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by Paleoman
(Finds: 95  Score: 428)    (Hidden: 14  Score: 60)

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Coordinates (WGS-84 datum)
N 42° 38.445'   W 078° 03.344'
Castile,   New York   14427
United States    Near By Caches

Hidden On: 22 Mar 2007
Waypoint (Landmark): N0267D
Open Cache:  Unrestricted
Cache type:  Normal
Cache size:   Micro

Difficulty: gps half gps (easy)
Terrain: gps gps (easy)

Misc: Pets are allowed. Parking is available


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This is a micro in the woods cache, (Szuchie’s favorite). The focus of the cache is to observe a huge old White Pine in a tranquil setting.

You are probably thinking, “Oh no, not another micro hidden in the woods cache!” There is more to this cache than just a hidden micro, the main focus is to have you observe a very old and massive White Pine tree.

The white pine (Pinus Strobus) is the largest Eastern Conifer and was a very important tree in the history of our nation. The Native Americans (Iroquois) revered this tree and called it the “tree of peace”. It also represented the original five nations of the Iroquois confederacy in a symbolic way. The soft and flexible needles occur in bundles of 5; this represents one needle for each original member of the Iroquois confederacy. They are the Mohawk, Oneida, Onondaga, Cayuga, and the Seneca. The resin or pitch can be used to make glue by adding ashes to the pitch while boiling it. It can also be used to waterproof the seams on birch bark canoes. It is possible for the white pine to exceed 400 years of age and they are commonly found at around 200 years old. When you search for this micro be sure to check out this fabulous old monarch of the forest. It is just possible that it was here when Native Americans traveled through this area.

Be sure to put this cache back exactly as it was hidden to keep it challenging and fun for the next cacher to find.

You can park at N42.38.366 W078.03.247

I wish to thank Ron Ballinger, caretaker of the Castile youth Center property, for giving permission for this cache to be placed on his property!

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I found it! 19 Oct 2008 by  mickemt  (Finds: 172  Score: 590.5)    (Hidden: 71  Score: 266)
    Open Log:  Unrestricted

Great spot for a cache Paleoman, that is one huge tree!

I found it! 04 Jul 2007 by  BrianofJava  (Finds: 15  Score: 58)    (Hidden: 0  Score: 0)
    Open Log:  Personal use only

A rain soaked Independence Day found Team Java headed towards Letchworth for a day of fun. I decided to tackle a few of the caches in the area and this was our first stop. Cords were perfect and we admired the majestic "White Pine" and imagined how many others have passed through the area during this tree's life time. Thank you to the care teker and to Paleoman for this very nice cache. And thank you to our Creator for this wonderful tree.

I found it! 25 Mar 2007 by  HuckleBuckle  (Finds: 77  Score: 273.5)    (Hidden: 67  Score: 223.5)
    Open Log:  Non-commercial use only

This was another on my "must do" for today after reading about Yam juice and K-mart underwear from Szuchie's log.

I loved the woods that this cache was located in, the peacefulness and the serene quality to it made for a fun caching experience. Once we arrived at GZ, I made the find quickly. Great work as usual, Pman. Like the history mentioned in the description. Very cool. Thanks again. Cache you in West Seneca sometime!


I found it! 22 Mar 2007 by  Szuchie  (Finds: 146  Score: 577)    (Hidden: 5  Score: 26)
    Open Log:  Personal use only

Wow….I guess I’ll have to set the record straight!
As I do each and every other Thursday that occurs on a calendar date ending in 2, 7, or a numerical value that is divisible by anything greater than 111 million, I found myself sitting in inflatable lawn furniture that disturbingly resembled lime-green Jello with perpetually frozen “in the prime of their young lives” banana chucks. I sat musing the pitfalls, calamity, and potential rise of clown-unemployment rates of introducing checkered knickers into the mainstream fashion scene (all while gently sipping a crisp and delightful goblet of Boone’s Farm’s finest Orange Hurricane Cognac), when Chicky arrived in a French maid’s outfit to do my taxes and mull over the terribly interesting concept of dodge ball (only played with the use of rubrics cubes).

It was then I decided to pop online and browse available acreage around the intersection of Transit Road and French for the construction of Szuchie’s Supper-Happy Fun-Slide Mansion, equipped with indoor tennis courts, badger repelling moats and bidet/water fountains (for those lazy and/or thirsty). Before I ended my foray into the virtual unknown, I decided to hop over and see if there were any caches that needed approval. Being that I am NY Admin, and on every other Thursdays which occur on a calendar date ending in 2, 7, or a numerical value that is divisible by anything greater than 111 million – NY Cacher, I had an eager hankerin’ to publish any and all unadvised lamp post micros, trash pile cache hides, or the always intriguing Cayuga Crew cache that somehow manages to works condiments or petrified neon desserts into its title.

Before we continue with this epic tale of less than epic proportions, let’s take a break…
Now back to the dissapointing and basically PG-rated conclusion of....oh nevermind....

Sadly, not seeing any of these sure-fire winners…I decided I’d post the only cache I could find. Since it was by Paleoman52, I knew it would be good regardless of what Blue_Stone and his loathingly sick fascination with animal head people said after yet again stunning the sanctity of human decency with his “look, I put a face on a Bison” Photoshop prowess. So, with the publish button pushed on The Old White Pine and the last of my Orange Hurricane Cognac consumed, I decided to IM the Nature Noggins…only to find my computer obstructed by autograph hounds, sultry Swedish models and people wanting to play leap frog.
After swatting away these pesky creatures I was able to contact Mr. Nogg. Since he was in the midst of working with NASA to finalize his “Sputnik Shower Stall Webcam Mark I”, he informed me they would be over very shortly to head into the foggy night in search of FTF’s. After rolling up in the Aston Martin, we departed…or as I like to call it, Mr. Nogg’s White Knuckle Bumper Car Ride Into Total Insanity. Not because Mr. Nogg is a bad driver by any mean... He just likes to drive backwards with underwear on his head while Ms. Nogg serves a charming spread of diced radishes and yam juice. The yam juice was perfectly chilled, but the mood was mildly dashed when Mr. Nogg realized his head gear was nothing more then “previously viewed” K-Mart underwear. The screams of “What smells like burnt toast?!?” made us all feel a little uneasy.

Once to the parking area, we were quick to realize that this cache was hidden in a “tree” zone. I recounted to the group with unyielding terror concerning an article I read in “101 Ways to Make Friends with Mashed Potatoes” about how there are trees in these places called “woods” that like to belly flop on unsuspecting socialites, often causing them to spill valuable liters of cognac to the disconcerting amusement of fearsome creatures known as “slack-jawed yokels”. So…with the smell of yam juice in the air, our courageous group headed off into the darkness armed with pine-scented air freshener and a life-sized portrait of Emilio Estevez (a tree’s only natural enemy).

Soon after we entered the dark abyss, we located the cache’s namesake. Since we were always taught not to mess with frisky old trees, we awkwardly stood around uncomfortably pretending to talk on our cell phones until Mr. Nogg broke the ice. Apparently this tree had been Mr. Nogg’s father’s, cousin’s, best friend’s, former roommate, and was quite a card. Probably ace of spades. After signing the log, and playing a quick game of midnight-backgammon, we sacrificed the life-sized portrait of Emilio Estevez and headed back to the car singing every Menudo song we could think of. Fortunately for us: It was zero.

Yeah..…just another boring Thursday night.



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