|The Vaccinated But Still Socially Distant No-Dead-Weight Irregulars|
|Smoke pouring from hollow tree|
One of the caches along our trek — “Loco Fuel” (GC5K7D4) — may have been the victim of the fire-breathing tyrannosaurus I sought yesterday (“The Lair of a Fire-Breathing T-Rex”), for at ground zero, we found not a cache but a sizable area of scorched earth. It was recent enough that we found smoke belching from the trunk of a hollow tree right at ground zero. Much to our chagrin, we couldn’t come up with even a melted lump of plastic here, though since we do know the cache owner, we took it upon ourselves to replace the container to (hopefully) keep it in play.
|All that remains of an old trestle|
|Heading out to the distant point|
|The view from GZ back the way we had come|