Every DVD has a blooper reel these days. Sometimes the bloopers are intentional jokes – sometimes they are NOT. Well... here's mine. I try to keep up with the latest fashions. Do any of these sound familiar to you?

"I cannot wait to rush in where angels fear to tread..."

Camelot

Cache: Composite 2: The Sequel

Location: Las Vegas, NV

Date: January 8, 2006

Scenario:  Picture an eager new cacher with a basic Garmin Geko 101, a silver Honda Civic, and a touchingly naïve belief that the shortest, and therefore best, distance between two points is a straight line. Got it? Now picture a network of ATV trails existing between a paved road and the cache site... The hondacar somehow survived, even down what looked like a 45 degree slope – said cacher's touchingly naïve belief died a quick death that day. (Nevermind that I nearly had a heart attack.)

“Stop ripping holes in my pants!”

Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl (sort of)

Cache: March to the Arch

Location: Las Vegas, NV

Date: March 7, 2006

Scenario:  Jeans fabric is very tough. The rock surfaces around Las Vegas are very rough. The march to the arch was high and steep. When scooting and sliding on the rear end became a necessity, it became a “irresistible force meets immovable object” type of scenario. The rocks won... and since my car was parked at least a third of a mile back along the road, anyone driving along Lake Mead Blvd that particular day had a better then usual view of my derriere.

“Uh... it was nice meeting you.”

Twister

Cache: First Creek Falls Cache

Location: Las Vegas, NV

Date: April 4, 2006

Scenario:  Two eager cachers heading for a cache in the foothills west of Vegas, where the seasonal waterfalls and pools trickle. One mile, one way, from car to cache, roughly. Half the way in, a rock. Upon the rock, a man. Practicing, as near as we can tell, burro calls – not that we know what a burro call really sounds like, but we had to assume /something/. Rock and man were skirted, and we continued on to successfully find the cache.

We took a different route back.

"It's time to swim or sink...

Toss the cacher over the side, drop her in the drink."

Muppet Treasure Island (sort of)

Cache: The Missing Cacher Series—Part 2—His Lunch

Location: Omaha, NE

Date: October 5, 2006

Scenario:  A seven part series in the woods. A deep, fairly narrow creek winding through. An inconveniently placed road that bridges the creek. Doing the caches in numerical order requires multiple crossings. Once I jumped successfully. The second time – well, that bit of solid looking ground – wasn't. Did I mention the deep nature of the creek? I was submerged up to my shoulders, very nearly! *squish**splash**curse*

"The thing's hollow... it goes on forever...

and oh, my gosh, I just dropped the cache down it!"

2001: A Space Odyssey (sort of)

Cache: Wheels

Location: Bellevue, NE

Date: July 30, 2007

Scenario:  A metallic pyramid, about six feet high, made entirely of bicycle pieces and parts. Somewhere on it – a bison tube on a hook. Six visits to search. On the seventh visit, success! In the excitement of the moment, the cache is fumbled, and disappears into a long tube, presumably never to be seen again, occasioning a frantically apologetic “needs maintenance” log... but it was easily retrieved and replaced the next day by the cache owner, so all ended well.

"Come with me if you want to get inside your car again."

Terminator 1, 2, or 3 (sort of)

Cache: Tombstone Graveyard

Location: ~1.5 miles outside David City, NE

Date: Sunday, March 22, 2009

Scenario:  Let me just quote the DNF log:

A) When out caching, always wear a jacket on windy, cloudy days. That way, if you happen to, say, lock your keys in the car, you won't freeze on the walk back into town.

B) It's really very neat to get to ride in a police car, at least when you are riding in the front seat. :)

C) The police department and the county sheriff are very helpful! And they don't charge for unlocking locks!

D) It'd be better to use that magnetic keyholder I've been hanging onto to *gasp* hold a spare, door-unlocking key under the car, rather then place a cache in. Did you know they can hold KEYS?

"The ends, my friend, are blowing in the wind...

The ends are blowing in the wind."

“Blowing in the Wind”, Kingston Trio (sort of)

Cache: Hides of Horror: War of the Worlds

Location: Bellevue, NE

Date: March 27, 2010

Scenario:  Multi-cache. I have the first stage in my hands, and the coordinates in my GPS. Put it back where it's supposed to go, and with my incredible talent for such things, manage somehow to wedge it in there in such a way it's impossible to pull back out. *tug*tug*tug*SNAP* Suddenly, I'm peering down at the waxed string... it's fluttering in the wind in my hands, happily unattached to anything. The cache is currently disabled, pending replacement – which I've offered to do. Waiting to hear back. Got this guilty feeling – oops!

By Sioneva

 

 

 

 A strangelet is a hypothetical object consisting of a bound state of roughly equal numbers of up, down, and strange quarks. An equivalent description is that a strangelet is a small fragment of strange matter. The term "strangelet" originates with E. Farhi and R. Jaffe. Strangelets have been suggested as a dark matter candidate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Comments(1):

1. Blooper Reels! I love Blooper Reels!

   I would love to have seen the first one, just to see if it compared to my own adventure for "Dracula - Hides of Horror." Lesson learned: Not even a 4X4 Jeep can stay on that park road, when it's covered in ice, and the tires are bald...[:0]

   Tuesday, April 06, 2010 Terry