Day 17. A morning cache. Contrary to weather reports it is a balmy day. The sun is up and the sky is blue with big puffy white clouds. We have opted for a close by cache it is .6 miles away. The cache is located near the old Kane family burial plot. The plot is in the ,wooded area out back of hacker field. There are many trails that run all through these woods and many access points. I decide we should head to the entrance that is at the bottom of Janeway St. We head in that direction. KC, Niki Novalee, and me.
I know these trails pretty well. I've walked them often enough. Our path T's, we go right. The leaf covered ground is wet and slippery. The path comes to another junction. We go straight.
The fall woods seems especially enchanting. Less leaf coverge equals more sunlight that reaches the forest floor. The light changes as it is filtered through the multicolored leaves and are changed some how. The light is now somewhat ethereal. The trail then takes us into pine groves. Dark shadows lie in wait here. The enchantment of the forest has somehow changed into something more sinister. I love how you can walk a few hundred feet and see so much change in the land surrounds me.
KC is unleashed and he is speeding away and then back, and then away again. Novalee holds Nikis' hand most of the time, and then sometimes mine. Eventually the path we are on comes across a fire pit strewn with keystone beer cans. Niki notes that it is probably a teen party sight. She can't see any one else drinking that terrible beer. Not if they had a choice. I took her word for it. I added keystone beer to my list of things I don't want to try. KC finds a litte stream and drinks a bit. He has earned his rest.
We continue on and are deposited on a logging road. I brighten up. I have been down this road before . The GPS indicates we should cross the road and delve back into the woods the cache is 480ft away. We did this and came upon the old Kane family grave yard. I think it was the thick conifer forest cover but the gps was doing a pretty poor job of tracking distances. We ended up walking past the cache. We came close to a cinder block foundation. From the distance it looked like and orange sleeping bag was draped over the wall. I sure was hoping we weren't invading some woods mans territory. I kept a good eye on the orange in the distance and we hunted some more for the cache. I finally got the gps working again. Found a spot that was within 10 feet of the cache and set the gps and my bag down.
Once in the vicinity we wandered around poking here and there for the cache. Eventually Niki called out I found it. I walked over to her. “I looked over here earlier” I told her. “Well from this angle it is pretty obvious.” she responded. “Can we go home now” Novalee asked. I smiled down at Novalee and then fished out the log book. I signed it while Novalee traded some items for other items. We re-hid the the cache and bid this neat little place farewell.
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