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When the cold winds are blowing and the snow is falling, I find it hard to be motivated to go looking for caches. Between the cold wind sneaking its way under your clothes and chilling you to the bone, to caches buried so deep under ice and snow that you need to wait months for it to melt, winter caching can be the bane of any cacher.
I personally have been left with did not find logs after a few memorable trips while caching in winter. One that comes to mind, was for a 1/1 park and grab. While it would have been a simple cache on an average day, that day it was buried under several feet of drifting snow. I also got quite a surprise as I walked toward ground zero in hopes of still making a miracle find... the snow drift I walked upon gave way and I fell waist-deep into the snow.
After digging my way back out of this hole and shaking off all the snow, it was not the day to go looking for this cache. It had earned the DNF for the day and it was time to move along.
I have seen many pictures over the years of lamppost caches in parking lots buried under snow piles up to 20 feet deep. Or caches that have been iced over by runoff or even sea spray.
What is the worst snow caching experience you have encountered? Were you able to return and get that smile later?
I personally have been left with did not find logs after a few memorable trips while caching in winter. One that comes to mind, was for a 1/1 park and grab. While it would have been a simple cache on an average day, that day it was buried under several feet of drifting snow. I also got quite a surprise as I walked toward ground zero in hopes of still making a miracle find... the snow drift I walked upon gave way and I fell waist-deep into the snow.
After digging my way back out of this hole and shaking off all the snow, it was not the day to go looking for this cache. It had earned the DNF for the day and it was time to move along.
I have seen many pictures over the years of lamppost caches in parking lots buried under snow piles up to 20 feet deep. Or caches that have been iced over by runoff or even sea spray.
What is the worst snow caching experience you have encountered? Were you able to return and get that smile later?