Outside again, I had a seat and waited until the kids left. When the coast was clear I started my search but a minute later one kid reappeared and started talking to me.
He first told me that the helicopter wasn't his, but he thought it belonged to the Army and it was from World War I or II. Realizing I wasn't going to get any searching done, I headed off for another cache.
I returned a half-hour later and the kid was still there! I waited a few minutes and he disappeared again. In the meantime I read the logs and realized I was probably trying to look in the wrong place.
Sure enough I found the other spot where my GPSr wanted me while another family showed up. I dropped my GPSr, which was convenient since I now had an excuse to drop to my knees and look for the cache. Spotted it. Finally signed the thing and took off. Thanks for the cache.
Posted by jeff at December 12, 2004 01:12 PM