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Old Frenchtown Island LbNA #5668 (ARCHIVED)

Owner:Adoptable
Plant date:Sep 13, 2003
Location:
City:Monroe
County:Monroe
State:Michigan
Boxes:1
Found by: LABBOO
Last found:Mar 8, 2006
Status:FFFFFFFFFFFFaaaaaaaa
Last edited:Sep 13, 2003
http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=786a2cd4-44d4-4688-ba46-0aa0c650179a

This is a letterbox/geocache hybrid, the link above is to the www.geocaching.com web page for this letterbox. In addition to the stamp, ink pad and log book, this box contains a few small trinkets for geocachers (and letterboxers) to exchange if they wish. The only rule to exchanging trinkets is to leave something of equal value to what you take.

Note- the logbook on this one is a *tad* too large for the opening of the jar- please *gently* squish the jar at the top, and you can then remove and replace the logbook. We will have a new container out there soon. You can find a link to Mapquest showing the location of this letterbox by visiting the above link to the geocaching page for this box.

This cache/letterbox is in Hellenberg Park in Monroe (off of Front St, just west of 75) that used to be the annual home of Old Frenchtown Days, a French and Indian War reineactment event. This was the first F&I encampment that our family ever visited, our parents got hooked and we joined Compagnie Franche de la Marine du Detroit. The stamp is in the tin, in the same baggie as the ink pad. It's an oval marquis tent, similar to the one our family uses for re-enacting.



OLD FRENCHTOWN ISLAND
Imagine the field transformed into rows of tents;
A-frames neatly arranged, the larger officer's tents,
the traders tents lined up to display their wares.
In the distance you can almost hear drills being performed
in both English and French.
Now turn to the island, and walk across the bridge to the more secluded woods.
This is where the French Marines of Detroit would camp,
tents informally nestled in openings amoung the trees.
Follow the path to it's very end,
where you can look out onto the river
and imagine the French Voyageurs paddling in on their canoes, laden with furrs.
Turn back around, and walk 40 paces.
Look for the scarred giant on your left,
the cache is under the protection of it's younger sibling.