<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054</id><updated>2011-07-14T16:28:32.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Geocaching at its best...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DeepDigger[T.L.]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13307388325358948753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116303479887053110</id><published>2006-11-08T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T20:13:18.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear the Banana</title><content type='html'>Which finally brings us to Wednesday, November 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to knock some out of the way today, despite Contra coming out on Xbox 360 today.  (I did make it back with enough time to beat the game!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialed up &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=5b1b9676-477e-4df5-9a87-6329bbbd2432"&gt;Fear the Spear&lt;/a&gt; (GCX5MV) in the GPS and drove towards it.  It was a multi-cache (of which I've had absolutely no luck with) but this one turned out to be doable.  The coordinates took me to a handicapped parking sign, which had the coordinates to stage two written in sharpie on the back.  They were very faded, making it almost impossible to decypher, but I ended up getting them inputted into my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage two was only .25 miles away, so I hoofed it over there.  This was all around a community football field which was completely empty.  It was very nice not having to deal with muggles.  The GPS pointed into the woods, which made me silently curse to myself.  I looked around for 15 minutes or so, and finally found it about 6 feet away from where my GPS was pointing.  I was sort of pissed, but glad that I found it.  I looked around inside but found nothing that was worth taking, so I just signed the log and re-placed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=520b7b8d-ee42-4134-b1df-c5f5b6fdc3c7"&gt;DIY&lt;/a&gt; (GCWYTD) being in the general vicinity of me, so I looked in my folder and found the location and drove over to it.  It was a Home Depot, and I came by here one night, but wasn't able to get out and look for anything.  This one proved to be fairly easy in the daylight.  It was a 35mm film canister velcroed to the bottom of a gray box on the wall of the business (very low so noone would see it if they were looking.)  I signed the log and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a good day for caching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116303479887053110?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116303479887053110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116303479887053110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116303479887053110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116303479887053110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/11/fear-banana.html' title='Fear the Banana'/><author><name>K. Hanley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116303420048675295</id><published>2006-11-08T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T20:03:20.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No 'Hiding' For Tuesday Caches</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, November 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was called into work at 1pm.  When I got in there was absolutely nothing for me to do, so I left after an hour.  Still having about three hours before I'd normally go in, I figured I'd do some caching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=5682072f-214a-4cf8-b5dd-1a56b592714c"&gt;Miranda&lt;/a&gt; (GCMGDM) was one that we tried before, but didn't have any luck (or flashlights!).  It was on the way back home, so I stopped by.  I found it within minutes, hanging from a drain.  It used the same technique as DeepDigger tried to use for one of his hides on the USC campus.  I took a pretty nice little necklace with a martini shaped charm and left another dinosaur figure.  I'm so cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I decided I'd give &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=b03b6169-cd92-4a71-aec6-006cd6c2c1f6"&gt;Park Hopper 1&lt;/a&gt; (GCYFMD) another try.  Last time there were lots of muggles there, and this time was no different.  I don't know if I'll ever have the peace and quiet to find the first stage.  I sent the owner a message hoping for some hints to aide my search, but no response yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had time for one more so I dug around and found &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=2284b2d4-54fa-4ed6-a2d6-15fee807597f"&gt;Hidden Garden&lt;/a&gt; (GCX9VD).  I drove to the location, which was right near a voting place.  It was packed with voters!  The GPS took me around back to a Master Gardener demonstration place, and I found the cache with ease.  It was meant to be an easy cache, just to show people the garden location.  I took a really nice LED keychain light (for future hunts) and left a bouncy ball and a geocaching golf tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, fun is over.  Had to go to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116303420048675295?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116303420048675295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116303420048675295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116303420048675295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116303420048675295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-hiding-for-tuesday-caches.html' title='No &apos;Hiding&apos; For Tuesday Caches'/><author><name>K. Hanley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116303364884110977</id><published>2006-11-08T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T19:54:08.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting the Week Off Right</title><content type='html'>Monday, November 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is our usual 'Caching in Fort Walton Beach' day, so I ran over to TinyDancer's house.  We wanted another crack at &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=ee62ad09-6ed8-4ccf-a5c5-0f55e78abd91"&gt;The Library Cache&lt;/a&gt; (GCYEEY) so we went there immediately.  This cache was quickly becoming the bane of my existance.  Urban micro caches with muggles swarming everywhere=nightmare.  We looked for this one for nearly an hour and a half, but finally, FINALLY, I found it.  I signed the hell out of that log and took a few pictures and got the hell out.  I won't miss that library at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the time spent on that hunt wiped out most of the night, but there was another one we wanted to check out.  &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=909f1c04-bf57-4f7f-becb-b3c037549bdd"&gt;Oak Tree Cache&lt;/a&gt; (GCH0V4) was one that perked our interest from the first time we saw it.  She said she had heard of the park, but didn't recall exactly where it was, so we got the coordinates and headed over to it.  The sign read that it was closed dusk to dawn, and it was clearly dark, but we didn't care.  We snuck in there with our flashlights and looked for it.  We turned up a string hanging from a tree where a cache may have been at one time, but was empty now.  We were going to look some more, but two cops with flashlights were at a nearby house and spooked us out of there.  Hopefully someone can verify if the cache is still there or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pouring rain the rest of the night, but TinyDancer is obsessed with this damn sport.  She wanted to find &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=353c5932-ebc3-4054-9188-73979efac4f4"&gt;Cannon Shell&lt;/a&gt; (GCQB99) because it was at a place she knew about, the Indian Temple Mound.  Out we went, into the monsoon.  We looked for that damn cache for probably 20 minutes, getting completely drenched the entire time, but eventually I couldn't take it anymore and asked if we could leave.  I won't mind looking again, in the dry weather, maybe even in day light.  Yeah, that would be nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116303364884110977?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116303364884110977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116303364884110977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116303364884110977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116303364884110977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/11/starting-week-off-right.html' title='Starting the Week Off Right'/><author><name>K. Hanley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116303313447355652</id><published>2006-11-08T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T19:45:34.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Needs Church On a Sunday ...</title><content type='html'>Sunday, November 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was our day to try to find a civil war geocoin for DeepDigger.  He's a civil war nut, so I wanted to get these for him.  Unfortunately, one of the geocoins was on a military base, and in order to get to it, you need a pass.  No passes are given out on Sundays, so we were out of luck.  Also unfortunately, the other civil war geocoin was picked up on Saturday, so we couldn't get that one either.  Hopefully it will turn up in another cache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were really looking forward to caching, though, so we took off down the Interstate towards Crestview.  I remembered reading about two caches at rest areas when looking at Crestview caches, so I made sure to get some printouts of the coordinates.  They weren't at the rest areas I originally thought they'd be at, but rather at two rest areas on the other side of Crestview, about 10 miles past.  I didn't mind the drive, so we hit them up.  The first one was &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=3ba0e4e7-3eb9-4b8a-b287-190ed126b3c3"&gt;Crestview I-10 Eastbound&lt;/a&gt; (GCMBJ2), since we were going east.  It was a camo box hanging from a tree near the off ramp.  There was a travel bug in there that consisted of socks.  The story read something about two people who used to live in Africa together, and the socks needed to get from one person to the other.  I don't remember, but I wasn't about to take a sock travel bug.  We took a little dinosaur figure and left some dice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we drove across the street to &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=ae64e25a-900e-49f9-9920-0b9f9a3054c2"&gt;Crestview I-10 Westbound&lt;/a&gt; (GCMBJ4).  This one was actually a little difficult.  We parked and ran into the woods and hunted around for it for about 5 minutes.  Finally I saw it, but I wanted the Dancer to find it, so I waited until she found it to say anything.  We took some jacks and left a Star Wars Burger King watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we visited my mom for a little while, but Dancer was still aching for more caching, so we looked up one more from my moms house.  &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=a12e2155-98a1-4505-a07e-d822bb94e36f"&gt;The Evil Empire Comes To Florida&lt;/a&gt; (GCXF9C) turned out to be right near Wal-mart, but we sure couldn't find it.  We gave up after about 15 minutes because there were some workers there who were semi checking us out.  Hopefully we'll find it another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, no pictures. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116303313447355652?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116303313447355652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116303313447355652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116303313447355652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116303313447355652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/11/who-needs-church-on-sunday.html' title='Who Needs Church On a Sunday ...'/><author><name>K. Hanley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116274775450746695</id><published>2006-11-05T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T19:14:08.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday's All Right For Caching</title><content type='html'>There is so much to catch up with.  I'll try to group it by trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, November 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TinyDancer came to visit me at work, and she was determined to pull me away to do some geocaching.  When I had some downtime, we ran over to try our hands at &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=5682072f-214a-4cf8-b5dd-1a56b592714c"&gt;Miranda&lt;/a&gt; (GCMGDM).  Unfortunately, she forgot the flashlight from my apartment, so when we went out, we were in the dark.  We came away empty-handed, but it was nice to see the area.  It would make the return trip easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I dragged her out in the blistering cold for a try at &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=fe34d744-e307-47ef-808a-7ce3a349a8fe"&gt;Whitmire Ghoul&lt;/a&gt; (GCRYE4).  We bundled up and headed out to another cemetery.  (She really hates cemetery caches.)  But there are so many of them!  This one was recommended to do at night, making it extra spooky.  I had a blast, but she was totally rushing me to get out of there.  We had to find the tombstone of this guy named Jim the Woodsman.  His gravestone was shaped like a treetrunk!  It was so cool.  We got the final coordinates by using his birth/death date and I found the cache behind a tree at the back of the cemetery.  We took a million dollar bill out and left Xi the travelbug (link can be found on the right column of this page.)  Didn't grab any pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Whitmire Ghoul we tried &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=10e10e8b-4ac7-478a-aca5-545837e32305"&gt;Welcome to UWF&lt;/a&gt; (GCTDC0), which has been quetionable for some time.  Lots of people are coming up empty-handed, but the cache owner has yet to go out to see if it's still there.  We didn't spend too much time on it, merely for this fact.  We left to try our hand at &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=82171495-bcf9-4155-ad81-c419b744c946"&gt;UWF Val Soccer&lt;/a&gt; (GCYQJM).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled up to the UWF Soccer field, but the coordinates were pointing into the woods.  I poked around in the woods for a few minutes, but it was kind of creepy so we took off.  We'll have to try that one again in the daytime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116274775450746695?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116274775450746695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116274775450746695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116274775450746695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116274775450746695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/11/saturdays-all-right-for-caching.html' title='Saturday&apos;s All Right For Caching'/><author><name>K. Hanley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116262564586973518</id><published>2006-11-04T02:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T02:43:37.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Cache Maintenance</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="200" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/utscAOnrtII"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/utscAOnrtII" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="190" width="230"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 0px; display: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 0px; display: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 0px; display: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 0px; display: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;DeepDigger[T.L.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116262564586973518?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116262564586973518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116262564586973518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116262564586973518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116262564586973518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/11/little-cache-maintenance.html' title='A Little Cache Maintenance'/><author><name>DeepDigger[T.L.]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13307388325358948753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116258605043288283</id><published>2006-11-03T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T15:37:07.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smooth Sailing for 'Rough Rider Cache'</title><content type='html'>Woke up to see I had a couple messages from the duo that handle a majority of the caches in the Pensacola area, tufer &amp; tufer2.  I had tried to find the &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=7458975b-a1e8-49c0-91cf-b8cd9f01bc3d"&gt;Rough Rider Cache&lt;/a&gt; (GCHKH1) last week and turned up empty handed twice.  They found it had been muggled, and finally had a chance to go out today to replace it.  Well, I was more than happy to get it out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove the car down to the county park, parked in my usual spot, and ran into the woods.  Upon entering the trail, I saw a tree about 100 yards to my right bend, crack, and shake like crazy.  All I can think of was that a bear was bending it.  I can't imagine anything else having that kind of strength.  Needless to say, I was scared to death, but I decided to try to push through it.  I wasn't about to leave a third time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a right turn towards the cache and followed the GPS for about 150 feet and found the nuts, which the clue spoke of.  "You'll go nuts over this cache."  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/1600/nuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/320/nuts.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, last time I saw them, they were just laying on the ground.  But this time it looked like something could actually be under it.  The clue finally made sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled it out and realized it looked very similar to the last cache I found.  It was very well stocked.  I was going to place the Lost $2 in it, but realized I forgot it &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/1600/frog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" width=200 src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/320/frog.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;somewhere (and I still can't find it ... oops!) so instead I put an ugly train bead necklace that I got out of a different cache.  In return I took a little frog... thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite happy to get out of the woods.  I hope I never have to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I sure as hell hope I find the Team Lost $2 Bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RBTL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116258605043288283?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116258605043288283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116258605043288283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116258605043288283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116258605043288283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/11/smooth-sailing-for-rough-rider-cache.html' title='Smooth Sailing for &apos;Rough Rider Cache&apos;'/><author><name>K. Hanley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116246086940351223</id><published>2006-11-02T04:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T04:48:56.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cache Titles Are So Appropriate Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=330908be-a919-4cae-b4b4-859b3c14c329"&gt;I'm Muggling You!&lt;/a&gt; (GCYCDQ) was an adventure I decided to take after work tonight.  When I say adventure, I'm definitely not using the word lightly.  It's amazing the difference you feel when you are caching at night as opposed to daytime.  A lot of it has to do with the way muggles look at you at night.  If you're out in the woods waving around a flashlight at 2:00am, they're gonna wonder what the hell you're doing, and they're sure as hell not gonna go inside without spying on you for as long as they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After following the GPS around for four miles or so, it finally began to clock down.  I pulled into an apartment complex, got my flashlight and pen out (as I've learned to do since so many caches have no writing untencil) and made the trek across the road into the woods.  The woods were standing on a beautiful lake which held the light of various street lamps and the moon.  I found the spot where the GPS said it was and started waving my flashlight around, looking for anything in the tall weeds.  In the summertime this place must be a haven for snakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally spotted a big gray box and found the best angle to pull it out.  It was an ammo box, very similiar to the first cache I found (which also included a strange muggle confrontation) and it contained a lot of goodies inside.  I pulled everything out and decided I'd take the Star Wars Emperor Palpatine Pez Dispenser.  I didn't really have anything to put in return, but I figured it was okay since the cache was so full, so I signed the log and closed her up.  It was at this moment when I realized I forgot my camera from my car.  DeepDigger gets cranky when I don't take pictures, so I knew I had to go back and get it.  I closed the cache, leaving it in the middle of the woods in plain sight and headed back to the car, knowing I'd be right back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I approached my car, I noticed a black suv was parked next to me.  As soon as I got close enough, the suv started its engine as if it were scared I was walking towards it.  This freaked me out because I realized the suv had a perfect angle to have been watching me the entire time.  I tried no to act nervous, but I couldn't very well walk back across the street with a muggle watching me at 2:15am, so I decided I'd just get in my car and drive away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove around for a bit and came back and, sure enough, the black suv was still parked in the same spot with its parking lights on.  I believe he was waiting to see if I would come back, so I continued driving and came all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and figured while I was here, I'd find something to put in the cache in return for the pez dispenser.  I don't have much, but settled on throwing a few guitar picks in there.  I then tried to decide if it would be a good idea to hang out awhile and hope when I got back the suv was gone, or if I should just chance it and head back immediately.  I decided on just going for it and getting it out of the way, so I drove back.  The suv was still parked there, but there were no lights on and it looked like noone was in it.  I drove past and parked behind a gas station.  I found another entrance to the woods and walked around the lake to the cache spot.  This trail hid me behind the trees at an angle that from where the suv was, they wouldn't be able to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened the cache, threw the guitar picks in, closed it up, took a quick picture (praying it was in frame) and tried very hard to &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/1600/muggling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/320/muggling.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hide it back where I found it (without turning a flashlight on in the pitch dark.)  I did the best I could, but I know I didn't hide it as well as I could have had it been daylight, or had I not been scared to death that I was being watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go back soon (in the daylight!) to see if I can hide it better.  Not that it was hard in the first place, but I'd hate for the original hider's vision to be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I won't go out at night alone anymore. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116246086940351223?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116246086940351223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116246086940351223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116246086940351223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116246086940351223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/11/cache-titles-are-so-appropriate.html' title='Cache Titles Are So Appropriate Sometimes'/><author><name>K. Hanley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116242629766610269</id><published>2006-11-01T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T04:27:46.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chugging Through 'Don't Steam On By!'</title><content type='html'>Every day, on the way to work, I see a train sitting in the middle of Garden Street.  Well, not in the middle, but in the median between the eastbound/westbound traffic lanes.  Recently I learned that a cache, &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=faf7c8c7-4bb7-4b8e-9bfc-1fc279c86fd6"&gt;Don't Steam On By!&lt;/a&gt; (GCTHRP), called this location its home, and I was anxious to get out and locate it.  Unfortunately my first two tries beared no fruit, but the third time's a charm.  I realized I had about 10 spare minutes before work, so I pulled the brake lever and stopped my boxcar along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit unnerving trying to poke around in a bush while traffic is blasting by you in both directions.  I'm sure I looked like an idiot, but this is the way it goes when people decide to put caches in muggle-filled zones.  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/1600/steam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" width=300 src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/400/steam.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luckily it proved to be a quick find, as I was probably in and out in 2 or 3 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:  Here's the long awaited image.  I don't know if you can really see how small it is in the photo, but it is pretty tiny.  I could barely fit the log back in it when I was done signing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116242629766610269?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116242629766610269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116242629766610269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116242629766610269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116242629766610269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/11/chugging-through-dont-steam-on-by.html' title='Chugging Through &apos;Don&apos;t Steam On By!&apos;'/><author><name>K. Hanley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116228603937377039</id><published>2006-10-31T04:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T04:14:16.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Out Here But Us Grass!</title><content type='html'>After heading out to &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=7458975b-a1e8-49c0-91cf-b8cd9f01bc3d"&gt;Rough Rider Cache&lt;/a&gt; for the second time this morning and again turning up empty, I decided to message the owners and ask for some clues.  They said it was an easy cache, and couldn't imagine someone having this much difficulty, so they went out to check on it.  Sure enough, it was muggled.  Turns out I wasn't quite as bad as I thought I was.  Will be happy to get this one out of the way after they put another cache out. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116228603937377039?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116228603937377039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116228603937377039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116228603937377039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116228603937377039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/10/nothing-out-here-but-us-grass.html' title='Nothing Out Here But Us Grass!'/><author><name>K. Hanley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116228539889094610</id><published>2006-10-31T03:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T04:06:57.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caching Newbie Comes Out Strong</title><content type='html'>After two straight days of no finds, I figured a change of location was in order.  I recruited the help of Team Lost's newest unofficial member, Tiny Dancer.  And I tell you, she had the hot hands tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote down the coordinates for three caches, got a few things together, and headed out.  First on the list was &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=bc79e007-613d-4b5f-9128-f2b3520ec37f"&gt;S4, Jesse Rogers Cemetery&lt;/a&gt; (GCG77F).  We approached the entrance to the Cemetery and quickly read the sign that said "Closed From Dusk Till Dawn."  Being the night before Halloween, and realizing the wonderful reference of a horror movie title, I decided I didn't care.  We headed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cache consisted of finding birth/death dates of a couple people and plugging in numbers in order to find the coordinates of the cache.  The GPS was apparently bouncing off the spirits of the dead, because it was going nuts.  After 20 minutes of searching with a single flashlight, we managed to find the numbers we needed.  Unfortunately we plugged in a birth date instead of a death date, so we were headed in the total wrong direction of the cache.  Tiny Dancer figured that out after the GPS was pointing to the other side of a fence.  We quickly went back to the headstone, found the correct numbers, and headed in a more appropriate direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing in on the destination, we poked around in some bushes for a bit and didn't see anything.  I rarely print out the cache sheets, so I didn't have any clues or anything to go on.  I figured I'd use my phone-a-friend to call DeepDigger, and as I was asking him for some clues, Tiny Dancer proclaimed "I think I found it."  Sure enough, I looked over and she had the cache in her hands.  It was a micro.  I let her sign the log since she was the finder.  We quickly replaced the cache and took off.  We didn't want to stay in a graveyard in the dark on the eve of Halloween.  (Also we forgot to take pictures of this one, sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En route to destination #2, &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=c300a8e2-662f-4f3a-96e9-a2a01060be71"&gt;Nan's Kitchen Cache #2&lt;/a&gt; (GCQHNH), we were in good spirits.  I told the Dancer that we were going to a park, and she realized the direction we were headed was a park she used to play in as a child.  Sure enough, she confirmed this when the GPS clocked down.  We hopped out of the car and followed the arrow that we've come to love and hate.  It pointed to some bushes and ... wait.  What happened?  Oh, looks like the GPS has breathed its last breath.  Karma from poking around in a graveyard prior?  Who knows.  As I was about to suggest turning back to get more batteries, I heard what has begun to be a familiar sound: Tiny Dancer gloating about another find.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/1600/IMG00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/200/IMG00010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  "I see it!" she said, heading around the fence to the cache and out she came with a huge tupperware box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We popped her open and you could see stars in her eyes as she looked over her first cache with inventory.  She poked around and took out a pencil with a snowman eraser.  In return we left gorilla-my-dreams travel bug.  I was sad to see him go.  He had a long trip to Florida from South Carolina.  I wish him well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really enjoying the night.  It had been so long since I had found a cache and here we were two for two!  We left and stopped at a gas station to get some fresh batteries for the GPS and another flashlight.  The Dancer also wanted to buy a little something to leave in a later cache, so she bought a 8 pack of dice.  I believe she may be getting addicted. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for cache #3, &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=9a542f00-543d-4d73-ab8b-d8736c5cd0eb"&gt;Don't Tread on Me&lt;/a&gt; (GCTE5G).  I remembered reading the details, and it was under the Brooks Bridge.  We drove around until we found our way under there, and parked.  Be weary, those who dare venture down to this one.  You'll find some nice stuff on your shoes if you're not careful.  We smelled this one for the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 5 minutes of looking around with our flashlights, Dancer said "I have an idea!"  I don't know what she was on, but I need some.  Boy was she on tonight!  Of course, I didn't discount her for a second.  It didn't surprise me a bit when she came out with the cache.  That was three in a row for her!  Am I that bad?  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/1600/IMG00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/200/IMG00003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  She popped open the small bottle and pulled all the contents out.  A travel bug!  Without a thought she pocketed the bug, threw in some dice and signed the log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having found three caches, we decided we had time for a couple more.  Called up Deep again and got the coordinates to one I saw when I was looking on the site earlier in the day.  &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=ef3985ca-dbce-4f26-a271-e19b6323755d"&gt;Fort Walton Landing&lt;/a&gt;, another micro.  Woo freaking hoo.  She knew where the landing was, so she drove there as I put in the numbers.  Parked as close as we could and hoofed it to the location.  Read the clues to ourselves over and over, but couldn't figure out anything.  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/1600/IMG00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/200/IMG00009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We gently pulled everything we could get our hands on, but nothing came out of the ground.  We almost gave up three or four times.  As I climbed the hill to leave, I saw one last thing to pull up, and out it came.  Yes!  I finally found one!  One out of four isn't bad, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I called Deep to gloat, Dancer unscrewed it and pulled out the log.  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/1600/IMG00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7274/244/200/IMG00008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's my turn to sign!  Yeah!  Signed it, felt good inside and placed it back.  Four for four.  I couldn't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a little bit of time left, we got one more set of coordinates from the Team Lost Headquarters (Deep's house as he tried to eat.)  &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=ee62ad09-6ed8-4ccf-a5c5-0f55e78abd91"&gt;The Library Cache&lt;/a&gt; (GCYEEY) was at a Library (appropriately) right up the road.  We parked at a car wash and made a short walk to the library.  We looked for about 30 seconds as we realized there was a homeless guy shuffling around near the library behind us.  Being the safe geocachers that we are, we decided it would be a good idea to leave.  We walked (quickly!) to our car and made the drive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a great night.  Can't wait to get out again.  I wonder how I'll fare without her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116228539889094610?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116228539889094610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116228539889094610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116228539889094610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116228539889094610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/10/caching-newbie-comes-out-strong.html' title='Caching Newbie Comes Out Strong'/><author><name>K. Hanley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116227605173000606</id><published>2006-10-31T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T01:27:31.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caching in...</title><content type='html'>The Fiance' and I went caching tonight after speaking several times with Banana while they were out and about.  You guys talked us into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/400/love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first cache we decided to check out was &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=9b294fdc-f433-4938-bcee-42199b579691"&gt;Love-30, Waypoint GCJZNV&lt;/a&gt; , which is  a disabled cache at gc.com .  The owner, I suppose, doesn't live near the site and they are not able to repair it in a timely manner.  I printed out a log to take and replace, but after finding the cache, we noticed the container lid was broken therefore letting moisture inside.  I emailed the owner about this issue and asked if I could replace the cache and log with a new container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/btube2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/400/btube2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next, we headed over to &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=d4fcd1f2-45ea-4ee1-af25-fa739ef30663"&gt;The Black Tube's Little Brother, Waypoint GCJFEP&lt;/a&gt;.  This one had us stumped as we couldn't find it the first 2 times that we had been to this location.  After getting a clue, we went to the spot where it 'should' have been.  It wasn't there.  Wait.  There's a lot of leaves and dirt that looks like it may have slid down the hill from the recent deluge over the weekend.  Needless to say, that's where it was at.  Underneath all of that stuff, and we were right there 2 times before!  Oh well.  Signed the log and re-hid the way it should have been hid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/boza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/400/boza.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ended our route at &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=0d7eda44-d13b-4cd3-9684-fe6dc494ea40"&gt;BOZA 7, Waypoint GC5501&lt;/a&gt;.  We'd known about this one for a while, it was just a matter of time of picking the right time to go and take a picture of it.  If you ever get a chance for this one, do it.  There is so much history here that it would take a whole day to check out just this city block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for tonight as I am running out of nearby caches to keep up with Banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DeepDigger[T.L.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116227605173000606?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116227605173000606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116227605173000606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116227605173000606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116227605173000606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/10/caching-in.html' title='Caching in...'/><author><name>DeepDigger[T.L.]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13307388325358948753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116225538098584852</id><published>2006-10-30T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:43:33.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Park It" published</title><content type='html'>Mr. Reviewer Guy published &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=2a9f5e05-4143-41ee-9322-32a211a96c9d"&gt;Park It, Waypoint GCZ2BP&lt;/a&gt; early this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the first to congratulate Smudge of "Team Wee Lee" for the First To Find.  Member dropped off a $1 Bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the cache and dropped off 5 Gamecock stickers and retrieved the information from the bill to add it to wheresgeorge.com  It can now be tracked over on the sidebar, under "Trackables" as Wee Lee $1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DeepDigger[T.L.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116225538098584852?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116225538098584852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116225538098584852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116225538098584852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116225538098584852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/10/park-it-published.html' title='&quot;Park It&quot; published'/><author><name>DeepDigger[T.L.]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13307388325358948753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116218100527299387</id><published>2006-10-29T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T23:12:42.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a Picture...</title><content type='html'>After many attempts at solving the puzzle to &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=9bc568b6-d971-42f0-826a-7a2dd2289657"&gt;Photography 101, Waypoint GCTT54&lt;/a&gt; I was finally able to locate this cache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/PICT1118.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/320/PICT1118.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 9:00pm tonight when the Men's Soccer Team was out practicing as I drove by when my GPS started to hone in on this one.  I noticed some people walking across a wooden bridge to cross a nearby creek and I said to myself, "Looks like I'm going to be a troll for this one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/PICT1123.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/320/PICT1123.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I hopped out of the car, my GPS had confirmed my fate.  I got closer and closer and just knew that it was going to be under the bridge.  As I walked faster and faster to the spot, I tried to be as stealthy as possible due to many muggles out tonight.  When I get to the bridge and look under it, it's not there.  I search around for a few seconds.  After failure, I walked to the other side of the bridge and shined my flashlight underneath the bridge framework and the cache appeared as it was tucked away ever so nicely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/PICT1116.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/320/PICT1116.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After grabbing the cache, I didn't feel 'hidden' well enough so I walked back to the car with this one.  This cache is stocked with a lot of goodies.  It took me about 10 minutes to go through all of the things and sign the log.  I took a Sparkle Night Light and a $2 Trackable Bill located at wheresgeorge.com  and left a sackful of gems from the N.C. mountains and a couple of Gamecock Stickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I placed everything back in place inside the ammo can and walked back over to the bridge to place it back exactly where it was.  Man, what a good hiding spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116218100527299387?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116218100527299387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116218100527299387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116218100527299387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116218100527299387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/10/take-picture.html' title='Take a Picture...'/><author><name>DeepDigger[T.L.]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13307388325358948753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116215018136062596</id><published>2006-10-29T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T14:29:41.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Run...</title><content type='html'>After the S. Carolina football game had ended, we made a route of caches to check out.  There were actually 6 of them that we were going to try and find.  Upon getting on the road, I noticed that I'd forgotten my waypoint list.  We winged it for a route and only visited 4 cache sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first cache we arrived at was one that we'd tried the night before; &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=d4fcd1f2-45ea-4ee1-af25-fa739ef30663"&gt;The Black Tube's Little Brother, Waypoint GCJFEP&lt;/a&gt; .  I read some of the spoilers to help with a hint and I found out that the cache was a cigar tube wrapped in black tape with a red lid.  We searched and searched.  It just wasn't meant to be.  We did happen to find an "AA" token in the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/PICT1092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/200/PICT1092.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We moved on to &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=edb25648-8f1a-45b3-9df8-4f9abcecb0ba"&gt;Neighborwood, Waypoint GC7BBD.&lt;/a&gt;  This one was a sigh of relief as my Garmin zeroed in right on the cache.  Nice and easy grab and go type cache.  Located right under the Water Meter lid.  After returning home, I read the spoilers for this cache and later found out that there is a Black Widow spider living in this spot.  The owners of the cache decided not to kill him as he keeps the fire ant population down.  Would have been nice information to know BEFORE the hunt.   We took a Puzzle and left the "AA" token we'd found earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/PICT1114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/200/PICT1114.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Headed over to &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=d7f57ced-8cf5-4967-8031-fd58d70041cc"&gt;From Russian With Love, Waypoint GCPDDT&lt;/a&gt; looking for another easy cache.  The coordinates led us to a church, more specifically, a small playground behind the church.  The clue to the cache was 'Yes, Look Under'.  Underneath the handicapped ramp laid the cache.  We found it in about 3 minutes after looking under everything else.  It was here that I decided to drop of the Natasha Travel Bug.  It read on her description that she is always wanting to meet new friends, and Snoopy was waiting for her.  We took Snoopy and a patch and left a Cinderella Snow Globe along with the Travel Bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After mass confusion between myself and the GPS, we drove a couple of miles to &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=a6eceee5-ed14-4dbe-96bf-9495c3a3a54f"&gt;Ammo Can-An Artists Interpretation, Waypoint GCWMCH.&lt;/a&gt;  The description of this cache stated that the coordinates were an 'average'.  We searched this area for about an hour as there was no one out at 2:30a.m.  Saw many hollowed out trees, but no cache box.  Will definitely try it again sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/midnightmap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/400/midnightmap.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116215018136062596?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116215018136062596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116215018136062596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116215018136062596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116215018136062596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/10/midnight-run.html' title='Midnight Run...'/><author><name>DeepDigger[T.L.]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13307388325358948753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116206275254324815</id><published>2006-10-28T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T21:31:02.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge against "Rasputin"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/PICT1081.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/320/PICT1081.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Banana was visiting here in South Carolina, we decided to try our luck against "Rasputin's Revenge", waypoint &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=2d700581-9c4e-4f38-9607-bbfef2082fde"&gt;GCNN9Q&lt;/a&gt;.  After solving the puzzle during the night, we decided to head out in the midst of the dark.  The Coordinates pointed to the jungle.  Literally.  We came up empty handed both that night and the next morning.  We were all over it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/PICT1083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/200/PICT1083.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went out this morning Geocaching and Metal Detecting.  Headed back to where the coordinates pointed and with a clue from the Cache owner, was able to locate this cache in no time.  The cache owner was worried that the ivy had overgrown the cache, but it wasn't the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/PICT1085.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/200/PICT1085.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way back to the car, I caught 2 turtles sunbathing in the river.  Sat and watched them for a few minutes while their friend decided to join them.  Very nice place out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116206275254324815?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116206275254324815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116206275254324815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116206275254324815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116206275254324815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/10/revenge-against-rasputin.html' title='Revenge against &quot;Rasputin&quot;'/><author><name>DeepDigger[T.L.]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13307388325358948753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116199727039718870</id><published>2006-10-27T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:08:26.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Park It" redone.</title><content type='html'>Woke up this morning and found that SC_Reviewer had reviewed my cache information and had emailed me to inform that the previous location was too close to another cache.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/PICT1080.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/200/PICT1080.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retrieved this afternoon after work in the rain.  Nothing like cachin' in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went tonight to find a new location for "Park It".  Found a good location:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Waypoint: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=2a9f5e05-4143-41ee-9322-32a211a96c9d"&gt;GCZ2BP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Coordinates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N33• 59.230&lt;br /&gt;W081• 03.380&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11:00 P.M. eastern, I submitted the cache info to gc.com and hopefully Mr. Reviewer Man will check it out for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;Deep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116199727039718870?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116199727039718870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116199727039718870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116199727039718870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116199727039718870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/10/park-it-redone.html' title='&quot;Park It&quot; redone.'/><author><name>DeepDigger[T.L.]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13307388325358948753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116198100773216459</id><published>2006-10-27T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:44:22.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Pin Cone, Reclaimed' Claimed</title><content type='html'>It was sprinkling again this morning (after a tremendous downpour all night) but I was determined to get out today.  I searched the site for a suitable cache that I'd be able to find fairly quickly, but I wanted to explore a place I'd never seen before, so I found a cache called 'Pin Cone, Reclaimed' (GCP7T7). It was a 2/1.5.  I plugged in the coordinates to the parking lot and the cache itself, grabbed my camera and I was on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/kev1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/200/kev1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was about a 4 mile drive, and again, Google Earth threw me down a street that I didn't need to go down.  I turned around and followed the GPS and arrived at a water reclamation project.  Parked the car and headed through a gate that read "Gate closes at dark."  Good thing it was only 2pm.  As I made my way through the gate, I was struck with how beautiful the woods were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/kev2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/200/kev2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was on a trail heading right through them.  I looked at the GPS  and it said I had to walk a little more than half a mile, so I buckled down and started hoofing it.  I quickly came upon a boardwalk, which continued all the way to the cache (and past!).  I'd never seen a boardwalk so vast, but then again I haven't been on too many.  The scenery was beautiful, and the water under the boardwalk was nice, and at one point became totally covered in algae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/kev3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/200/kev3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw a couple ducks and water pipes and finally zeroed in on the waypoint.  Took me about 30 seconds to find it, since there weren't too many places it could have been hiding.  It was hanging on two nails under the railing of the boardwalk.  As soon as I found it the rain started coming down a bit stronger, so I opened it up, looked at the contents and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have anything to put in (it's a lapel pin trading station) and I forgot my pen, so I just closed it up and left.  I'll come back again soon to sign the log.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/1600/kev4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1217/4096/200/kev4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RB[TL]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116198100773216459?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116198100773216459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116198100773216459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116198100773216459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116198100773216459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/10/pin-cone-reclaimed-claimed.html' title='&apos;Pin Cone, Reclaimed&apos; Claimed'/><author><name>K. Hanley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116183846060850998</id><published>2006-10-25T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:54:20.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Wednesdays</title><content type='html'>Well, Wednesdays are always a happy day for me.  Mostly because half of the year it means a new LOST is on.  Oh, and our team name has nothing to do with that show.  It's mere coincidence ... right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and logged onto the geocaching.com site and realized that there was a new cache out, called "Creek Club" (GCZ1MV).  I wake up late, so there were already two finds from pretty prominent cachers in the area, but I grabbed my GPS and headed out.  To my amazement, it was within walking distance to my apartment.  It was in the front of the local golf course I live on, which is closed currently for renovations.  It didn't take me too long to find it.  With an open sky, the GPS didn't have much trouble zeroing in on a bush, and inside was a camo container.  With only a few people finding it in front of me, there wasn't much worth while inside, but I took a pack of trading cards shaped like cats.  I left a John Coltrane cassette tape in return.  Was a fun cache, and made me happy knowing one was so close to my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran back home and immediately searched for another one to find.  I found one about 5 miles away, so I hopped in my car and headed toward it.  I have to say, 5 miles seems like eternity when one is stuck in traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at a park which was right beside an elementary school.  There were some older people around, so I had to sort of walk around for 15 minutes acting like I was enjoying the scenery.  (Not that I wasn't, but I was sort of focused on finding the cache.)  Over the course of 10-15 minutes they eventually left one by one.  I looked where my GPS was pointing, but it was kind of tricky.  It seemed at one point that the GPS was pointing on the other side of the fence, in the school's playground!  I dismissed that theory and dug around in the bushes for about 10 minutes.  Finally I saw a pipe and thought "well, let's just see if the lid comes off."  Sure enough, it did, and it contained a geocaching canister.  The cache was totally full, so in order to leave my "First Response" travel bug, I had to take the biggest thing, so it would fit.  It was some firetruck beaded necklace.  Totally tacky, but whatever.  Another find!  No complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I figured I had time for one more before it was time to get ready for work, so I tried to pick an easy one.  Found one with a 1/1 rating, and off I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google Earth gave me some bogus directions, so I wound up just following the GPS arrow.  Ended up behind an Albertson's.  The name of the cache was "Tornado" and the GPS lead me to a sign on the fence labeled "Tornado."  These types of things make me really happy, as if I've found a connection not many people have found.  Anyway, I dug around in the bushes for about 10 minutes, trying not to look like a crazy person to the few cars and walkers passing by.  I finally found another camo container in there and took some sweet looking marbles.  In return I left the cat trading cards I had received earlier in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few caches downtown semi-near my work that I am anxious to get out of the way, but I'm sure they'll come in time.  I am also anxious to get my girlfriend out there with me, to see if the addiction bites her as it has me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, more to come tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular_Banana, out.&lt;br /&gt;Team Lost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116183846060850998?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116183846060850998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116183846060850998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116183846060850998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116183846060850998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-wednesdays.html' title='Happy Wednesdays'/><author><name>K. Hanley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36621054.post-116183337163546393</id><published>2006-10-25T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:28:38.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preface...</title><content type='html'>Today is the day,&lt;br /&gt;that mankind will be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear no more,&lt;br /&gt;of finding that elusive cache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.eam L.ost is forming,&lt;br /&gt;to change the geocaching experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this was just the first log on our blog.  We will showcase all of the GeoCaches that we find and hide.  We'll keep a running list of all the Travel Bugs we retrieve and drop off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to check back later for updates and finds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36621054-116183337163546393?l=tlcaching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/feeds/116183337163546393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36621054&amp;postID=116183337163546393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116183337163546393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36621054/posts/default/116183337163546393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tlcaching.blogspot.com/2006/10/preface.html' title='Preface...'/><author><name>DeepDigger[T.L.]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13307388325358948753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
