Slim's Saddle LbNA #10712 (ARCHIVED)
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Add Location| Owner: | N/A |
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| Plant date: | Sep 7, 2004 |
| Location: | |
| City: | ??? |
| County: | Kalamazoo |
| State: | Michigan |
| Boxes: | 1 |
| Planted by: | azobox
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| Found by: | ??? |
| Last found: | Sep 28, 2007 |
| Status: | FFFFaF |
| Last edited: | Sep 7, 2004 |
Slim’s Saddle
BOX IS NOT AVAILABLE AS OF APRIL 2010
This series of mini-letterboxes could total four to five miles, depending on how you choose to round ‘em up. Fill your canteen before you head out, pardner.
To find this letterbox, you’ll first have to unravel the yarn that began with the mystery of Chicago Slim. His adventures are told in the story, “Whose Shoes”, (Western version).
When we left Chicago Slim he was resting. He discovered that he’d dropped his hat along the trail somewhere and he thought he really ought to get up and take a look around. That old Stetson had been with him for years. When he looked around he knew something else was wrong. Slim was all alone!
He called for Firecracker, his faithful steed
“Firecracker!” he called again. There was not even the snap of a nearby twig. The only sound he heard was the gentle breeze in the nearby pines. Firecracker was gone. And that wasn’t all. Since he’d not unsaddled the horse, or taken off his bedroll or the saddlebags, he was left with nothing.
Now what was he going to do?
Your job is to help Chicago Slim find his belongings.
You’ll start where Slim came to rest.
Giddyup.
Firecracker had meandered away from the sleeping Slim. He went north to a well-marked intersection. Then a bit further and angled right off at see no-in. The way bends northward and continues. Ignore the optional walkway. At three blues, go right.
Cross over the sandy and well-traveled way to the northwest.
And see the blue pipe after the cross.
Take the route to the left past the dozen, then gradually uphill.
You might see some blaze-marked trees along this route.
“What’s that?” thought Firecracker, looking to a path on the right.
He walked toward the object but then thought best not to explore too deeply,
though he looked high and low.
However, you’d better count the horizontal lifters – you’ll need to know.
Back to the main trail, he looked to the right. That way was not a place he wanted to be.
So he turned left and walked three times the number he’d noted.
Then he was off the trail to a forked tree at about 300 degrees.
He scratched his back on the tree. Suddenly his load was lightened.
The saddle had fallen into the fork of the tree.
Add it to your collection.
Copyright 2005 jparkerg/azobox
Please do not list on any database or
other clue site. Contact azobox.
BOX IS NOT AVAILABLE AS OF APRIL 2010
This series of mini-letterboxes could total four to five miles, depending on how you choose to round ‘em up. Fill your canteen before you head out, pardner.
To find this letterbox, you’ll first have to unravel the yarn that began with the mystery of Chicago Slim. His adventures are told in the story, “Whose Shoes”, (Western version).
When we left Chicago Slim he was resting. He discovered that he’d dropped his hat along the trail somewhere and he thought he really ought to get up and take a look around. That old Stetson had been with him for years. When he looked around he knew something else was wrong. Slim was all alone!
He called for Firecracker, his faithful steed
“Firecracker!” he called again. There was not even the snap of a nearby twig. The only sound he heard was the gentle breeze in the nearby pines. Firecracker was gone. And that wasn’t all. Since he’d not unsaddled the horse, or taken off his bedroll or the saddlebags, he was left with nothing.
Now what was he going to do?
Your job is to help Chicago Slim find his belongings.
You’ll start where Slim came to rest.
Giddyup.
Firecracker had meandered away from the sleeping Slim. He went north to a well-marked intersection. Then a bit further and angled right off at see no-in. The way bends northward and continues. Ignore the optional walkway. At three blues, go right.
Cross over the sandy and well-traveled way to the northwest.
And see the blue pipe after the cross.
Take the route to the left past the dozen, then gradually uphill.
You might see some blaze-marked trees along this route.
“What’s that?” thought Firecracker, looking to a path on the right.
He walked toward the object but then thought best not to explore too deeply,
though he looked high and low.
However, you’d better count the horizontal lifters – you’ll need to know.
Back to the main trail, he looked to the right. That way was not a place he wanted to be.
So he turned left and walked three times the number he’d noted.
Then he was off the trail to a forked tree at about 300 degrees.
He scratched his back on the tree. Suddenly his load was lightened.
The saddle had fallen into the fork of the tree.
Add it to your collection.
Copyright 2005 jparkerg/azobox
Please do not list on any database or
other clue site. Contact azobox.