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There is a blone, a brunette, and a redhead and they are running from the police. They run into an alley. The brunett jumps into a box, the redhead jumps behind a trash can and the blonde jumps into an old potato sack. The cops come down the alley. The kick the box and the brunett goes "ARF ARF!!" "oh, it's just an old dog." the policeman says. then they kick the trash can and the redhead goes "MEOW!!" "oh, it's just an old cat" the policman says.then they kick the potatoe sack and the blonde yells "POTATOE POTATOE POTATOE!!!!!" Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

Saint Peter was manning the Pearly Gates when forty people from New York City showed up. Never having seen anyone from the Big Apple at heaven's door, Saint Peter said he would have to check with God. After hearing the news, God instructed him to admit the ten most virtuous people from the group. A few minutes later, Saint Peter returned to God breathless and said, "They're gone!" "What? All of the New Yorkers are gone?" asked God. "No!" replied Saint Peter. "The Pearly Gates!" Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

Saint Peter was manning the Pearly Gates when forty people from New York City showed up. Never having seen anyone from the Big Apple at heaven's door, Saint Peter said he would have to check with God. After hearing the news, God instructed him to admit the ten most virtuous people from the group. A few minutes later, Saint Peter returned to God breathless and said, "They're gone!" "What? All of the New Yorkers are gone?" asked God. "No!" replied Saint Peter. "The Pearly Gates!" Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

When I take my son Casey on a cache, he usually finds something else other then the cache. He has found a pure silver 5 gram bracelet, a large deer skull with antlers, a wandering dog, (that he wanted to take home!) a couple of frisbees, baseballs, golfballs, a football, and lots of cool looking rocks and fossils. The weirdest find, though, are the bowling balls. We did a cache on 5/24/02 and found a bowling ball that was halfway buried in cement in the middle of the woods. I took a picture and had another great story to tell. Then we did a cache on 11/10/2002 and Casey found another bowling ball in the middle of the woods. I took another picture of Casey's second bowling ball find. LOL I posted the logs on both sites, but you can see the pictures of Casey's bowling ball finds on n*vicache.com. Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

A very proper man started going into the neighbourhood pharmacy every week to buy 2 dozen boxes of condoms. Week after week he would come in with the same order. One day the pharmacist felt he had to say something to the man. "Wow! You must have the stamina of a bull. Talk about getting lucky! How on earth do you use that many condoms a week?" The man looked at him in disgust and said, "I beg your pardon, but I find the whole idea of sex repulsive!" "So," the pharmacist asked, "then what do you do with all those condoms?" The gentleman answered, "I feed them to my poodle and now she poops in little plastic bags." Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

quote: NO! NO? Our feet go where the caches are!

A blonde got lost in her car in a snow storm. She remembered what her dad had once told her. "If you ever get stuck in a snow storm, wait for a snow plow and follow it." Pretty soon a snow plow came by, and she started to follow it. She followed the plow for about forty-five minutes. Finally the driver of the truck got out and asked her what she was doing. She explained that her dad had told her if she ever got stuck in the snow, to follow a plow. The driver nodded and said, "Well, I'm done with Wal-Mart now... if you want to you can follow me over to Target." Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

quote:When did this become a beauty contest? quote: This is not politics either. How could anyone get that out of this thread? I asked what members give the most influence on the forums and has great knowledge to share. No one said it was a contest of any kind. Just like in any other sport, we have our favorite players that influence the outside world. When I posted the question, I thought I would get answers like this... quote:A great question, and one which I would prefer to answer by "category" rather than overall, because different members of our community have different areas of expertise. In no particular order: Kerry for his technical knowledge of the GPS system. Survey Tech for his contributions of surveyor's knowledge to the Benchmarking forum. Markwell for his historic knowledge and always-helpful "Markwelling" to earlier forum threads. ClayJar, Warm Fuzzies-Fuzzy and others for sharing their programming knowledge with the new GPX format, pocket queries and so forth. I am not trying to justify my post or my thoughts, but I know we all have someone on the forums that, whenever they post, you read it. If Jeremy or Markwell did a post, I am pretty sure we all would read that post first before you would read a post by a newbie. Don't get me wrong, newbies are fine, we all have been there, but there are members out there who have made great contributions to this sport and I wanted to remind them as such. Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

Who gives the best advice and information on the forums? We have a few members in mind, but we would like to see the opinions of others. Is the answer Jeremy, Markwell, or maybe even Leatherman? Can't wait to hear these! Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

Money... It can buy you a House But not a Home It can buy you a Bed But not Sleep It can buy you a Clock But not Time It can buy you a Book But not Knowledge It can buy you a Position But not Respect It can buy you Medicine But not Health It can buy you Blood But not Life It can buy you Sex But not Love So you see, money isn't everything. The best things in life can't be bought, and often we destroy ourselves trying! I tell you all this because I am your Friend, and as your Friend I want to take away your needless pain and suffering... So send me all your money and I will suffer for you. A truer Friend than me you will never find. CASH ONLY, PLEASE. Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

Money... It can buy you a House But not a Home It can buy you a Bed But not Sleep It can buy you a Clock But not Time It can buy you a Book But not Knowledge It can buy you a Position But not Respect It can buy you Medicine But not Health It can buy you Blood But not Life It can buy you Sex But not Love So you see, money isn't everything. The best things in life can't be bought, and often we destroy ourselves trying! I tell you all this because I am your Friend, and as your Friend I want to take away your needless pain and suffering... So send me all your money and I will suffer for you. A truer Friend than me you will never find. CASH ONLY, PLEASE. Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

Dear Santa, I left milk and cookies for you under the tree, and I left carrots for your reindeer outside the backdoor. Love, Susan Dear Susan, Milk gives me the chits and carrots make the deer fart in my face. You want to be a kiss-*ss? Leave me a glass of Chivas Regal and some Toblerone. Santa Our feet go where the caches are!

Did you hear about the blonde couple that were found frozen to death in their car at a drive-in movie theater? They went to see "Closed for the Winter". Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

I went searching for a cache yesterday and finding the cache wasn't the problem. The problem was slipping and sliding on the trails. The leaves underneath the snow made this 2 star rating a ten. I am glad I didn't bring my son Casey with me because the location of the cache was on a steep cliff. One slip and I could have ended up at the bottom of the lake. I was very careful and enjoyed the rush. I got my fix for the day. Anyways the weather out here in N.Y. has been cold and snowy. It looks like it's going to be a bad winter. What happens if we get dumped on and there is tons of snow on the ground for the next four months. How am I going to get my caching in if all the caches are buried in snow. I am sure if I did a search I can see how other members feel about using metal detectors. I guess the conclusion of my post is it all depends on luck, skill, and pure determination. Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

1. Thoroughly clean toilet. 2. Lift both lids and add shampoo. 3. Find and soothe cat as you carry him to bathroom. 4. In one swift move, place cat in toilet, close both lids and stand on top, so cat cannot escape. 5. The cat will self-agitate and produce ample suds. (ignore ruckus from inside toilet, the cat is enjoying this.) 6. Flush toilet 3 or 4 times. This provides "power rinse" which is quite effective. 7. Have someone open outside door, stand as far from toilet as possible and quickly lift both lids. 8. Clean cat will rocket out of the toilet and run outdoors, where he will air dry. 9. Mop up the floor. Sincerely, The Dog Our feet go where the caches are!

I am curious to find out if there are any geocachers out there who are famous. BruceS and The Feros Family have both found one of our caches and we consider them "famous". LOL We also are referring to movie stars, singers, famous athletes, etc. Some of them have got to be interested in this sport/hobby, right? Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

The Weather out here in Rochester, N.Y. is cold and snowy. It is taking away from my caching and I am only getting a few hours a day in at work. So I will tell another joke just out of boredom. A pirate at the local bar discusses his past...... A seaman meets a pirate in a bar, and talk turns to their adventures on the sea. The seaman notes that the pirate has a peg-leg, a hook, and an eye patch. The seaman asks, "So, how did you end up with the peg-leg?" The pirate replies, "We were in a storm at sea, and I was swept overboard into a school of sharks. Just as my men were pulling me out, a shark bit my leg off." "Wow!" said the seaman. "What about your hook"? "Well", replied the pirate, "We were boarding an enemy ship and were battling the other sailors with swords. One of the enemy cut my hand off." "Incredible!" remarked the seaman. "How did you get the eye patch"? "A seagull dropping fell into my eye," replied the pirate. "You lost your eye to a seagull dropping?," the sailor asked incredulously. "Well," said the pirate, "it was my first day with my hook" Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

The Weather out here in Rochester, N.Y. is cold and snowy. It is taking away from my caching and I am only getting a few hours a day in at work. So I will tell another joke just out of boredom. A pirate at the local bar discusses his past...... A seaman meets a pirate in a bar, and talk turns to their adventures on the sea. The seaman notes that the pirate has a peg-leg, a hook, and an eye patch. The seaman asks, "So, how did you end up with the peg-leg?" The pirate replies, "We were in a storm at sea, and I was swept overboard into a school of sharks. Just as my men were pulling me out, a shark bit my leg off." "Wow!" said the seaman. "What about your hook"? "Well", replied the pirate, "We were boarding an enemy ship and were battling the other sailors with swords. One of the enemy cut my hand off." "Incredible!" remarked the seaman. "How did you get the eye patch"? "A seagull dropping fell into my eye," replied the pirate. "You lost your eye to a seagull dropping?," the sailor asked incredulously. "Well," said the pirate, "it was my first day with my hook" Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

1.Constipated people don't give a crap. 2. Practice safe sex, go screw yourself. 3. If you drink don't park, accidents cause people. 4. Who lit the fuse on your tampon? 5. If you don't believe in oral sex, keep your mouth shut. 6. Please tell your pants its not polite to point. 7. If that phone was up your butt, maybe you could drive a little better. 8. My kid got your honor roll student pregnant. 9. Thank you for pot smoking. 10. To all you virgins thanks for nothing. 11. If at first you don't succeed...blame someone else and seek counseling. 12. Impotence: Nature's way of saying "No Hard Feelings". 13. If you can read this, I've lost my trailer. 14. Horn broken...watch for finger. 15. It's not how you pick your nose, but where you put the booger. Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

I would like to set the record straight...at least my record. I do love to cache, but BP is right. Family and responsibilities come first. What I like best of all is making up our cache pages. That is what I get into, and an occasional post to the forums here and there. So I guess you can say that we each have our "job" to do. It just gets so irritating when Duane comes home from work and I am sitting there talking about my day. I look over and his eyeballs are huge and reading the forums. Think he heard anything I said? Not! Hmmmm, I know! I think I'll mark the spot with the gps where I stand. Think he'll find me then? LMAO Hey, that gives me an idea.... Hee hee! Candie Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

The other site (n*vicache) lets you see who is watching your cache. I personally like being able to see who is watching. Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

quote: I hate to Markwell you so soon, butthis came out this morning, Well, this thread is not about caching on holidays, it is to find out if there are any geocachers out there that have had a spiff with their spouse about geocaching ALL THE TIME! It was not just based on holidays but EVERY SINGLE DAY!! It just so happens that it fell on today, of all days. I just broke the camel's back when I tried to go today. We bicker alot about my being on the computer all the time too. I like to read the forums everyday, which means Candie doesn't get to use the PC! Hee hee! So, I know there are others out there that go through the same thing and I was just curious how many of you out there have heard a blast of chit like I have! Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

My wife flipped when I wanted to go on a cache today. Hee hee! The newly placed cache is only four miles from my home and she still didn't like the idea of me going. She tried to explain to me that family members (mother-n-law) are coming over and they would like to see me. I eventually came to reason with her, but I let her know I would rather be CACHING LOL I was just wondering if any other members get into conflicts with their loved one's over geocaching? Duane Upinyachit Our feet go where the caches are!

Six Legged Turkey An industrious turkey farmer was always experimenting with breeding to perfect a better turkey. His family was fond of the leg portion for dinner and there were never enough legs for everyone. After many frustrating attempts, the farmer was relating the results of his efforts to his friends at the general store get together. "Well I finally did it! I bred a turkey that has 6 legs!" They all asked the farmer how it tasted. "I Don't know" said the farmer. "I never could catch the darn thing!" How to cook a turkey 1) Go buy a turkey. 2) Take a drink of whiskey (scotch) or Jack Daniels. 3) Put turkey in the oven. 4) Take another 2 drinks of whiskey. 5) Set the degree at 375 ovens 6) Take 3 more whiskeys of drink. 7) Turn oven the on. 8) Take 4 whisks of drinky. 9) Turk the bastey. 10) Whiskey another bottle of get. 11) Stick a turkey in the thermometer 12) Glass yourself a pour of whiskey. 13) Bake the whiskey for 4 hours. 14) Take the oven out of the turkey. 15) Take the oven out of the turkey. 16) Floor the turkey up off of the pick. 17) Turk the carvey. 18) Get yourself another scottle of botch. 19) Tet the sable and pour yourself a glass of turkey. 20) Bless the saying, pass and eat out. Our feet go where the caches are!

http://opentopic.Groundspeak.com/0/OpenTopic?a=tpc&s=1750973553&f=3000917383&m=3220966735 My name is Duane and I'm a geocacher. LOL Our feet go where the caches are!