GC8ATAJ Traditional Cache The Pirate Bay
Type: Traditional | Size: Micro Micro | Difficulty: 4 out of 5 | Terrain: 4 out of 5
By: Jakgab @ | Hide Date: 07/14/2019 | Status: Available
Country: United States | State: Colorado
Coordinates: N37° 30.288 W108° 34.550 | Last updated: 06/19/2022 | Fav points: 0
Boat  May require wading  May require swimming 

This micro sized geocache will be a fun adventure. The terrain is easy once you get there but you will need some form of water transportation the isolated location and size may make this a difficult find for inexperienced geocachers

Also I secured permission from the bureau of land management to place this cache. DO NOT put money in this cache as it will void my permission from bureau of land management.
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2 Logs: Found it 1  Publish Listing 1  

Found it 08/11/2019 By Cpl_Dirk
Ahoy!

Thar was a damp breeze in th' air as a lone figure placed a wee ship in th' water. Although th' sun had been up fer close t' two hours, th' clouds gave th' impression o' dawn as th' wee ship headed away from shore. This was a mornin' that only scallywags who had business on th' water would be out...

Th' helmsman checked th' bearin's 'n made a slight course correction, bringin' th' waves into th' aft starboard quarter o' th' wee craft. Nah difficult steerin', but conditions required attention. It felt good t' be out on th' water, interactin' wit' th' forces o' nature. Th' wind 'n waves would carry 'im past his objective if he wasn't mindful o' wha' was happenin' around 'im.

As th' ship approached th' coordinates 'n a wee island became distinguishable. Th' helmsman noticed another ship, moored a short ways off, on th' leeward side o' th' island. "Wha''s this?" he thought. "Am I too late?" Th' other ship was much larger 'n would 'ave trouble landin' on such a steep 'n rocky shore.

As 'twas, between th' boulders along th' shore 'n th' waves, findin' a suitable landin' spot was tricky. A wee gap in th' rocks, was all that was needed though. Soon a lone figure stepped ashore a low island draggin' th' ship behind 'im. "Now, on t' th' cache..." he thought.
Th' island was wee, appeared t' be ringed wit' trees, 'n covered wit' dense Rabbit Brush 'n Sunflowers. Th' figure followed th' arrow t' th' indicated spot. No other scallywags or tracks were visible. "I got this" he thought as geosense kicked in.

Success! As th' figure knelt t' unfurl th' log, "Yo ho ho, 'n a first-t'-find" he said quietly t' hisself, breakin' th' silence. As he retraced his steps back t' th' ship, he surveyed th' different hues o' green 'n yellow on th' island, th' reds, browns, 'n greens along th' surroundin' canyon, th' grays o' th' sky 'n water. "Wha' a cool ship 'n interestin' day t' be out here." He was thinkin' about th' brisk air 'n th' approach o' autumn as he paddled back t' shore. "Are those trees startin' t' turn already?" he thought as he spied some yellow on a distant bank.

Publish Listing 07/23/2019 By IgnotusPeverell
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