So I agree to meet Slay for a lunchtime cache run. Even though the hit list was "easy", anyone who's familiar with our escapades knows that nothing can be simple.

First stop- GCJJMG "Wallclimber's Summer Nature Camp", the pre-appointed meeting place. Now bear in mind, I already spent a good deal of time running in circles here some time ago, so I felt no guilt or remorse at searching out the little bugger before she got there. I didn't log it, though. She finally arrived and I got a barrage of "You ALWAYS find it first!" Silly girl. Wouldn't matter, because she made me put it back in place because of possible spiders (this is usually where I insert a link to a big ugly spider photo). I brought a pen from the car...which leaked all over my hand. So I got another one...also leaky. She found this quite amusing. She belly-laughed, even. I tried to touch her, and that brought an end to that! I think I want that tacky bench for my own front yard.

First things first:
That bench wasn't tacky.
I didn't laugh that hard though you deserved it.
And I would have waited for you!
I thought about going there and looking for the cache first but I decided that would be wrong.

And you beat me there.

Yes, I made you put it back because of possible spiders and Yes, I am afraid of spiders. If we come across a cache that involves a 9-5 job and any form of commitment, I will put it back for you.
Then we went to the next cache. Though as we started to back out I noticed your car in the rearview mirror and all I could think of was "BAM!". And I know you thought it too.

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"And I would have waited for you"

Liar.

Told me yourself you wanted to get to it first.

So after we logged and re-hid, we went on to the next cache: GCK4HE "Educated Guess". I led the way...so what if I took the long way, I got us there, didn't I?

Near the cache, something brushed across Slay's forehead, which led to a little dance, complete with forehead-slapping and "OhOhOhWhat'sonmyhead!Getitoff!Off!".

I laughed.

Whatever it was, it decided to get *me* on the way out.

But anyway...she found the box, nabbed the travel bug like a hen on a june bug, and then we returned to the car...after running a few silly-circles in the lawn.

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"And I would have waited for you"

Liar.

Told me yourself you wanted to get to it first.

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I Kid, I Kid. you mustn't be so literal.

Anyhoo. Yes, I walked through a spderweb and yes I did the "Spider Web Dance" (distant cousin of the bee dance).
But hey it freaked you out too. When it finally touched you.

As for the travel bug nabbing: I pick up all travel bugs I come across and put them in my travel bug depot. Its for the greater good. It's how I keep the depot populated and people think thats great(that there are bugs in the Depot) and that's good. Some people grab travel bugs and let their geo-kitty play with them and put them back out years later.

The silly circles in the lawn were because I didn't want you walking behind me near bodies of water. I like to keep you in front of me with your hands in plain sight. It is a matter of public safety.
I also didn't appreciate the long way to the cache since I had been driving all through Dunwoody on "E". I was so afraid you'd abandon me in Dunwoody with no gas.

Sounds like the name of a cache : "Abandoned in Dunwoody".

All right you two, don't make me make a movie about you again!

I can't find the Fanta Movies.

Yeah, they are gone. But...

Dont you even tempt her...she's already threatened to make me a Travel Bug!

And what's with the lime green? I don't wear lime green any more than she wears a vest!

For the final part of the story (re: had to pause for a dead-sleep nap that came out of nowhere)...

We got to the last cache. I saw her scramblin' to get out of the car first, to run across the street first, to hit the trail first...

...to no avail!

My superior cache-sense led me to the cache. I tried to wait, really I did. Honest.

Since it involved sticking a hand into something icky, she made me pull out the cache ("because you found it...and don't even make that face!"). Let me tell you, if there's anything icky or nasty or sticky to stick a hand into, it will be *my* hand that does the sticking. (re: exploding pen from earlier in the day)(I still have blue marks on my hand). I did not make her "go first". There were no mountains to fall off. There were no dangling spiders. There were no desk jobs. There was absolutley nothing threatening out on the trail today!

But I still managed to get some itchy leaves down my pants.

Haha. Funny stuff you two.

OK Goss, I fixed your shirt and pants so they are no longer lime green and some fuchia color. Better?! (Geez, you just can't please some people! ). Slayerette's vest will just have to stay till I get home.

I guess these aren't vests

Hey, didn't I see one of those 'vests' at the last Olympics?!

... and just for Slay ...

*laughs a well needed and much appreciated laugh at the antics of the two ladies*

Are they always like this?

T1

Nah, they ain't always like this ... they ain't got cranked up, yet!
That's when the fur flies!

No Allen. Those aren't vests. Since I work in the industry I can unequivocally say that those are "Sports Bras".

EEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKK! THat spider is hideous! And not funny. It's as bad as the mutant nuclear man eating pumpkin spider That dropped on me at unicoi.


UUUUUghhh. Sometimes you make me just shake my head.

BTW.

We are warming up for our big trip up to Rich Mountain at the end of the month. That should be a real treat. We are already stocking up on show-tunes and emergency numbers. Goss is all worried about where she's going to put her extra pair of socks. She even wanted to pack a tent. I told her I couldn't stay on the mountain that long. My bladder would explode.

It's refreshing to have goss and slayerette back at it again. Kind of like a perfectly proportioned female version of Laurel and Hardy,
or two thirds of the Three Sto.....

Oh never mind. I'd better shut up before they shut me up.

Seriously, it's good to read something that makes us laugh in these forums.

~erik~

I wish I could have been there to watch this...

Don’t let them fool you. After a few leisurely geocache hunts, they go to a coffee shop and sit there, thinking up these wild gotcha stories to post on logs and here on the gga forums. I can hear it now, “do you think they will buy the story about me almost sliding off the mountain?” and “How about I say that I decided to go down the river and climb down waterfalls instead of following the old roadbed?”