Deep South Geocaching

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December 24 by cotontop3 (3066 found)
I'm up on Christmas eve morning and I get a new cache published notification. I immediately fire a text off to Push to see what he's doing and I don't get a response back. I decide I'm going to load up and head out and I'll try calling him on the way to see if he wants to go. I go on and eat breakfast and get my stuff together and make my way towards the bypass. I make the call to Push who answers and I tell him I'm on my way and I'm going to try the new cache and see what its about. At first, I didn't think he was really interested, but the thought of knowing I was going after an extreme cache for a FTF without him was too overwhelming and he said "I'm in"!

Got to the Push home in about 25 minutes and Push was waiting on me to arrive. We headed on south and were discussing how much water we thought we were going to encounter. I had my knee boots and hip waders just in case there was a bunch of water. We parked and I went on and put the hip waders on and the hike began towards GZ. As we closed in to less than 400' I thought, I sure hope that the cache is not out there! We walked up the slough and kept getting closer and closer till we got down to 120' and then it was obvious that the last 120' might be a little tough, depending on how deep the water was.

I pulled my waders all the way up to my cods and slowly waded into the black dark, funky smellin, iron-wood infested slough. I didn't make it more than 20' in and was almost over my waders! Dang, I thought, this cache may not get found on this trip. I turned around for a retreat and didn't check the dept and stepped in a ditch and disaster ALMOST unfolded on me. I regained my composure and got back focused on the task at hand and that was retrieving the fricken cache! I started a new route toward the cache again and had to make a big circle and pretty much was only able to close the gap to 90' no matter where I went and I was marking waypoint after waypoint so I could come back out the same way I went in.

I was turning and twisting and zig zagging my way closer when all a sudden, I felt that ever so COLD water tingling on my cods and they disappeared into never never land to another warm spot and I too took a quick step back! I'm thinking, 50' left I gotta get it, but still cant see the cache yet. I poke with my stick checking the depth again and find a couple more spots that the water is not over my waders. When I get to 30' I spot the cache, but I'm still wondering if I'll be able to make it the rest of the way and thats when I think to myself, I keep extra change of clothes in my truck and I'm going to get this $%&#@* cache no matter what (I have a reputation to uphold)!

I close the last few feet and BAM, I got it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Me and Push are communicating back and forth cause he can't see me just in case something happens and little did I know that he had to find a dryer spot in a tree as we were trying to make the grab. After signing the log, now I have to get myself out of this mess I'm in now. I start slowly easing my way back out some and thats when I get to where I spot Push up above the water. After a few more minutes of slowly moving towards the dry land, I do finally put my feet back on dryer land.

Man, that water was deep and what little did get on me was very cold too! What a rush to put together a team effort to make the grab on this cache! I just hate it wasn't 90 degrees today where I could have fought some Cotton Mouths on the way in and back out!

YEE HAW FTF

Hey Griffin, PLEASE let me know when you plan on making this grab cause I really really want to be an observer!



Griffin Slough


In the middle of it


I can see it, but can I get to it?


Nothing like the smell of fresh cache


Virgin log


It was that deep pretty much the whole way


There are some trophy squirrels in these parts