36b: more PSA than cache

"When you hang a man, you better look at him"

*Actual location a little less conspicuous

36 FOUNDLED

Hey look, I actually followed instructions for once and took a match picture!

The traysure was quite aways up a tree, and while I could have shimmied up the tree like one of these guys:

I took the lazy way out and used a tool (2x6 launched through the air) like one of these guys:

After gathering the treasure, I found a bored lizard who took a shine to my Friday afternoon hassling.

After such exhausting hunting, I had to take a little time to enjoy the bench. Sunny, tucked away from the cold afternoon wind, big live oak branches parallel to the ground, birds singing. Sure beat the majority of my Friday riding the computer chair. After that there was an ill-fated alternate route that took me not to the tower but to a dying trail choked with poison oak and thistle. Now I know, go straight to the steep double-track, don't be tempted by the smooth singletrack to the left.

Found this guy on Normandy Rd., parked in the bike lane. He was too lazy (illin?) to move much, but I put him back in the bushes lest he get squashed by an overzealous roadie with leaners screaming down the hill.

This is amongst my favorite treasures, mostly because of the look on shady guy's face. He is clearly getting into the game, and all of the squares are none the wiser.

#36. Latest edition

I know you said you wanted a velocache that you could be in the woods to find. Like at the (used to be) Stairs an ish...



And to you false-balling niggas jus grab yo crotches. But if you paid, nigga, pat yo pockets.



1st, get thee to thee oaken singletrack. Soak it up. It's still good.

That way lies Freedom.


If you see this, you're Right.


Grab a seat on the New Stairs!


Remember when this was the type of view from the (used to be) Stairs?

Well now it is what it is at the New Stairs. Looking at this tree, reach around to your left, push the sawed off plank aside, grab a warmish Hamm's, and let this view do it's do on you until the location of the traysure reveals itself....

35 found. With so much drama in the MBC...

it's kinna hard bein' velo cacheing, see:

Gs up Ho's down.

Laid back. With the mini golf course on my mind, due to the labeling of this hidden cache, I very nearly rode on by on my way to the coastal dereliction near there. But as I rode by, I decided to check. What the heck? (I don't get the "dwarf on golf" which doesn't refer to the mini golf joint. Red herring?)

Sure enough.

I had my headlight on my helmet by default. Good thing, because there was NO WAY I was reaching into some mystery crevice in this location without seeing what was waiting there...

Evidence of highbrow affairs...



"They Made Me"...I'm sure that they did. This is a world apart, of which I freely admit I had no knowledge. And I will go back to not thinking of this place after this post.




Fargo today. I needed the gears on account of my busted ribs.




Sexy High Life tallboy, 2 sweet tallboy coozies, classy copper bottomed camp cookware (including the clamped together and not-well-cleaned utensil set plus...count 'em...2(!) red(!) plastic camp cups.) all lovingly packaged with "Go to HeLL!!!" written thereon.

Makes me feel kind warm and dark and furry.















Like an asshole?

YO! any velocache is a Good velocache, so I win.