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A Bitchy Cacher Christmas….

December 11, 2013

Twas the eve before christmas,
just at the start of the night,
a young cacher was stirring,
turning on a flashlight.

His GPS was hung by the door on
its perch, in hopes that
tonight would be a great time
for a search.

The other cachers were nestled
all snug in their beds, with
dreams of big find counts
dancing round in their heads.

The young cacher donned mitts,
coat and a cap, while other
cachers settled in for their
pre-Christmas nap.

Out on the cold trails the lone
cacher heard chatter, he turned
down the path to see what was
the matter.

Backtracking his trail, he flew
like a flash, jumping a
creekbed without making a
splash.

With the moon shining down on
the new fallen snow, He
discovered a man, dressed in red
head to toe.

“Santa?” he thought, “does he
really exsist? But wait…,
where’s the reindeer, the
sleigh, and the gifts?”

The muggle was standing there
shaking the snow from his hat,
“Damn reindeer!” he muttered
“I’ll get them back!”

The lone cacher thought quickly
and offered his help, but the
red man looked skyward, and let
out a yelp.

“Get back here!” he screamed,
then he turned to the youth, “I
fell out of my sleigh, I need
to finish my route!”

The cacher pulled out a iphone,
he then downloaded
an app. He passed it to Santa,
who gave it a tap.

“My goodness!” he cried, “this
is a marvelous app, the
reindeer are near, they’re just
taking a nap!”

So the young cacher and Santa
set off on a walk, they climbed
up some hills and all the while
talked.

Santa thanked the young man
while he boarded his sleigh,
and in true Santa style he flew
up, up, and away.

The cacher went back and found
one more hide. He opened the
cache box, and smiled with
surprise.

There was his letter to Santa
he had written age three, he
placed in his pocket, and hid
the cache in a tree.

As he started for home he
walked into some fog. He was
mulling over what to write in
his log.

The cacher returned home, to
find santa had been there, he
left a new GPS and some clean
underwear.

The log for the cache was
written that evening, it read
“Thanks for the cache,” and
“Don’t stop believing!”

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3 Comments
  1. dragon flyer permalink

    Very cute…!

  2. Cappy permalink

    What a cute poem. 🙂

    Thanks for your rants and Christmas sentiments. Happy Holidays B.

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