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The Angry Woodchuck of the Tippecanoe LbNA #10068

Owner:Armadillo Jo
Plant date:Aug 14, 2004
Location:
City:???
County:Marshall
State:Indiana
Boxes:1
Found by: ???
Last found:Jul 8, 2012
Status:FFFFFFFFFFaa
Last edited:Aug 14, 2004
Difficulty: Easy, flat trail, less than a mile round trip (probably)

012/2008: Alive and well!

A mostly true story

Armadillo Jo lives in a small town in eastern Marshall County, IN. One day, she drove south down a state highway three miles to a beautiful wildlife park on the site of a former Native American village. She took her rat terrier, Betsy, with her. The entrance was on the east side of the road, two miles north of a very small town named after the river that snakes through the area. They took the long driveway and parked their car in the designated lot. They then signed in at the register and entered the trail that went through a gorgeous canopy of evergreens. They walked northbound for quite a distance. Nearing the end of the evergreens, they encountered a trail heading east. They decided to take that trail and eventually came across another trail heading north/south. They decided to stay on their current trail and ended up at a beautiful scenic overlook, overlooking a pond built for the purpose of supplying water to crops. They took a break on the bench. Life was good. They decided to head NW following the shore of the pond. They eventually came to the end of the trail and decided to head right at the T. They came to another bench and had a seat. After awhile, they took a small trail in front of the bench that continued to follow the shore northbound. As they were marveling at the spectacular beauty of the pond midway down the trail, an angry woodchuck leaped out of his hiding place beneath the first of a pair of stumps on the pond side of the trail. The woodchuck charged them and said, “I am the Angry Woodchuck of the Tippecanoe…I’ll eat you my pretty, and your little dog too!” Armadillo Jo didn’t know what to do. So she screamed all the way home and decided that the only way to get over the trauma of being charged by a woodchuck is, of course, to plant a letterbox.

Bring a writing utensil and a stamp pad on this hunt, as I never include them in my boxes. Watch out for the thorny vines around the area of the letterbox. When you find the box, be sure to explore the rest of the park, it is worth the trip!

Congrats to Big Feet and Fever Fan, First Finders!