THE MISSING KEY#3 The Fla-Key Blonde LbNA #11185 (ARCHIVED)
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Add Location| Owner: | Adoptable |
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| Plant date: | Jul 18, 2004 |
| Location: | |
| City: | Dallas |
| County: | Dallas |
| State: | Texas |
| Boxes: | 1 |
| Planted by: | Celtic Lions  |
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| Found by: | Fowler Busters |
| Last found: | Jul 13, 2007 |
| Status: | FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFaFar |
| Last edited: | Jul 18, 2004 |
DIFFICULTY: Moderately Easy ( for brunettes)
DISTANCE to LETTERBOX: 100 yards
KNOW BEFORE YOU GO: Good picnic area
PLANTED BY: StillWater, Ruby Tuesday, Flicker & (non-Gryzzled)Gryphon (carved by Cactus Licker)
Twice I'd lost my keys looking for letterboxes. I was determined to break the pattern. People were beginning to make blonde jokes, calling me a fla-KEY Dallas blonde…( Not true.I live in NORTH Dallas.)
After losing the second set of keys over by the spillway, I cruised around to the other side of White Rock Lake, admiring the great-looking bikers...er...boats on the lake and the way the wind blew thru my naturally blonde hair. I pulled my convertible into the parking lot by the “Big Thicket” sign at 420 East Lawther, thinking I could check my make-up in the restroom. It was flawless(my make-up, that is - not the restroom).
Wearily, I sat down at the picnic tables to gaze out over the lake, watching sailboats play in the wind.
Suddenly a cunning plan struck me. At least I think it was a cunning plan. It might have been an acorn.
There was a dear little family using the barbeque (so cute and low-carb to actually cook meat over an open fire), so I began pacing at the tree with three trunks just beyond the barbeque grill. I strode away from the lake about 77 paces, admiring the way my new two-tone pink Converse high heeled sneakers covered the ground effortlessly. Not daunted by the paved biking trail crossing my path, I fixed my gaze on the really big thicket of bushes immediately in front of me. Slightly to the left of that really big thicket was a really small thicket. And just to the left of the really small thicket was a really perfect-sized thicket – it was just right! (Like Goldilocks)
Running gleefully around to the back of the perfect-sized thicket, I parted the bushes and DELIBERATELY PLACED MY KEYS ON THE EAST SIDE OF THE TREE AND COVERED THEM WITH BARK!!!
Now nobody can call me flakey for losing those keys – this time I deliberately HID them...
P.S. If you reach somebody’s back yard, turn around and go back to the path. But you better have a really good story for those nosy neighbors …they seemed to be fascinated with my quick-thinking tale of losing my belly-button ring…
Please email me at: celticlions@comcast.net if you find my MISSING KEY #3! ( Or my belly-button ring, for that matter)
NOTE: Always take adequate precautions such as prodding with a stick or wearing gloves (although it's really really hard to find cute gloves). Please replace this box exactly as you found it, hiding it securely, so future letterboxers ( both blondes and non-blondes) will enjoy it, too. Thanks!
DISTANCE to LETTERBOX: 100 yards
KNOW BEFORE YOU GO: Good picnic area
PLANTED BY: StillWater, Ruby Tuesday, Flicker & (non-Gryzzled)Gryphon (carved by Cactus Licker)
Twice I'd lost my keys looking for letterboxes. I was determined to break the pattern. People were beginning to make blonde jokes, calling me a fla-KEY Dallas blonde…( Not true.I live in NORTH Dallas.)
After losing the second set of keys over by the spillway, I cruised around to the other side of White Rock Lake, admiring the great-looking bikers...er...boats on the lake and the way the wind blew thru my naturally blonde hair. I pulled my convertible into the parking lot by the “Big Thicket” sign at 420 East Lawther, thinking I could check my make-up in the restroom. It was flawless(my make-up, that is - not the restroom).
Wearily, I sat down at the picnic tables to gaze out over the lake, watching sailboats play in the wind.
Suddenly a cunning plan struck me. At least I think it was a cunning plan. It might have been an acorn.
There was a dear little family using the barbeque (so cute and low-carb to actually cook meat over an open fire), so I began pacing at the tree with three trunks just beyond the barbeque grill. I strode away from the lake about 77 paces, admiring the way my new two-tone pink Converse high heeled sneakers covered the ground effortlessly. Not daunted by the paved biking trail crossing my path, I fixed my gaze on the really big thicket of bushes immediately in front of me. Slightly to the left of that really big thicket was a really small thicket. And just to the left of the really small thicket was a really perfect-sized thicket – it was just right! (Like Goldilocks)
Running gleefully around to the back of the perfect-sized thicket, I parted the bushes and DELIBERATELY PLACED MY KEYS ON THE EAST SIDE OF THE TREE AND COVERED THEM WITH BARK!!!
Now nobody can call me flakey for losing those keys – this time I deliberately HID them...
P.S. If you reach somebody’s back yard, turn around and go back to the path. But you better have a really good story for those nosy neighbors …they seemed to be fascinated with my quick-thinking tale of losing my belly-button ring…
Please email me at: celticlions@comcast.net if you find my MISSING KEY #3! ( Or my belly-button ring, for that matter)
NOTE: Always take adequate precautions such as prodding with a stick or wearing gloves (although it's really really hard to find cute gloves). Please replace this box exactly as you found it, hiding it securely, so future letterboxers ( both blondes and non-blondes) will enjoy it, too. Thanks!