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What a wonder, Lost in the hills Trudging and slipping Through mud and snow. Ninety minutes, A dozen dogs, One and a half 'caches, A single candid horse. Racing to beat the sun, I find a sack and a tub. I'm happier than mother, though - Left with a rather muddy rug.
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Dec 29, 2011
Dec 29, 2011 at 4:26 AM UTC
Geocaching
What a wonder, Lost in the hills Trudging and slipping Through mud and snow. Ninety minutes, A dozen dogs, One and a half 'caches, A single candid horse. Racing to beat the sun, I find a sack and a tub. I'm happier than mother, though - Left with a rather muddy rug.
5 Dec 2010
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Dec 29, 2011
Dec 29, 2011 at 4:26 AM UTC
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