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Stealth Caching
Or maybe not!
Posted in the Groundspeak forum by Unkle Fester
OK, I'm a pretty solid nocturnal cacher, a 3 a.m. type with about one-third of my finds in the dark. A couple of weeks ago a new cache comes up, Goofy's Creek Hide (GC1J2JF) so I head out for the First To Find.
In Oregon it rarely ever really rains hard, just constantly, but on this morning it is just coming down in buckets, the wind is howling and the ground is soggy. This hide is in a wetland-type area near water, and filling up fast.
Searching ground zero... no luck and I try every place I can get to and not be standing in deep water. So, I split and log a FTDNF, thinking I walked right past the cache. I went back that afternoon when no other cachers could make the grade and still no dice. 
The cache owner sends me a pretty detailed description and I go back the next morning at 3 a.m., slip on my way down, leaving a 4 foot skid mark and equal dent in the ground from my backside. I get there, but the cache had been pushed even deeper into its hidey hole and I have to lay on my stomach in the mud to get it.
Just as I make the grab, a big critter comes shooting out from behind the cache; it's a beaver, and he is ticked off!
I go stumbling backwards as he shoots past me and starts to slap his tail in the water.
This wakes up the ducks sleeping in the water and they start quacking like mad.
The neighbors homes are only about 50 ft. away, and their dogs start to bark wildly.
The dog owners wake up and start yelling at each other about whose dog woke up the others. The dogs get hauled inside by cursing owners. 
All this is going on and I'm hunkered down behind a tree, going through the cache goodies, signing the log and getting the owner some better coords.
Needless to say I was real quiet leaving the area (but I got the FTF!) 