My favrit log what I wrote

[+Team Microdot]

Earlier today there was an NA log on a cache I found and particularly enjoyed over seven years ago - so I had a read through the log what I wrote - and it made me smile.

 

The cache page was presented in the form of a rhyming couplet - so I decided to try to write my log in the same form.

 

I thought I'd share it here and invite others to share their favrit log what they wrote or received too 

 

 

---8<---

 

I studied the puzzle, I tried and I tried
But it baffled my brain and it left me cross eyed

 

The tale of the bear I remembered from youth
Yet here was an equation without any proof

 

I studied the couplets, the pictures and text
But had no idea what I should do next

 

I picked up the puzzle, and then put it down
It made by brain fuzzy, it made my face frown

 

I reached the conclusion it wasn't to be
That who e'r solved this puzzle - it wouldn't be me

 

But then a new challenge, this time from a cacher
To see which of us could decipher it faster

 

And once more I took up the mystery text
And once more I ended up puzzled and vexed

 

Then something I spied that stuck out like a thumb
And I started to feel just a smidgin' less dumb

 

But that pattern was not the correct one at this time
Yet the slope to the summit I'd started to climb

 

A little more study, a little more time
A solution emerged from the page so sublime

 

I had the right numbers in time for my lunch
But my bright caching friend had beat me to the punch

 

The Eureka moment for her had come early
(If only my brain had been one that was girly)

 

At the end of the day then and after our tea
And with just enough daylight to allow us to see

 

We ventured out swiftly toward a location
The one pointed to by the special equation

 

And there as the darkness descended around
The mysterious box it was finally found

 

We signed our names proudly on the log book inside
And put the box back safe and sound in its hide

 

Which leaves just on thing to be said with much glee
To the clever cache owner - that's TFTC.

 

 

---8<---

[+colleda]

[+Korichnovui]

I have been trying to put some effort into my logs lately (maybe not as much as rhyming couplets)

 

I did a series of 5 caches recently out on the water, all from one CO, on a paddleboard. For the logs I gave a somewhat lengthy account of the experience and divided it up into 5 stops. I was rather pleased with myself the way I wrote it, rather than one thing 5 times over copy/pasted.

[+redsox_mark]

Not sure what my favourite would be.. but I also have one in rhyme.    On a cache called The Wandering Poet's Puzzle:

 

For many ages I had no clue About this puzzle; what to do? Then one day something clicked The clues were solved, the checker ticked. Another day whilst hunting cheese I collected all the clues, with ease I returned home and did the math. The final on a likely path! A sunny weekend, spring is here! Firstly had some lunch, and beer. Then in my car, I travelled north Found the path, and headed forth After a short search around A good sized cache was to be found I thank the owner for the stash, The logbook, and then, the cache!

[+niraD]

Early in my geocaching career, I found a cache named Ode to Gilligan. The cache description included a tribute to the Gilligan's Island theme song, so I wrote my log the same way:

 

Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale
A tale of a caching spree
That started with a multi-cache
And a puzzle/mystery (a puzzle/mystery)

 

The third cache was traditional
An ode its owner wrote
To a silly 60s TV show
and a badly damaged boat (a badly damaged boat)

 

I pedaled down the creekside trail
And reached the Minnow's spot
I picked up lots of litter there
The container I found not (container I found not)

 

The sun had set, I had to go
I'd log a frownie face
But then I took one final guess
And found the hiding place (and found the hiding place)

 

I took a nickle, signed the log
I left a small seashell
Ten Euro cents and a sig token
And then I said "farewell" (and then I said "farewell")

 

I packed my stuff, switched on my lights
And pedaled down the road
My caching spree had ended here
Here at Gilligan's Ode!

[+kunarion]

A leetle poem for "Just Plain Ding'e", a guard rail cache that took me much longer to find than it should have.

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Finally got into the ding'e! Thanks for the adventure! Sometimes you just gotta poke your head in thorns to reach your goal. Left compass and one thin dime, TNSL.

 

An excerpt from the epic poem, “Song of Geowatha”:

 

On the shores of Horto-Hoochee
 In the south of Fayette Countee,
 With his mighty Gar-Min-Nu-Vee
 Stood Ku-Na-Ree-Ut The Newbee.

In the blazing heat of summer
 Near the flattened Ar-Ma-Dil-Lo
 Did Ku-Na-Ree-Ut The Flakey
 Score at last the Treasure Ding-E,
 Jump back in the Lam-Bor-Gee-Nee,
 Go log in and claim the Smilee.

[+cerberus1]

Not a log, but had a cache with a silly theme once...

 

Here's a little cache I hid. (Got a "smiley" on the lid.)
It's "Don't Worry... Be Happy !"
There's no pickers, not in a thicket. First-To-Find gets a lottery ticket.
So "Don't Worry... Be Happy !"
Cache 'n Dashers work on the double. With this find that'll be no trouble.
So "Don't Worry... Be Happy !"
Make a trade and sign the book (Just be sure no muggles look.)
and Don't Worry... BE HAPPY ! 

[+Isonzo Karst]

Not a log I wrote, but one that made me laugh out loud.

 

Didn't find it

Jul/19/2014

Went out today specifically to grab this one. The path that I took was very overgrown and hard to navigate. I then walked into a huge banana spider who took my wallet and my car keys so I turned around and scurried home. I won't be the FTF.

[+baer2006]

Rhyming logs ... cool .

 

I my home zone, there is the mystery cache GC522C5. It turned out to be very hard to solve, and it took almost 9 months until the FTF was logged. It's an all time record for a cache within ~100km from my home.

 

6 months after the publish, with no FTF in sight and the cache being _the_ talk on many events, I logged the following note. The cache title, "4 Gurken", is German for "4 cucumbers", in case someone actually reads it and wonders about the reference .

 

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Queen, Bohemian Rhapsody, alternate lyrics:

 

Bohemian Mystery

 

Is this a real cache?
Or is it mockery?
No-one can tell me,
so it still is a mystery.

 

Open your eyes,
look up to the tree and see!
There is a T5, should not be hard to get.
because it's 4.5, no D5,
not too high, not too low.
Be the first to find it! Doesn't really matter to me, to me.

 

Hooray! Just found a cache.
Turned a stone and then I saw
the box - just like so many more.
Found it! It was such a fun,
and now I'm gonna search another one.

 

Caching, oooh!
Such a thrill to make a find,
today it's great and it will be tomorrow.
Caching on, caching on, as if nothing really matters.

 

Too bad, a mystery
sends shivers down my spine,
head is aching all the time.
Help me, anybody, I've got to find
the solution to the riddle I can't solve.

Help me, oooh (be the first to find it)
I just wanna log,
I sometimes wish I'd really clicked on "Ignore" ...

 

(* guitar solo *)

 

I see 4 little green cucumbers on my screen,
And a hint, and a hint! But what is the solution?
Cucumbers are lazy,
brain is going crazy, see?!

 

The reviewer (the reviewer)
The reviewer (the reviewer)
The reviewer eahmschaugo
The one who knows

 

I'm out of mind now, nobody helps me!
He's out of mind now, will someone help him out?
Help him ignore all this dadgum mysteries!

 

Easy come, easy find, will you tell me where?
No, never! No, we will not tell you where (tell him where!)
No, never! We will not tell you where (tell him where!)
No, never! We will not tell you where (tell me where!)
Will not tell you where (tell me where!)
Never never tell you where.
Never tell me where.
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Oh the cucumber, the cucumber (oh cucumber, where are you?)
An FTF is just out of reach for now for me, for me, for meeeeeeee!!!!

 

So you think you can tease me and laugh in my face?
So you think that there should be no FTF race?
Oh, owner, can't do this to me, owner!
Just gotta find out, just gotta find out where it is.

 

Any other caches,
Anyone can see,
Any other caches,
don't look just as haunting to me.

 

(Be the first to find it.)

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[+Team Microdot]

Bohemian Cache-sody - brilliant!

[+Fugads]

This thread needs to be renamed to Poetry in Cache Log Form or something like that.

 

I found a Haiku cache with my kids and people were encourage to write Haikus in the cache logbook. There was one Haiku that the kids really loved.

 

Snake snake snake snake snake

I don't want to see a snake

OMG HISS HISS

 

To this day we still yell out "OMG HISS HISS" when we are walking around snake habitat.

[+The Snowdog]

I appreciate it when a CO puts a lot of work into a cache and the corresponding cache page, especially if it has an "adventure" theme, so I will try to write similarly epic log entries. I have a public bookmark list of "My Favorite Log Entries" so that others can enjoy (or mock) my attempts at log literature.

 

https://www.geocaching.com/bookmarks/view.aspx?code=BM3PM5M

[+NYPaddleCacher]

1 hour ago, The Snowdog said:

I appreciate it when a CO puts a lot of work into a cache and the corresponding cache page, especially if it has an "adventure" theme, so I will try to write similarly epic log entries. I have a public bookmark list of "My Favorite Log Entries" so that others can enjoy (or mock) my attempts at log literature.

 

https://www.geocaching.com/bookmarks/view.aspx?code=BM3PM5M

 

Sometimes when a CO creates a creative or whimsical hide it fosters creative or whimsical logs.  Here, for example, are a few log posted by cachers after finding a cache called "Norwegian Blue", which apparently used a stuffed parrot as a container.  All of them are from 2007.

 

"We found the Norwegian Blue very quickly, since it remained in its stunned state."

 

"This appears to be a non-native exotic species and we are a bit concerned about it's impact on native species. We set up the spotting scope from our portable blind and watched for it's mate to appear. It never did, nor did we see what this individual is feeding upon in the area. We also never saw it take flight. Judging by it's colorful plumage, we believe this to the a male. TFTC"

 

"We knew we would have fun with this cache after reading the great cache page and finding the rare Norwegian Blue. Our adventure had just begun. After signing the log, a whole parade of Muggles came by (trying to act "Cool") we put the Norwegian Blue on my Pirate Shoulder to "Blend in". We watched as the Muggle Parade went by. First to come by was the Majorette - a lumberjack dressed in silk stockings, suspenders and a bra. Then came a barbershop quartet singing "something about their face and tell me you love me". Next was a group of knights saying - "Negh" and demanding "shrubbery" to pass. Well, anyways, the parade went on and on for about an hour! We finally had our opportunity to replace the cache. Thanks for the great cache and fond memories!"

 

 

[+NanCycle]

Following the "Logs in rhyme" theme, here are mine for a TB that asked for logs in rhyme:

 

Pike’s Peak is in view,
The Wet Mountains, too.
It’s a beautiful day,
So we’ll be on our way,
To find a new cache to place you.

 

This cache is too small;
You won't fit at all.
So you must stay
With us today.

 

A dip 
On our trip.

 

We took you along
When westward we went.
In this cache you will fit,
So here you will sit,
We hope not for long,
Till the next place you’re sent

 

[+Viajero Perdido]

Did someone mention Gilligan?

 

Just sit right back and you'll read a tale
A tale of a winter break
That started with a power trail
Across this frozen lake.

 

The crew was a motley caching bunch
The captain well insured
Six cachers set off after lunch
For a five-terrain tour, a five-terrain tour.

 

The weather started getting cold
The lake ice fairly thick
If not for the courage of the strong and bold
The found logs wouldn't stick, the found logs wouldn't stick.

 

The gang drove up to the shore of this foresaken lonely isle
With Rose and Jazz
And chipchic too
ZeiraZeira, less his wife
A fuzeebear
Viajero Perdido too
Here on BSB's Isle.

 

(How do you fit six people in an Outback?  Umm...  It's a lake, road rules don't apply, right?  It's nautical rules, but don't anyone ask about life jackets.)

 

SS Velero Peligroso (dangerous sailboat), photo by Jazzhiker.

[+Viajero Perdido]

BTW, the Bohemian Mystery above is brilliant!

 

Another. On a magnificent wilderness geo-art where a cacher got a bit chewed up by a grizzly:

 

Tried the Maple series and it put me into MY place
Feelin' jumpy, feelin' scared, hidden grizzlies everywhere!
Stop! Hold on. Stay in control.

 

Griz, please stay, away from me
'Cause I'm really not as cool as I'd like to be
'Cause there's a tree, falling on me
And there's a drunken hunter aiming at me
And there's a big griz closin' on me
That keeps trackin' me, tauntin' ya, watchin' ya, huntin' ya

Paranoia, the destroyer.
Paranoia, the destroyer.

 

Well I looked around, then I glanced up feelin' kinda queer
The cache peeked at me and said, ooh you look so weird.
She said, man, there's really something wrong with you.
One day you're gonna self-destruct.
You're up, you're down, we can't work you out
You get a good streak goin' then you freak yourself out.

 

Silly boy ya self-destroyer. Silly boy ya self-destroyer.

Silly boy you got so much to hunt for
So much to solve for, so much to hike for
You're blowing it all with paranoia
You're so insecure you self-destroyer

 

(and it goes like this, here it goes)
Paranoia, the destroyer.
(here it goes again)
Paranoia, the destroyer

 

GSAK GSAK help me please, I know you'll understand
There's an SD chip inside of me, I'm an auto-routing man
There's a rabid bat under my hat
And there's a Lyme-Diseased tick under that
And he said, you're not goin' crazy, you're just a bit mad
Cause there's a bear in ya, gnawin' ya, tearin' ya into two.

 

Silly boy ya self-destroyer.
Paranoia, the destroyer
(and it goes like this.)

 

~~~

 

Lots more in my profile; feel free to browse.

 

Edited July 18, 2018 by Viajero Perdido
Poofreading, linky

[+dprovan]

On 7/17/2018 at 5:24 AM, Team Microdot said:

Earlier today there was an NA log on a cache I found and particularly enjoyed over seven years ago - so I had a read through the log what I wrote - and it made me smile.

Nice one!

 

I just recently did a cache based on some haiku's used as art on a parking structure, and it asked for the log to be in haiku. I wrote a pretty good haiku for my log, but I couldn't help but feel like I wasn't doing the cache justice since most of my logs a lot longer. "TFTC" is way too many syllables, but I didn't even have room for "Thanks!"

 

A while back I found the last cache in a fun and popular series, so I said something to the effect that I'd sing the CO's praises if he added to the series. He did, so I wrote an ode in my log when I found the next one.

[+The A-Team]

This log is the one I've gotten the most feedback about. Here's one comment I received: "OMG!! Just read your Squat Walking log and almost peed my pants laughing!! I wish there was a way to give favourite points to logs, you would have gotten one from me!!".

 

For reference, the cache is inside a decommissioned 42-inch-diameter concrete water pipe (see photo attached to log), about 60 metres from the closest access hatch. My log was written in the vein of the classic ShamWow TV infomercial and should be read with minimal pauses.

 

Quote

Hi, it's Vince here for SQUAT-WALKING! What's Squat-Walking you ask? It's the latest exercise craze that will have you saying "Wow!" I know you're saying, "...but Vince, we already have an exercise routine." Well, your old exercise routine doesn't compare to this one. Other exercise routines focus on groups of commonly-used muscles, but Squat-Walking focuses on a recently-discovered group of lower body muscles that some brainiac scientists have determined aren't good for anything, but what do they know, right? How does Squat-Walking work? For 1000 easy payments of $99.99, we'll send you 40 kilometres of concrete pipeline. "...but Vince, what's so special about this pipeline?", you ask. Well, this specially-designed pipeline has been engineered using century-old manufacturing processes with a diameter of 42 inches. It's made in Sooke, you know the Sookies always make good stuff. "...but Vince, 42 inches is too small for me to stand in!" EXACTLY! That's the beauty of the Squat-Walking system. By making the pipeline too small to stand in, your body is forced into a position it should never normally be in, exercising muscles you never even realized you had. By the time you're done exercising using Squat-Walking, your thighs, your feet, your back, almost your entire body will be screaming at you. You'll have to figure out on your own how much you need to use Squat-Walking to get the best results, but you'll know it because your body will be telling you you've already gone too far. Now, if you call in the next FIVE MINUTES, we'll throw in a bonus 4 KILOMETRES OF PIPELINE! That's a $10,000 value that we're just giving away for free! We're nuts! Well, I'm definitely nuts! But wait, there's more! If you call now (because we can't do this all day), we'll also throw in a ShamWow that you can use to mop your brow when you're done exercising with Squat-Walking. Don't worry, no matter how far you go Squat-Walking, the ShamWow will be able to soak up all your sweat. If there's water in the pipeline, ShamWow will soak that up too. Heck, if someone spills some wine or cola in the pipeline, ShamWow will even soak that up. If there are two of you Squat-Walking, you can cut ShamWow in half and then you have two ShamWows. If there are four of you, cut it in half again. If there are 32 of you, cut it 5 times and there'll be a ShamWow for everyone. It's insane how many times you can cut ShamWow and it will soak up all of your Squat-Walking sweat! The Squat-Walking system comes with a 100-year warranty. Here's how to order: call 1-800-534-7246 (1-800-LEG-PAIN). That's 1-800-534-7246. Squat-Walking is not available in stores and is made in Sooke. Beware of imitators. Call 1-800-534-7246. That's 1-800-534-7246. Call now!

 

[+Team Microdot]

2 minutes ago, The A-Team said:

This log is the one I've gotten the most feedback about. Here's one comment I received: "OMG!! Just read your Squat Walking log and almost peed my pants laughing!! I wish there was a way to give favourite points to logs, you would have gotten one from me!!".

 

For reference, the cache is inside a decommissioned 42-inch-diameter concrete water pipe (see photo attached to log), about 60 metres from the closest access hatch. My log was written in the vein of the classic ShamWow TV infomercial and should be read with minimal pauses.

 

 

 

TFTL - FP 

[+TerraViators]

My parody of Eagles' Desperado - mocking (in fun) daily streakers:

 

 

Desperate streaker, why don't you come to your senses?
You been out spyin' fences for soaked logs now
Oh, you're a hard head
I know that you got your dailies
These logs that are pleasin' you
Can hurt your love life

 

Don't you crawl between the diamond backs
They'll eat you if they're able
You know the cleanest park is always your best bet

Now it seems to me your findings
Have been raised up and unstable
But you only want the ones that you don't have

 

Desperate streaker, oh, you ain't gettin' no closer
Your pain in your shoulder, hurts drivin' to home
And freedom, oh freedom, well, that's just out of the question
Your prison is caching through the days all alone

 

But your streak gets old in the winter time
This guy won't slow and his son will cry
It's hard to tell the right time to say nay

 

You're losin' all your friends you know
Ain't it funny how the people go away?

 

Desperate streaker, why don't you cache only weekends?
Can't drive through those fences, open the gate.
It may be rainin', but there's a bison above you

You better let somebody help you
(get some mental treatment)
You better let somebody help you
Before it's too late.

Edited July 19, 2018 by TerraViators

[+CAVinoGal]

6 hours ago, TerraViators said:

My parody of Eagles' Desperado - mocking (in fun) daily streakers:

 

In the midst of a "streak" (day #201) of a cache a day in 2018, this hits home.  Love it!  Hubby is tiring of the streak, I'm not ready to call it quits.  It's been fun together, it may be much more difficult if he quits and I want to continue.  We'll see how it goes ...