At lunch today, I figured that I would stop by O Pole Mio, a newly minted cache near my office. I parked across the street from the GZ and noticed rammd on the phone. Then my cell rang. “Craig, it’s Richard. Have you done O Pole Mi yet?” Just about then, he turned my direction and saw me walking toward him. “Never mind.”
We put our collective geosense together, but still came up empty. Between us, we have more than 10,400 caches, but we still got the DNF instead of the co-FTF.
That the way it goes sometimes.
P.S.—I just got an e-mail from the cache’s owner. Richard and I did find the cache, afterall. We just couldn’t couldn’t extract it.
P.P.S.— 5/12/09 I dropped by the cache today and tried to extract it. I even used a ladder loaned to me by the nearby painters. The cache is wedged in its hidey-hole so tightly, I doubt it will ever come out. And that’s also the way it goes sometimes.
PPPS–Richard placed another container in front of the jammed one and turned our DNFs into FTFs.
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