This weekend was a three-day holiday weekend, and as such I figured I shouldn't spent the whole thing working. I took a few hours off each day and went outside, mostly on little hikes in the canyons and mountains near town.

I showed Bob the cave down in White Rock, and while we were there I discovered that the cave register I had placed inside had been damaged (the tupperware had shattered in one corner and it looked like an animal had gotten inside and started chewing on the paper). I spent some of yesterday buying an ammo cannister from the Black Hole and outfitting it as a critter-proof cave register. I went back to White Rock and placed it in the cave. While I was down there, I decided to do a nearby geocache.

The geocache in question was listed as not being very hard to find, though the previous two people to look for it failed. The coordinates put me on a basalt talus slope in White Rock Canyon, and basically there were an infinite number of places to hide it. The proximity of a nearby cliff was giving my GPS wacky reflections and its position estimate was wandering all over the place. I ended up searching through those rocks for over an hour and came up with nothing. I was rather irritated at the "difficulty 2" rating, because if it is there then it is really well buried.

When I got home, I had an email from someone who had spent the last week trying to do my most recent geocache. He had failed to find it. He sent me his solution to the puzzle and, using this information, I determined that I basically screwed up the puzzle royally. There was no way to solve it and find the cache. So I'm an idiot. I had to backpedal and fix the puzzle, apologize to the people who had spent real time trying to find something that wasn't there, etc.

Later last night I got an email from the owner of the cache I went looking for... he disabled the cache and indicated that it probably had been removed or buried by someone. I guess I got what I deserved.