Originally Posted by
chibongo
The date was January 2004. I had not been caching long. Maybe just over a month. :? I decided to tackle a Chris&Cindy cache called “Dirty Little Cache.” It was described as being very small...so small that it didn’t have a log in it, just an object that you had to identify. I got my GPSr and headed out determined to locate this elusive cache. :rambo:
I got to the area of the cache, which was not far form the nearest parking. My car was probably 20 feet away. I searched by a fence and on top of a hill for at least an hour. There was a light mist the entire time I was searching. I looked EVERYWHERE for this cache. You know...under every piece of paper, soda can, rock, twigs, etc. I searched all along the fence, in the nearby tree, around the hill...you get the picture, right? Well, I finally got so frustrated that I just decided to leave and come back another day. :cry:
That night, I couldn’t sleep due to thinking about that cache. I kept going over the cache description in my mind. Over and over and...well, you get the idea. Finally, I remembered something that I thought I could find useful. :idea: I just knew it had to be on the fence. I told myself that I was going back the next day.
The rain hit and it rained until almost noon. I was finally able to get back out and attempt that... cache. I drove up to my little parking spot that I had the day before and began my search. All of the sudden, I saw something that I had not seen the day before. It was orange(it was just an orange newspaper bag...you know...to keep the paper dry as it sits out in your driveway after they deliver it?). As I walked toward this orange thing, that I know was not there the day before, I saw that there were rocks piled on top of the object. I thought, how did I miss this yesterday? I KNOW I didn’t. This was a new object. Maybe Chris&Cindy decided to make their cache a little bigger. I went and grabbed the bag. Since my car was so close, I decided to take the cache and sign the log in the car.
While sitting in my car, about to open the cache, my cell phone rang. I answered the phone as I was reaching into the bag. My friend on the other line said the thing that most of my friends say, which was “Are you out in the woods somewhere?” “No” I replied, “but I did just find a cache.” All of the sudden, I pulled a hundred dollar bill out of the bag. :money: I told my friend that I just found $100.00. She said “What?” Then, I pulled another hundred dollar bill out of the bag. :yikes: OK, now I was worried. Did someone rob a store? I got nervous. I shut my car door and drove away with the bag still sitting on my lap! After driving a couple blocks, I stopped and performed a more thorough search of the bag. It had little packets of white powder with green dollar signs on the outside of the baggies. :yikes: At this point, I could make this story really long and make myself sound like the geek that I am but I will just say that I drove the bag to the police station around the corner (making sure I didn’t go 1 mph over the speed limit). Turns out, there was $200.00, 32 baggies of coke, and an eight ball of coke in the bag. :eek2:
Trying to explain how I found the stash to the officers was quite comical. One police officer even held my GPSr and said “You can actually find drugs and money with this?”...Duh!
Before anyone even asks, NO I didn’t keep the money.