When there were good times......

The Geo-Politics of West Tennessee have turned sour but not long ago there were good times and friendships. After the event for sskaysee on January 20, 2007, a group of cachers from throughout West Tennessee proceeded to Stanky Creek in search of the Night Time Squirrel Hunt. Hunting the cache for the first time were: Dalls of Beech Bluff, Magic Rock of Memphis, Prontopup of Memphis, Pippin-98 of Memphis and myself (Titansfan) of Dresden. Also along for the ride were: Sprout of South Haven, MS, -boatman- of Jackson, bitbrain and Mackheath of Memphis.

After arriving at the parking area, all donned the necessary equipment for the adventure. Being a veteran of two previous night caches in the Land Between the Lakes, I was prepared with a hands-free headlight, warm clothes and knowing there is a creek through the middle of the wooded area, I wore waterproof Gore-Tex boots.

The adventure began, Magic Rock amazed us with his laser pointer. That little green laser lite up the forest. We headed hiked throughout the forest, often with Dalls in the lead. He was warmly dressed and with coveralls, he was immune to the briars. Thanks for Dalls for clearing the path. Creeks were crossed more than once, all of use helping one another and see that all were safely across. We would find one reflector than another and another. Would this trail ever lead to the cache????? The cache was found, Pippen-98 was there to open the prize.

After the night cache, we saw that there was a cache nearby and all of us proceeded to the cache. About 20 feet from the cache, the briers intensified, the Legend receivers were losing signal. My Garmin 60cs continued to keep a signal. Dalls asked what direction and how far. I pointed with my light in the direction and told him the distance. Like a bulldog, the trounced on the cache and found it.

On the way out, I pointed out to Dalls that one of the mega-multi's was very close. His Legend had long lost signal, I gave him my 60cs and he plowed through the briers. The rest of us kept quiet and waited to hear the splash. We heard nothing. After a few minutes, Dalls comes plowing back through the briers and says he found the cache.

Caching was complete for the day and all of us headed back to our homes. I stopped by a store to get a caffeine drink for my 2 and 1/2 hour drive home.