We placed a cache at the Mexican place in town a while ago. Stopped there tonight and the owner was happy to report three cachers stopped by to eat after finding the cache. She forgot where it was placed. The first crew to stop was looking all over and she couldn’t figure out what they were doing. When they stopped in to ask for help she remembered where it was and got them the smilie.
All the power trails close to us have hides unique enough that the pre-signed micros wouldn’t really work. Can’t replace a Colemam cooler with a film canister 🙂
There is one close to Mt Shasta that is like that though. Haven’t been that far south yet,but I got to the internment camp where Mr. Sulu and his family were held today. Not much left to look at and the gate was closed. Still haven’t turned off the highway to visit where the Japanese balloon bomb killed a family during WW2
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