coach back to the Walmart parking lot,  went searching for two more caches, shopped a bit, and then decided it was time to rest.  It was a really busy, active day.