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Lock the Topic (to tune of Hark the Herald)

 

Lock the topic admins shout

Sorry but you’ll get kicked out!

 

Peace on forums is what they seek

It might be better not to speak

 

Warnings warnings getting higher

Complaints making this place dire

 

With the admin host prolaim

This thread’s going down the drain

 

Lock the topic admins said

One more minute and I'll kill this thread

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Wet Logbook (tune of White Christmas)

 

I'm writing in a wet logbook,

My latest geocaching find.

Of the other finders

There's no reminder;

I hope they logged this cache online.

 

I'm ripping through the whole logbook

With ev'ry single word I write.

May your ca-ches stay watertight

And may all your Ziploc bags close right.

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OK, I'm getting the Christmas spirit now. Try this to the tune of "The Little Drummer Boy) :P

 

The Little Caching Boy

 

Come she told me,

Oh, this is such fun!

A new cache has been placed,

Oh, this is such fun!

We have no time to waste!

Oh, this is such fun!

So let's go forth with haste,

Oh, this is such fun!

 

This is such fun!

Grab your Garmin now,

Oh, this is such fun!

Come on, let's run!

 

Search the bushes

Oh, this is such fun!

Search all the tree stumps too,

Oh, this is such fun!

I see no cache in sight

Oh, this is such fun!

Look down, look left, look right,

Oh, this is such fun!

This is such fun!

This is such fun!

 

Shall I try the hint?

Oh, this is such fun!

Honey, there's none!

 

Muggles looking!

Oh, this is such fun!

Pretend you're watching birds,

Oh, this is such fun!

We're such a pair of nerds!

Oh, this is such fun!

It's safe now, look up there!

Oh, this is such fun!

This is such fun!

This is such fun!

 

Then we spotted it!

Oh, this is such fun!

Me and my hon.

Me and my hon.

Me and my hon.

Oh me and my hon.

Joy to the world!

Me and my hon.

Me and my hon.

Another new one!

Honey, let's run!

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One more, written last year (and yes you can just read the last paragraph):

 

The Twelve Geocaching Days of Christmas

By Planet

On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me the coordinates to the friggin pear tree.

 

On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me two topo maps and the coordinates to the friggin pear tree.

 

On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me three travel bugs, two topo maps, and the coordinates to the friggin pear tree.

 

On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me four ammo cans, three travel bugs, two topo maps and the coordinates to the friggin pear tree.

 

On the fifith day of Christmas my true love gave to me Five working days off! Four ammo cans, three travel bugs, two topo maps and the coordinates to the friggin pear tree.

 

On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me a 6-pack of batteries. Five working days off! Four ammo cans, three travel bugs, two topo maps and the coordinates to the friggin pear tree.

 

On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me seven Mickey D toys, a 6-pack of batteries. Five working days off! Four ammo cans, three travel bugs, two topo maps and the coordinates to the friggin pear tree.

 

On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me eight locationless caches, seven Mickey D toys, a 6-pack of batteries. Five working days off! Four ammo cans, three travel bugs, two topo maps and the coordinates to the friggin pear tree.

 

On the ninth day of Christmas my truelove gave to me nine satellites leaping, eight locationless caches, seven Mickey D toys, a 6-pack of batteries. Five working days off! Four ammo cans, three travel bugs, two topo maps and the coordinates to the friggin pear tree.

 

On the tenth day of Chrismas my true love gave to me ten vests of hunter/navy, nine satellites leaping, eight locationless caches, seven Mickey D toys, a 6-pack of batteries. Five working days off! Four ammo cans, three travel bugs, two topo maps and the coordinates to the friggin pear tree.

 

On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me eleven compasses bearing, ten vests of hunter/navy, nine satellites leaping, eight locationless caches, seven Mickey D toys, a 6-pack of batteries. Five working days off! Four ammo cans, three travel bugs, two topo maps and the coordinates to the friggin pear tree.

 

On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me twelve Bulk Doot Buckets, eleven compasses bearing, ten vests of hunter/navy, nine satellites leaping, eight locationless caches, seven Mickey D toys, a 6-pack of batteries. Five working days off! Four ammo cans, three travel bugs, two topo maps and the coordinates to the friggin pear tree.

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I hope I'm not too premature in bumping this.

 

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tune of "Auld Lang Syne"

 

icon_remove.gifJanuary 1, 2005 by BobbyBurns (100 found)

 

This cache is on a private lot,

I can never log a find.

It should be archived on the spot;

There's a No Trespassing sign.

 

A No Trespassing sign, oh dear!

A No Trespassing sign!

"All violators will be shot,"

Says the No Trespassing sign.

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This hasn't been bumped the last two years? Well, it's time.

 

(tune of "O Little Town of Bethlehem")

 

O lamp post in a parking lot

How well you keep your hide.

Below thy skirt, it sits covert

As muggles' cars go by.

Yet when a cacher seeks it

He comes straight to your light.

He just had bet-ter not forget

Something with which to write.

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I was going to bump this thread, but I see someone already has.

 

I hope I haven't repeated myself, but I just put this one together in the geocaching chat.

 

Go, hide it on the mountain,

Over the hills and over there

Go, hide it on the mountain,

But keep it out of the thorns.

 

While cachers kept their watching

on monitors through the night

Behold throughout the internet

There shone a holy light.

 

Go, hide it on the mountain,

Over the hills and over there

Go, hide it on the mountain,

But keep it out of the thorns.

 

The cachers feared and trembled,

When lo! on the silver screen,

A new cache did appear

The best cache they'd ever seen.

 

Go, hide it on the mountain,

Over the hills and over there

Go, hide it on the mountain,

But keep it out of the thorns.

 

Down in a lowly valley

The humble logbook was born

And Groundspeak sent the info

That blessèd Christmas morn.

 

Go, hide it on the mountain,

Over the hills and over there

Go, hide it on the mountain,

But keep it out of the thorns.

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Here we go again. They got me started.

 

All I want for Christmas

is my G-P-S,

my G-P-S,

see my G-P-S,!

 

Every body stops

and stares at me

with twigs in my hair

I'm caught in a tree

I don't know just who

to blame for this catastrophe!

But my one wish on Christmas Eve

is as plain as it can be!

 

All I want for Christmas

is my G-P-S,

my G-P-S,

see my G-P-S!

 

Gee, if I could only

have my G-P-S,

Then I could cache with you

on Christmas.

It won't take long for us to find,

"Sister Susie sitting on a thistle!"

 

Gosh oh gee, this'll make me happy,

oh yes sir, this'll

 

All I want for Christmas

is my G-P-S,

my G-P-S,

see my G-P-S!

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An auld favorite:

 

Should old time cachers be forgot

and ne'er brought to mind?

Should old time cachers be forgot,

when they give up the find?

For all those times of fun my dear,

for all those good old times,

we'll take a hike in the forest now,

for auld lang syne

 

Should unloved caches be archived,

and retrieved after their time?

Should unloved caches be archived,

to make room for one of mine?

They've lived their span of life my friend,

They were here a good long time.

We can hide some more,

to take it's place,

for auld lang syne.

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An auld favorite:

 

Should old time cachers be forgot

and ne'er brought to mind?

Should old time cachers be forgot,

when they give up the find?

For all those times of fun my dear,

for all those good old times,

we'll take a hike in the forest now,

for auld lang syne

 

Should unloved caches be archived,

and retrieved after their time?

Should unloved caches be archived,

to make room for one of mine?

They've lived their span of life my friend,

They were here a good long time.

We can hide some more,

to take it's place,

for auld lang syne.

 

:lol: Bad, bad dog!! Go lie down!!

:lol::unsure::unsure:

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I had a blue Legend for Christmas,

And I'm so blue now that I've lost it.

I went caching ahead,

at that last cache, you see

I must have left it underneath that tree.

 

I had a blue Legend for Christmas,

And now my heartaches that it's gone.

I set it down near my pack,

and it's not coming back,

So I'll have a blue, blue Christmas

 

Ahhh, sing it Elvis.....

 

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(sung to the tune of Joy to the World)

Grab the GPS,

And jump in the car.

A brand new cache is published.

 

Let every geocacher

Run out along the trails,

 

And bushwack their way in,

And bushwack their way in,

And bushwack and bu-ushwack

their wa-ay in.

 

Where am I now?

My battery's dead.

and I've still miles to go.

 

Grab the spare GPS,

I know I'm closing in.

 

The cache will soon be mine,

The cache will soon be mine,

The cache

The ca-ache

Will soon be mine.

 

Joy to the world!

I'm first to find.

Can't wait to log online.

 

I'll tell of my adventure,

And make others wish they were there.

Signing that blank log,

Signing that blank log,

Signing, oh signing

That blank log!

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I came up with another one. Hope you don't mind.

 

Let's ask the Park Ranger

 

Let's ask the park ranger, I think he's call Mark

If we can hide caches in his lovely park

With stars in the sky, can we seek night or day?

We'll ask the park ranger and see what he'll say

 

The cachers are wondering when we'll hide our cache

We're nice geocachers, and we pick up trash.

I love to hide caches, and his park is nice

There's nature abounding with trees and some gneiss.

 

So please Mr. Ranger, can we hide our cache?

I've camouflaged caches that I'd like to stash.

Bless you, Mr. Ranger, for saying we may

Use your park for this game we all love and all play.

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I came up with another one. Hope you don't mind.

 

Let's ask the Park Ranger

 

Let's ask the park ranger, I think he's call Mark

If we can hide caches in his lovely park

With stars in the sky, can we seek night or day?

We'll ask the park ranger and see what he'll say

 

The cachers are wondering when we'll hide our cache

We're nice geocachers, and we pick up trash.

I love to hide caches, and his park is nice

There's nature abounding with trees and some gneiss.

 

So please Mr. Ranger, can we hide our cache?

I've camouflaged caches that I'd like to stash.

Bless you, Mr. Ranger, for saying we may

Use your park for this game we all love and all play.

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This hasn't been bumped the last two years? Well, it's time.<snip>

 

WOW Dino! I'll bet you had to knock about an inch of dust off of this old thread, eh?

And... what's more is you beat Planet to the punch!

I never did post but enjoyed the, ummm.... the uhh!... songs??? ;)

 

Just for the record, it was almost exactly THREE years since that big bump.

 

Whew!

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This hasn't been bumped the last two years? Well, it's time.<snip>

 

WOW Dino! I'll bet you had to knock about an inch of dust off of this old thread, eh?

And... what's more is you beat Planet to the punch!

I never did post but enjoyed the, ummm.... the uhh!... songs??? ;)

 

Just for the record, it was almost exactly THREE years since that big bump.

 

Whew!

Right, I meant that for two years, it wasn't bumped at all.

 

Didn't I? :D

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To the tune of "O Come, O Come Emmanuel":

 

O come, o come, to cache with us today

To trudge through snow and find the cache, we pray.

Will it be big enough to hold our swag?

A micro in the woods is such a drag!

 

Rejoice! Rejoice! An ammo can we see!

It’s big enough to hold that darn TB!

 

O come thou, micro hunter in the woods,

Fret not, for even micros can be good.

Its clever camo makes us laugh with joy

Too small to hold any chintzy McToys!

 

Rejoice! Rejoice! A bison tube we see!

It’s hidden in a hole in yonder tree!

 

O come thou, nano seeker with your light,

Shine it forth in crevices as black as night.

A nano hidden in a public square

Use stealth and subterfuge to find it there!

 

Rejoice! Rejoice! It’s hidden in plain sight!

That one star rating was completely right!

 

O come thou, owner of the Walmart cache,

The cache site is befouled with vile trash!

A CITO is desperately needed here

Before another cacher should appear!

 

Rejoice! Rejoice! The lamp skirt lifts with ease!

But why do we really bother to find these?

 

O come thou, cachers far and wide,

Maintain your caches, be thoughtful with your hides.

Fill your ammo cans with things so neat

Be sure the views and vistas are a treat!

 

Rejoice! Rejoice! A new cache has arrived!

Make haste, we want to be the first to find!

 

Merry Christmas, everyone!

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To the tune of "The Little Drummer Boy"

 

Come, they told me

It’s difficulty one

An easy cache to see

It’s difficulty one

You’ll find it near the tree

It’s difficulty one

The hike is so easy

It’s difficulty one

Difficulty one

Difficulty one.

 

I could not locate it

That difficulty one

The tree, I looked at it

That difficulty one

The ground I searched a bit

That difficulty one

In holes I poked a stick

That difficulty one

Difficulty one

Difficulty one.

 

I had to phone a friend

Not difficulty one

And then I searched again

Not difficulty one

GZ, from end to end

Not difficulty one

Must log a DNF

Not difficulty one

Difficulty one

Difficulty one.

 

I think the cache is gone

It’s difficulty one?

I think your coords are wrong

It’s difficulty one?

I think the hike was long

It’s difficulty one?

I need a hint, c’mon!

It’s difficulty one?

Difficulty one?

Difficulty one?

 

And so then back I went

For difficulty one

I’ll find that darn thing yet

That difficulty one

This time I have a hint

For difficulty one

Oh, how much time I’ve spent

On difficulty one

Difficulty one

Difficulty one!

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To the tune of "O Holy Night"

 

O holy night

My GPS is shining

It is the night

Of a nearby cache's birth

 

Long lay this place

Without a cache hide, pine trees

'Til it appeared

In my search on Google Earth

 

A thrill of hope

Will I be first to find it?

'Cause over there is

An oddly shaped pine cone

 

I fall on my knees

And see the cache before me

Oh first to find! Oh night the cache was born

Oh first to find! Looks like, coordinates are fine.

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I don't think this song's been used yet!

 

Frosty* the Cacher

 

Frosty the cacher

Was a jolly, happy chap.

With a GPS and the satellites

He had no need for a map.

 

Oh, Frosty the cacher

Liked to find things he couldn’t see.

And he seemed to know just where to go,

To get that next smiley!

 

There must have been some good swag in

That old steel box he found.

For when he opened up the cache

He began to dig around!

 

Oh, Frosty the cacher

Was the best, or so they say.

He’d hunt high and low in rain or snow,

At night or all the day.

 

Frosty the cacher

Knew the trail was long that day.

So he said let’s start at 7 sharp.

We’ll have lots of time to play!

 

Down through the forest

With a Garmin in his hand.

Through mucky bogs, over fallen logs,

He sought that ammo can.

 

He led us ‘round, I saw him frown.

He said, “How can this be?

It should be here, but the clue, I fear,

Just says “it’s too easy!””

 

Oh, Frosty the cacher

Had to hurry home that day.

But he said, “Don’t cry! I’ll be back to try,

Again somehow, some way!”

 

* feel free to substitute your favorite 2 syllable cacher name here!

 

<_<

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This was my "maintenance" log on my rest area cache last Christimas (GCMA0P)

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Twas the night before Christmas in this rest area park.

Not a creature was stirring; it was quiet and dark.

No Cacher was seen with container in hand.

Not even a muggle to spoil the plan.

 

I drove right up close, up close to the curb.

From here I could see that the goods weren't disturbed.

I didn't get out to check who has signed,

But I know there are many that have logged this find.

 

So I just kept on going, since all was all right,

To get back to Ballentine 'fore the end of the night.

But I'll probably be late, of this I am sure.

I'm addicted to caching. There's just not a cure.

 

Semper Fidelis, Llatnek.

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4PsInAPod wrote this on Dixiecachers.com. PHAH is a caching group in the cities of Pelham, Helena, Alabaster and Hoover.

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'Twas the night before Christmas, in the land of PHAH

Not a sole was in site, they were all in their car; (Boston accent please)

 

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

One had a Garmin 60CSX, so we knew that Bamagirl soon would be there;

 

The children were nestled all snug in the backseat,

With caches to be found there would be a lack of sleep;

 

Chelemybell in her 'kerchief, and Frog having fun,

They would soon set out, on a long caching run,

 

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

Frog sprang from his chair to see what was the matter.

 

Away to the window he flew like the birds,

Tore open the shutters and spewed out some words.

 

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

Gave the luster of mid-day, and it was TAZ down below,

 

When, what to his wondering ears should he hear,

But a rambling minivan, and eight cachers full of cheer,

 

With a little old driver, so loud and so far,

He knew in a moment that it must be TAR.

 

More rapid than buzzards his coursers they came,

and he picked up his shortwave, and called them by name;

 

"Hey, Bamageek! Hey, Lazer! Hey, Blue Lew and Cookie Too!

Hey, Dib! Hey Tasia! Hey, CaverScott and Jules!

 

To the top of the steps! Right up to the door!

Now dash away! Dash away! We must find some more!"

 

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

when they meet with an obstacle, a different trail we will try,

 

So up to the house the coursers they flew,

with the van full of GPSr’s, and Pudman was there too.

 

And then, in a twinkling, Frog heard from the van

the spokesman for group, Gubbol, said “Hey are you coming man?!.

 

As he raised his hand, and was waiving around,

He heard Chele from behind ask “Where are they bound”.

 

RangerRob wore his garb, from his head to his toe,

and his clothes were all camoed, he was ready to go;

 

A bundle of swag he had flung on his back,

and he looked like a peddler opening up that big pack.

 

Stephanie’s eyes –oh how they twinkled! Her dimples did glow!

Her cheeks were like roses, she was ready to go!

 

Now her droll little mouth was drawn up to a stop,

And the only thing she didn’t want, was the “Hillside Hop”.

 

TAR with a stump of a cigarette held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke from the van encircled them all like a wreath;

 

He had a red face, he was tired of waiting,

What can be taking so long, what was the Frog contemplating.

 

They were happy and fun, a right jolly old group,

And everyone laughed, when TAZ stepped in the poop;

 

A wink of his eye and a scrap of the stick,

Soon TAZ would also know he had stepped in the ____;

 

He spoke not a word, but got rid of the gookie,

After screaming at the dog he gave her a cookie,

 

Frog pointed to the van asking “Is that thing fast”,

They all gave a nod, and soon they could cache;

 

TAR sprang to the van, to the cachers gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

 

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

Everyone shut up back there, and kids, don’t fight.

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You're a mean one, Five Star Cache.

You really get my goat.

You might require a harness

Or you might require a boat.

Five Star Cache.

 

You're a thirty-five stage multi on a...

hike that's remote!

 

You're a foul one, Five Star Cache.

You're evil as can be.

Your caves are filled with spiders,

And your tubes filled with debris,

Five Star Cache.

 

You are a film can up a...

thirty-nine-and-a-half foot tree!

 

You're a rotter, Five Star Cache.

Your puzzles numb my brain.

Your code is too confusing

And your math induces pain,

Five Star Cache.

 

You're a quadruply encrypted...

Persian quatrain!

 

You're a vile one, Five Star Cache.

Your logbook's still unsigned.

You're a needle in a haystack,

And you make me think I'm blind.

Five Star Cache.

 

The three words that best describe you are, and I quote:

"Did! Not! Find!"

 

You nauseate me, Five Star Cache.

And someone might get hurt!

You're a psycho urban sewer

Full of radioactive dirt,

Five Star Cache.

 

Given the choice between the two of you I'd take the...

Wal-Mart lamppost skirt!

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Dashing through da snow in our rusty cachemobile,

or' da hills we go, holding on to da steering wheel.

We're off to grandma's house to share some Christmas Cheer,

but what do you know we round a curve and slam into some deer.

Oh Rust and Smoke, da Heater's Broke, da GPSr it's OK

We light a Match to see da dash and then we start to pray.

Da muffler went , da frame is bent, da GPSr it's OK.

We got da coords to da next cache,

And it's right on da way.

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The 12 Caching Days of Christmas

(Based on my actual Christmas list :( )

 

On the first day of Christmas

my true love gave to me:

A Garmin Vista Hc

 

On the second day of Christmas

my true love gave to me

2 Hiking Boots

and a Garmin Vista Hc

 

On the third day of Christmas

my true love gave to me:

3 Geocoins

2 Hiking Boots

and a Garmin Vista Hc

 

On the fourth day of Christmas

my true love gave to me:

4 Woolen Socks

3 Geocoins

2 Hiking Boots

and a Garmin Vista Hc

 

On the fifth day of Christmas

my true love gave to me:

5 Bison Tubes

4 Woolen Socks

3 Geocoins

2 Hiking Boots

and a Garmin Vista Hc

 

On the sixth day of Christmas

my true love gave to me:

6 Ammo Boxes

5 Bison Tubes

4 Woolen Socks

3 Geocoins

2 Hiking Boots

and a Garmin Vista Hc

 

On the seventh day of Christmas

my true love gave to me:

7 Coffees Steaming

6 Ammo Boxes

5 Bison Tubes

4 Woolen Socks

3 Geocoins

2 Hiking Boots

and a Garmin Vista Hc

 

On the eighth day of Christmas

my true love gave to me:

8 Happy Meal Toys

7 Coffees Steaming

6 Ammo Boxes

5 Bison Tubes

4 Woolen Socks

3 Geocoins

2 Hiking Boots

and a Garmin Vista Hc

 

On the ninth day of Christmas

my true love gave to me:

9 Rare Earth magnets

8 Happy Meal Toys

7 Coffees Steaming

6 Ammo Boxes

5 Bison Tubes

4 Woolen Socks

3 Geocoins

2 Hiking Boots

and a Garmin Vista Hc

 

On the tenth day of Christmas

my true love gave to me:

10 Camo Tape Rolls

9 Rare Earth magnets

8 Happy Meal Toys

7 Coffees Steaming

6 Ammo Boxes

5 Bison Tubes

4 Woolen Socks

3 Geocoins

2 Hiking Boots

and a Garmin Vista Hc

 

On the eleventh day of Christmas

my true love gave to me:

11 Kits of First Aid

10 Camo Tape Rolls

9 Rare Earth magnets

8 Happy Meal Toys

7 Coffees Steaming

6 Ammo Boxes

5 Bison Tubes

4 Woolen Socks

3 Geocoins

2 Hiking Boots

and a Garmin Vista Hc

 

On the twelfth day of Christmas

my true love gave to me:

12 Fresh Batteries

11 Kits of First Aid

10 Camo Tape Rolls

9 Rare Earth magnets

8 Happy Meal Toys

7 Coffees Steaming

6 Ammo Boxes

5 Bison Tubes

4 Woolen Socks

3 Geocoins

2 Hiking Boots

and a Garmin Vista Hc

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Just stumbled on these and was inspired to add a couple of new ones for 2008 (with a bit of a New England twist and much help from Mr Kestrel and Daughter Kestrel):

 

O Little Cache in Lexington

 

O little cache in Lexington,

How clever is thy hide.

A micro in an old stone wall,

All seekers are defied.

 

Yet through thy dark recesses,

I'll shine my new flashlight;

Unless a muggle happens by,

I'll sign the log tonight.

 

 

While Cachers Sought Their Swag by Night

(sung to the tune of "While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks by Night")

 

While cachers sought their swag by night,

Across the snowy ground,

They raised their lamps above their heads,

And firetacks shone around.

 

They feared they would not solve the clues,

With greatly troubled mind,

But then glad tidings rang about,

As they heard "I made the find!"

 

Happy Holidays one and all! :laughing:

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For GCMA0P

 

Twas the night before Christmas in this rest area park.

Not a creature was stirring; it was quiet and dark.

No Cacher was seen with container in hand.

Not even a muggle to spoil the plan.

 

I drove right up close, up close to the curb.

From here I could see that the goods weren't disturbed.

I didn't get out to check who has signed,

But I know there are many that have logged this find.

 

So I just kept on going, since all was all right,

To get back to Ballentine 'fore the end of the night.

But I'll probably be late, of this I am sure.

I'm addicted to caching. There's just not a cure.

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Dashing to the Cache,

on a pair of broken skis,

to the cache we go,

Before a Muggle sees!

 

My GPS lost signal,

Twigs jabbed me in the eye,

I got to find this cache,

before it makes me cry!

 

Oh, First to Finds,

First to Finds,

why do you hate me!

whenever I go looking

I get stuck into a tree.

 

"Look a little harder"

that was my rule of thumb.

My dog found the cache real fast

it made me look so dumb!

 

Signed the log real swiftly,

my hands were getting numb,

I got out of there as Quickly as I had Come!

 

Oh, First to Finds,

First to Finds,

why do you hate me!

whenever I go looking

A muggle catches me!

 

to the tune of jingle bells

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At a Meet-n-greet (GC1H75P) last year, someone brought copies of "The 12 days of geocaching", handed them out, and we performed it to a rousing round of applause. There's a picture of it at http://img.geocaching.com/cache/log/044c89...2284d41ba4c.jpg

 

I'll try to find the words, and post them here.

 

Edit, 3 minutes later:

 

HAH! Found it!

 

The 12 Days of Caching

By Climbingcachers

 

On the first day of caching my partner said to me:

 

1 Just Follow the GPS

2 Where is the trail?

3 Who put this here?

4 I have to pee

5 I AM NOT LOST!

6 Who's going in?

7 I'm First to Find

8 Who's signed the log

9 Look at this coin

10 Gun it and we'll make it

11 I think it's poison ivy.

12 I'm going home

 

The song was done in a call-and-response mode - the crowd sang the first line, and whoever was assigned line 1-12 would speak it. As we went through the list, the responders would start to adlib. I think on the last time through, #4 didn't say a thing, just turned and walked away with that pained step that told everyone what he was thinking....

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These are just great

I was impressed with the talent here andhad to give it a try.

 

(Sung to White Christmas)

 

I'm dreaming of a green christmas.

I don't like caching in the snow,

With my fozen fingers

I'd rather not linger...outside

When it's ten below.

 

(alternate verse)

I'm dreaming of green christmas.

No caches frozen to the ground,

And icy roadways...no thanks,

No digging through snowbanks

Making caches much harder to be found.

 

I'm dreaming of a green christmas,

That darn cache lid has froze on tight.

May your coodinates always be right

And may christmases all be green not white.

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