vicbiker
06-23-2006, 11:13 PM
Back down in the Limerick area again this weekend,I decided to do Picket Mt.II by Cache'n Jacksons.This Mountian holds lots of memories for me,as a young man I pumped gas at the Gulf Station in Limerick.Earland Gerry the man who own the station would take me hunting on Picket Mt.Later we snowmobiled there,he also own the Moto Ski dealer ship. Those were great times.
I parked the car in the desinated spot,grabbed the camera and gpsr,lock the car and headed for the Mt.Not having a lot of daylight left I hurried to the top to get a view while the sun was still up.The mountain is as beautiful as I remember it and a flock of cedar waxwings were eating blueberries when I got there.Doesn't get any better then that.
After taking in the view for a few minutes i decide to get back to the car before it gets dark.Half jogging down the mountain,I start to recall something that had happen to me earlier in the day.After gassing up the car in Corrinna and getting a coffee for the trip down,I put the change in my pocket.As I walked out the door it fell on the ground,I then realized there was a hole in my pocket.So I then transfered everything else into the other pocket.I'm sure that you now can guess what I'm about to say.Thats right when I locked the car I automatically put the keys in the pocket with the hole in it.Now half way down the mountain I reach into my pocket and no keys.
I know if they fell out on the first 4 tenths of a mile ,before I left the trail I might have a chance of finding them,Otherwise I will have to walk to a house and call my significate other with the great news.I know she'll be please seeing as how all the party supplies for her sons birthday party are in the trunk and the extra keys are in Abbot.
Some times you just live right or someone watches over you
,for me it must be the latter.The keys were a hundred yards from the car laying in plain sight with the little orange Shaws tag gleaming in all its glory.
FFJ was telling of all his most memorable caches the other day.I'm sure this will always be one of mind.just thought I would share it with you' Vic
I parked the car in the desinated spot,grabbed the camera and gpsr,lock the car and headed for the Mt.Not having a lot of daylight left I hurried to the top to get a view while the sun was still up.The mountain is as beautiful as I remember it and a flock of cedar waxwings were eating blueberries when I got there.Doesn't get any better then that.
After taking in the view for a few minutes i decide to get back to the car before it gets dark.Half jogging down the mountain,I start to recall something that had happen to me earlier in the day.After gassing up the car in Corrinna and getting a coffee for the trip down,I put the change in my pocket.As I walked out the door it fell on the ground,I then realized there was a hole in my pocket.So I then transfered everything else into the other pocket.I'm sure that you now can guess what I'm about to say.Thats right when I locked the car I automatically put the keys in the pocket with the hole in it.Now half way down the mountain I reach into my pocket and no keys.
I know if they fell out on the first 4 tenths of a mile ,before I left the trail I might have a chance of finding them,Otherwise I will have to walk to a house and call my significate other with the great news.I know she'll be please seeing as how all the party supplies for her sons birthday party are in the trunk and the extra keys are in Abbot.
Some times you just live right or someone watches over you
,for me it must be the latter.The keys were a hundred yards from the car laying in plain sight with the little orange Shaws tag gleaming in all its glory.
FFJ was telling of all his most memorable caches the other day.I'm sure this will always be one of mind.just thought I would share it with you' Vic