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Friday, April 17, 2015

Interview with the reViewer

How do geocaches get published? Anyone who has tried to hide a cache knows that there are mysterious people called Reviewers who review and publish geocaches. For many people, that is where the extent of their knowledge ends.
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With this question in mind, I recently had the opportunity to interview my local reviewer, who goes by the name of OReviewer. (Reviewers generally use a different account than their main account to review and publish geocaches.) OReviewer was more than happy to take some of his undoubtedly limited time and help shed some light on the mystery surrounding the sometimes enigmatic review processes and practices.
George (me): Are you a geocacher yourself? If so, about how many caches have you found?
OReviewer: Yes, I am a geocacher, with 12,000+ finds.
G: How long have you been geocaching, and how long have you been a reviewer?
OR: I have been caching since 2004, reviewing since 2006.
G: On average, about how many hours a week do you spend reviewing caches (including publishing, rejecting, archiving, etc.?)
OR: I spend too many hours on the Geocaching site. I can't begin to estimate the amount of time. It is a lot of 10-15 minute spots while doing something else rather than long hour-plus spans of time. For the most part, I am reviewing at least a couple of hours a day seven days a week, if not more.
G: How many submissions do you get during a typical week?
OR: I probably see 200-300 listings in a given week.
G: Do you get paid for being a reviewer?
OR: I do not get paid; this is strictly a volunteer position. I guess I am paid in t-shirts and thanks if that counts.
G: Do you get the final coordinates for multi-stage or puzzles caches from your reviewer account?
OR: I'm not sure I understand your question. As a reviewer, I have access to all of the final coordinates. If you are asking if I use these to skip stages of caches and not do puzzles; no. This would go against the reviewer code of ethics as well as my own.
G: If you hide a cache, do you have to approve it yourself?
OR: Let me make something clear, I don't approve or disapprove caches, I publish them. Approve or not is an opinion or judgment that doesn't play into how I review. There are many caches I've published I don't approve of but if they met the guidelines (even if barely,) they were published.
To answer your question; yes, have published my own caches. Most of the time I have another reviewer check it over to make sure I've not missed anything then either I publish it myself or have them do it.

G: What do you do if you have to take a vacation/family emergency/otherwise unavailable for a while?
OR: Usually I just ask one of the other reviewers to look at the queue if I am going to be away. Most of the restricted areas are pretty well marked.
G: How big of an area are you responsible for, and how many cache listings do you get a month?
OR: I review everything east of Latitude W77 in Pennsylvania, all of Delaware and I review in New Jersey.
G: Are you responsible for publishing all cache types?
OR: I publish all regular cache types except EarthCaches.
G: What do you like most about being a geocache reviewer?
OR: I enjoy helping the community getting their caches published, working with my fellow reviewers and promoting/protecting the hobby.
G: What do you like least about being a geocache reviewer?
OR: People who take the hobby too seriously and get upset over minor things. I don't like having to play the bad guy at times disabling caches for problems. I don't like having to say "No."
G: What is the worst experience you have had as a reviewer?
OR: My worst experience was being cursed at and threatened by a cacher because I wouldn't publish their cache. I've also had some...uncomfortable interactions with unhappy cachers at events. It comes with the job; people sometimes have trouble realizing it is just a game.
G: What is the top thing (or things) you wish cache submitters would do more or less of when submitting new caches, and what tips would you give to a new cache hider that would make your job easier?
OR: 1) Spell check your cache page; this is being published for the world to see and will be there forever.
2) Check for proximity yourself (what you can). Clicking the "...all nearby caches" will show you if you are less than 528 feet from another cache.
3) Include a detailed reviewer note about how and where the cache is hidden as well as well as how to solve puzzle or anything else that you think will get your cache published faster. The more you tell, the less back and forth there needs to be.
4) Look at the map of your cache. Does it look right? Do you see anything on it that might make me question your cache?
5) Location, location, location. Just because you can throw a film can in bushes, do those bushes really deserve a cache? What are you trying to show with your cache? Imagine this was your first find, would you continue caching if this was your first find?

G: What, if anything, would you change on geocaching.com or about the reviewing process?
OR: I would prefer to see there be a max number of caches per cache owner; be it by number of finds (sort of like how favorites work) or a strict "X amount of container caches out at a time".
G: How did you come to be a reviewer? Who asked you if you wanted to be a reviewer?
OR: I was asked to join the group by MissPlaced, the eastern PA reviewer at the time.
G: Can anyone become a reviewer? If not, what are the qualifications? (Note: Groundspeak has additional guidance at http://support.groundspeak.com/index.php?pg=kb.page&id=278)
OR: I would imagine almost anyone could become a reviewer. The requirements are pretty simple. They are listed at the link above. It mostly comes down to does the area need another (or more) reviewer(s). Our area seems to be doing well; I don't have trouble publishing the caches in a timely matter.
G: Why do you do it? (Reviewing geocaches)
OR: This game gave a lot to me when I started; it got me out of the house, showed me new places, helped me make some good friends and overall, and improved the quality of my life. I wanted to be able to do the same for the game. I started by helping to lead SEPAG (our local geocaching organization) and that evolved into becoming a reviewer. Now, I get to help my local community as well as the greater community (i.e., the areas I review.)
Hopefully, you now know a bunch more about the reviewers and review process that go into this game, and have a higher appreciation for just how much work is involved. Why not take a moment to drop your reviewer a line and say "thanks" for all their hard work. It won’t kill you, I promise!

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

GUEST BLOG - Jeff from NUCCI6 - The Mystery of the Speckled Hen

Join me for a special treat and a great story as told by Jeff from nucci6. He shares with us an interesting adventure and a twist that still has question marks all over it.

The Mystery of the Speckled Hen
 A summer vacation story from the 2010

Part 1: In the Middle


"Dead zone.... nothing but a giant dead zone" I mumbled under my breath as my friend Tom hurled us at a mile a minute towards our destination, a small park in a small town plopped almost in the middle of nowhere. Certainly a wireless dead zone. Neither of us had bothered to preload our GPS units with the coordinates of our destination. Tom forgot to press save, I relied too much on technology. In the dead zone, there was no way were getting the coordinates over the air. We were going to have to rely on Tom's memory and geo-senses, having found dozens of geocaches like this in the past.

Having located this particular cache before, Tom recognized the park but not GZ, ground zero, the holy grail of any cache hunt. I eyed up the park gazebo, the usual suspect for these little park caches. There would be no such luck as neither the construction or the landscaping gave any cues. I wandered about with the Pre held high in the air desperately looking for signal while Tom wandered about with his GPS. No signal, no coordinates, not even a description of what we were looking for. Oh to have had pencil and paper and have written this all down when we were back in the so-called civilized world of too much technology.

A couple of teenagers and the park groundskeeper were about. I wandered over to a bench surrounding a tree thinking it was a likely cache hiding spot, having given up on 21st century technology in lieu of common sense. Imagine that. Not seeing any metal on the wooden bench, I wandered over to some nearby electrical equipment -- a likely place for any magnetic key holder to be hidden, the most likely cache type to be located in a park hide like this.

By now we attracted the attention of the groundskeeper who was looking for a break from the back and forth motions of his grass cutting. "You guys geocachers?", he shouted from atop his industrial mower. Busted. "You were a lot warmer over by that tree than over there" he smiled as he motioned towards the electrical boxes. Busted. At least now though I stood a chance of finding the cache, a high tech treasure hunt using low tech knowledge and a friendly municipal employee.

With the log signed and a new smiley on the map Tom and I set off for a local micro-brewery. Eschewing technology for an old-fashioned map we did our best to either get further lost or towards our destination, trying to correlate squiggles on the map to what road we were on, roads with no names and no proper signage, no sense of north or south. Why bother? The locals knew where they were. After a few false leads around the town square we were just about on the correct road. I was on the lookout for the highway signs. That's when I spotted it, a little square blue and white sign with a picture of a chicken on it, with the works 'The Speckled Hen' and an arrow imploring us to go in that direction.

Part 2: In the Beginning

"Chick-CAAAAAAAAAN" the kids shouted from the cramped back seat of my little blue coupe, putting an extra emphasis and drawing out the second syllable, "Chick-CAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!" "Don't worry, daddy!", they shouted in unison, "every time we see the sign we'll shout out Chick-CAAAAAAAANN!!!! and you'll know to make a turn!!". It was mid-August, 2006, and the kids and I were on vacation while my wife remained home as she unhappily lacked the vacation time to join us. She was furious and let me know at every turn. Going out on an adventure, even if it was just for dinner, was almost a means to an escape as we headed out of cell phone coverage. Being alone with the kids for a week I thought it would be a treat to try out 'all you can eat pasta night' at a restaurant that advertised heavily in the free newspaper. My only GPS was a primitive hand-held unit that lacked any mapping function other than to let us know we hadn't yet driven off a main road. I called ahead to get directions, was told 'it was complicated', and to just look for the blue signs guiding the way. Relying on paper maps in these pre-dashboard navigation GPS days I had not much else to go on to span the 14 or so miles we needed to cover until we got close to those blue signs I was beginning to wish I never mentioned.
Paper maps and two over-enthused children shouting "Chick-CAAAAAAAAN!!!" and how they were going to guide me to our destination. Paper maps, road signs, and dead reckoning. And kids in the back seat shouting "Chick-CAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!" every time they were going to see the blue and white road signs with the picture of a chicken and an arrow. My 'back seat GPS units'. "Chick-CAAAAAAAAAN!!!" the kids again shouted, reminding me over and over that whenever they see a sign they'll be SURE to let me know. We passed at least 3 Speckled Hen signs, none of which they saw, all the while reminding me of their plans to diminish whatever hearing I had left by shouting "Chick-CAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!". They never once did either see ANY sign or call out a proper direction change. But by now had my ears ringing with the sound of "Chick-CAAAAAAN!!".

Tossing the maps aside and relying on the blue and white signs, back seat GPS notwithstanding, we managed to get onto a narrow and winding dirt road more akin to Children of the Corn than what I thought to be a popular place based on its heavy advertising.Certainly there would be a large crowd on all you can eat night. We pulled up alongside an old renovated farmhouse with a giant sign with a picture of a chicken on it, located next to a field with some old trucks and smokey and smelly trash fire burning. "Chick-CAAAAAAAAAAAAN" the back seat finally clucked properly, this time on target but too late to be useful. If I had relied on them we'd probably have been in Canada by now, still clucking. We had arrived at the pinnacle of our journey, something we were talking about all week, The Speckled Hen and its all you can eat pasta night. Counting the three derelict trucks, there were 4 vehicles there, including us, in the middle of God's country, at a small renovated farm house calling itself The Speckled Hen, along with a smokey stinky fire and a farm yard full of animals.

Inside I could hear spaghetti sauce bubbling on a stove and a local radio station softly playing. I felt more like I was inside someones house than an actual working restaurant. We sat down at a table overlooking the trash fire, got some menus, and found out how complicated it was going to be to order all you can eat pasta. We chatted, our food came, and we enjoyed the atmosphere of dad and two kids enjoying a special time together. We had to. The food was... ...OK. Not the best experience, not the worst, certainly the sauce was just not to my liking. After the anticipation, the build-up, the excited trip, the all you can eat part was simply anti-climatic.

Post-dinner we were invited to go outside and see the animals, something which my son and daughter enjoyed more than the meal. My son took to the goats, petting a more tame one, even bestowing upon it a named he held in reverence, 'Bitsy Thomas', a name he modelled after Thomas the Tank Engine. My daughter was more into the chickens, running back to the kitchen to obtain stale bread to feed to the fowl. We stayed for what seemed like hours, a magic time in a magic place that made me forget that I probably just ate what I considered to be the worst spaghetti sauce of my life. Two bowls of it at that.

The evening was soon sadly over. Somehow we made it using pencil, navigating there by map and pencil and paper and road signs. Road signs they somehow never saw while excitedly telling me how they would inform me of their presence. The 'back seat GPS' was giving about as useful directions, it would turn out, as my main GPS unit would years later on a return trip. Full and tired we navigated back by memory, nobody interested in the slightest peep of "chicken..." Instead we all simply chatted about the future of Bitsy Thomas and the hens in the barnyard and that we'll visit again next year. A visit that never happened later that year. Or the next. Or the next.....

Part 3: The End

Summer 2010 marked when we'd finally make a return visit to the Speckled Hen. As far as summers go it was not the best. The weather was not cooperative combined with generous amounts of life happening. On a sunny Wednesday afternoon we made a late start for a day's worth of activities that was to be capped off with dinner at the Hen.

The first mistake was trusting the Mio GPS because the damned thing would have us drive off a cliff if it had calculated doing so would save us .07 seconds off the trip. As we drove deeper into God's country it soon had us driving off paved roads and anything resembling civilization and on dusty gravel roads, with no buildings or power poles visible anywhere. I got the feeling this wasn't going to end good. Sure enough it was soon announcing we had arrived at our destination, the middle of nowhere, and likely with no human beings around for miles. We continued on our way hoping to end up SOMEPLACE. The collection of back roads took us to nowhere in particular although we did stumble back upon human civilization, but only after we encountered a lone cow leisurely walking along the road. Not coming to the Speckled Hen we backtracked, going past the point we turned onto the one road, thinking maybe the GPS meant RIGHT instead of LEFT when it was busy barking out its orders. Our hunch proved correct and we soon came upon a familiar looking building that had a big sign, YES WE ARE OPEN. Everybody missed the smaller FOR SALE sign, the unkempt bushes, the weeds, and the wreck of a barn yard.

As we pulled into what was left of the parking area the look and feel was all wrong. It was closed, and a look inside the windows revealed an empty shell, a sad reminder of what once was but is now no more.

The Speckled Hen was gone.

We returned the way we came, looking for another place to eat. The kids openly wondered about their animal friends, former residents of the now overgrown barnyard which lay a silent testimonial to that magic evening of a few years earlier.

Later on I turned to 21st century technology to learn more. The Hen's web site was useless, still listing a menu, giving an e-mail address, and some old reviews, a ghost ship luring us to come visit its apparitions of summers past. Frustrated by limitations of the present I went to the past, using 19th century technology, the telephone, to find out what was going on. I dialed the number but it turns out it was disconnected.

I found the property listing on an on-line real estate site, offering us the Hen for a mere $65,000. With its matter of fact coldness the web page offered us no clues to the mystery, just square footage, number of bathrooms, and a few other facts and figures. The remains of the Hen were reduced to just numbers someone could crunch and plug into a spreadsheet, its soul stripped away and tossed upon the winds.

I wonder if we'll every know whatever happened to The Speckled Hen.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

The CGW Railway Depot & Train



The next stop on our list is a cache hidden at the Chicago Great Western (CGW) Train and Railway Museum.  This is just another example of the little gems we find while geocaching.


All aboard!!!





The inside of the train was packed with memorabilia that you could pick up and touch.




These pieces of track were SO heavy that we couldn't lift them off the table...




Can you imagine rumbling through the countryside on one of these trains back in the 1800's?


After checking out the inside of the train we looked for the cache.  Based on where I'm sitting you can probably guess about where it was hidden.  I can honestly say that I've never seen a train from that perspective before.


Afterwards we went inside the Depot Museum.  



It was a train lovers dream!  Inside it was divided into 3 separate rooms and each was crammed from floor to ceiling with everything and anything that had to do with trains.  I think Chablis was flirting with this young man.....


The telegraph equipment was all set up and a tape was playing of an actual coded message.  Honestly, how did they determine the difference between a dot and adash  It all sounds like a bunch of tap, tap, taps to me!


The trains that served meals each had their own special silverware.  It was interesting to see the prices on the menu's from back then....






There were cases upon cases of all kinds of stuff.  Everything was very organized and well displayed.




They also had 9 working trains set up in different displays, complete with landscapes depicting different areas and towns in Illinois.  The trains ranged from very small models.....


To the largest model (called a G-scale model) which ran around the ceiling through 2 of the rooms....




They also had information on the Winston Tunnel.  Now abandoned and closed off, in its heyday it was the longest Illinois railway tunnel at 2493 ft. 


We really enjoyed touring the Depot and the Train.  The gentleman inside the Depot really liked his job and took his time walking around with us, running all the trains and giving us lots of information.  

If you're interested in trains, then you should stop here if you're ever in the area.  It's located in Elizabeth, Illinois.


See this post at Kim's blog SnugHarborBay


Sunday, April 12, 2015

Geocache Camo 101: Lock & Locks DIY
















By Dave DeBaeremaeker


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There are many geocache containers, and many more ways to hide them.  Depending on the local terrain features, the caching containers may require some custom camouflage to protect them from being seen by muggles, or simply to increase the difficulty for the finder.

This post is a tutorial on how I give my containers some spit and polish so they blend into their non-native environments.  There are many ways to paint up these things, some better than others.  Some of my containers have been in the field for well over a year and their paint job still looks good.

My most common container is plastic "tupperware"-like containers (tho I never use the actual Tupperware brand).  I recently acquired a set of Lock & Lock brand plastic containers.  They are rugged, waterproof, and last a long time in the field.  I am going to use one of these as a base.

So start with picking up a plastic container from the local container store (Walmart, Target etc.).  Try to get quality containers as the cheap ones (think Dollar Store quality) will break and crack quickly in the field.  The temp ranges from 100f to 4f that I've seen in my 3 years in North Carolina is really hard on plastic.

Step 1:  Rough up the outside.
As I am sure you are aware, paint comes in literally every colour.  This gives a hider infinite possibilities to tailor make the camo to fit the environment as perfectly as possible. So select the paint colours that make sense for the area you are placing the cache.  For the purposes of this post I am going to assume that this cache will be placed in a forest, so I will go for a standard green camo job.

The techniques should work for any (as an example, I have used greys and browns to simulate a cache that looks like its made from cement).  For all paints here, get ones with flat finishes, and except for the spray paint, I use exterior latex for the various colours and apply it with a brush.  The reason is that the can paint can be mixed to any colour, and using the brush allows finer control over where the colours go.

Step 2: Spray paint base coat.
My camo job will use 3 colours, dark green, lighter green, and brown.

 The first step is to rough up the outside of the container.  This gives more surface area that gives the paint something stronger to hold on to.  It also adds some texture to the smooth plastic which often helps with the camo.

The second step is to apply a base coat of paint.  I use Krylon brand spray paint as it sticks really well to plastic containers.  You only need to spray the outside of the container, and really only the parts that are visible when the cache is closed.  So don't worry about painting the underside of the lid flaps.

Step 3:  Add a base colour over the entire cache.
This coat is really just a primer so you don't need to be picky with the colour.  The choices of colours in spray paint are limited, and it will be covered up with the proper camo colours anyway.  I tend to pick black or dark green, but any will do.

Also take care with any of the paint to ensure you don't add too much paint around the connectors. If they get too thick with layers of paint they may not close properly.  Use your best judgement here as it will vary from container to container.  Let this coat dry completely before going on to the next steps.

Next add a base coat. I use exterior latex and apply it with a brush.  It doesn't really matter which colour is used, but I tend to start with the darkest colour and work my way to the lighter ones.  So I paint the entire outside of the container with dark green.

 
Step 4: Add sand to add texture.
The nice thing about camo painting is that you don't need to worry about an even coat.  Actually you probably want an uneven coat for additional texture.  Just be careful to keep the areas that snap together clear of paint.

Once the dark green is everywhere, I sprinkle on some sand from my back yard into the wet paint.  This adds some extra texture which helps break up the light and makes the camo that much more effective.

Let this layer dry.  I use a hair dryer on the container to get the paint to dry faster.

I dab some paint over top of the sand to help adhere it to the container.  I don't worry about covering all the sand with paint as having some exposed adds to the realism.
Step 5:  Selectively add layers of colours.

The next step is to start dabbing on the other colours.  Start with the light green, and dab it around the container so every side has some light green spots on it.  Be random with your strokes, and don't cover up all the dark green.

Once you are done with the greens, do the same with the brown.  Dab some colour all around being sure to be random, and to not cover up the other colours.

I don't clean my brush between these steps.  This allows the colours to run together, which adds additional colour tones, and helps blur harder edges. You are going for a muddled, random look.  Let your inner child be free and go nuts.

Step 6: Black on the bottom for visible labels.
Another tip, once all the colours are applied I take the original colour (dark green in this case), and apply a very small amount to the brush and dab it out on a peice of paper, so there is barely any paint on the brush.  I then brush down the container, leaving a hint of the dark green. This tends to smooth out any areas that are heavy with light greens or browns.

Once this is all dry, flip over the container and paint the bottom with a thick layer of black paint.  This gives an area to write on some information on the outside of the container to label it as a geocache.  I use a silver Sharpie to do the writing.

Once all that is done, let it dry for a couple days before placing it out in the field. The finished product will look something like this:


Note: Reposted from Only Googlebot Reads This Blog What an awesome blog he has going over there! BH

Friday, April 10, 2015

Leaving the Nest (so others can try to find it) DIY

A DIY Geocache container by:
Bloodhounded

Notes from the author: This is a neat little cache that you can set low for easy access or high for a difficult climb and get great log results either way. It’s easy to make and fun! Why not make one of your own? 
Today we will look at an unusual geocache container of sorts. Not your everyday find and fun when you do. It's a birds nest cache and you can put it in the low shrubs for folks in a wheel chair or high atop a tree for that daring 4/4 or so. First you have to spot this cache and you would think that would be easy, right? Wrong! For some reason folks kind of struggle with a birds nest. After all what cachecrazy character would put a geocache in a birds nest anyway?  


Let me tell you about a geocache that I own. I can't reveal the name so as not to spoil the fun but, I will tell you, I own it. Folks love it! The logs are fun and everyone thinks it's real until they reach inside (which in itself is weird and scary). How inhumane and ecologically irresponsible are you Bloodhounded, you may ask? None at all! The nest is man made and no birds, peeps, eggs or humans have been harmed (so far anyway, lol). I did have a varmint who wanted to make it his inheritances after he chewed up the cache container and he kept throwing it out of the nest! I can see why! What a beautiful location. Yes, this is a cache to be proud of and it will hold up amazingly well through even the worst weather.  


I am going to show you the basics of making one however you can add your own little twist on it if you like. The materials you will need are:
  • A small plastic salad bowl
  • Gorilla Glue (this stuff is the secret ingredient and so tough) 
  • Some hay, sticks, dirt, yarn, stuff like that
  • Brown acrylic spray paint
  • Craft wire
  • Krylon clear coat
  • Latex gloves 
Tools needed are a drill and wire cutters

As you can see in the picture above. You will need to drill three holes in the bottom of the bowl for drainage. Attache the bowl to a peice of wood in a vise if you have one. This will aid in using both hands while attaching the "debris" to the bowl. In the picture at the top, I already have my first pass of dirt. I did this by rubbing the glue all over the bowl (wear latex gloves, this is a "hands on" project) and then just rubbing on some dirt and twigs. Let it dry a little, add more glue and do another pass with more sticks and hay. Hay works great because it's flexable and fills in nicely. You'll also want to go in a circular pattern "around" the nest  just like a bird does when they build theirs.

Have you ever watched a bird build a nest? It's pretty cool how fast they can put one together. Yours on the other hand will take a few days to dry before your ready to go to the next step. In the end you want to end up with something like what is in this picture above.

If it looks a little rough, that's ok, it doesn't need to be perfect but it does need to be totally intact and glued on very well. I use a lot of glue, it moistens the material and makes it easier to work with. Then it dries like iron. That's when it's time to paint it. Brown acrylic spray paint is my choice. I just give it a quick coat to conceal any outstanding imperfections. 


Once the paint dries I break out the craft wire and make two connections. One, I thread through the drain holes and leave two strands about 15 inches long. With my pocket knife I pierce two small holes in the side and thread another strand through them of the same size (TIP: Bring the craft wire with you when you place the hide in case the tree is larger or something goes wrong). Your just about ready to hide this baby but first give it a good coat or two of Krylon clear coat. This will help seal the project and add months to its longevity.

Find a small, watertight container that fits inside the nest without popping out of the top. You want to make the seeker have to reach inside to "feel" if there is a cache in there. Place the cache just high enough where an average person would have to get on their tippy toes to reach it. Or, you go easy on them by putting it in hedges or shrubs (this would also make it accessable to cachers in wheelchairs). Or, make it real tough by putting it up near the top of a tree. First of all the seeker has to "spot" it and then climb that bugger to get to it and, what if it's not the geocache at all?


 if you choose to put it in a tree please keep the trees well-being in mind. I moved this cache because the tree it was in had to be climbed and it was taking it's toll on the poor tree. We don't want to leave an impact like that, right? Right. And please, don't remove and use a real birds nest! Not only is that a bone head move that will get negative logs and rightfully so but, it can never hold up to the elements. You'll be changing it out every three months. Can you say, "archived"?

So that's about it, you want to wrap it snug but not cut into the bark of the tree and just tight enough around the base and the under branch to provide a sturdy support that will really hold up. It should not be immediately visible and out of the way of pesky muggles who love to "look in nests" to see if there are any eggs or peeps.     

In the end you'll have a cache to be proud of and seekers will reward you with words of praise and thanks for the very cool and unique cache container!

Remember, just have fun! Everything else will fall into place. Make a family project out of it. Make one and give it to your favorite geocacher as a gift. They will love it. Make one for yourself and like me, enjoy the rewards of ownership of this neat little geocache. Have fun!

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