Aw, Let's Play! LbNA # 38513 (ARCHIVED)
|Placed Date||Mar 22 2008|
|Found By||Jedi 6|
|Last Found||Jun 30 2010|
"Inside every Newfoundland, Boxer, Elkhound and Great Dane is a puppy longing to climb onto your lap." -- Helen Thomson
A dog park (Horizons Happy Hounds) opened at Horizons Park on Saturday, July 21, 2007. This dog area is designed for dogs to legally run off leash in a 2-acre fenced area. Part of the area is fenced for small dogs, another larger area for big dogs. You can read more here: http://www.co.forsyth.nc.us/Parks/horizons_dogpark.aspx
Your first challenge is to locate this dog park. It is across the street from the regular Horizons park (and other letterboxes). You will not be going inside the fence to find the box, but isn't this a nice place for a dog to play? I bring Nabisco (my trailhound) several times a week to run and play with the other dogs.
Go to the northernmost side of the dog park. There are several bird boxes on the trails around the dog park, but only one on the north side. Find this bird box. From here walk about 5 paces north to a bike trail. Turn roughly west and follow the winding trail.
Isn't this an odd, eerie forest? Tall trees, limbless until they reach a great height, and the snarl of such large, thick vines around many of them. Walk about 28 double-paces (count each time your right foot hits the ground) and look right for a huge old soldier of a tree. I wonder how many years he has stood guard in this place? He may have been a sapling when this country was in its infancy. Snap him a quick salute and continue your journey.
Continue following the path for about 40 more double-paces. You'll see a sawn off pine trunk to the right about chest high with the rest of it lying on the left side of the path.
Now you will enter another section of the forest littered with leaves and needles. Listen to the sound of the trees. On the day I planted this box, I heard the creak of ancient trees swaying in the wind. Now the path will lead up, up, up, past a pile of rocks on the right as you begin to climb. You'll pass a skinny little tree in the middle of the path. Watch your footing in the loose rocks. At this time, you are walking nearly due west.
As you crest the hill look left. You'll see the remains of some old farm shed or barn with remnants of its tin roof amid the debris. But your treasure is not there.
Stay on the trail. Cross a small gully. Along the path you'll see the low areas studded with embedded logs to help bike tires keep traction when the area is muddy. You'll be walking downhill now.
Very soon you'll reach a hairpin turn. As soon as you round the turn, look right for a 3-trunked tree. There's a fourth skinny sapling or maybe a sucker trying to join the trio. Behind this arboreal family, there is a broken pine and another pine behind that one with a big knot that looks like a face watching things. The treasure is hidden in a natural sinkhole between the family and the pine. Watch your footing because there are other holes hidden by the needles and leaf litter on the forest floor. The container is a large lock'n'lock box, with fairly good camo. Be sure to recover well so that it cannot be spotted from the trail.
There are three very special prizes for the first three finders. There are also several of my personal pathtags which are intended for you to keep as little mementos of your adventure.
"He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion."