I can’t believe I get to write another story about the luckiest boy in the world going on a road trip. Once again, I packed up my favorite camPERVan, Pervvie, this time the destination is Alaska. A teenage dream is finally coming to realization. Driving from home in Maryland to Alaska. Geocaching goals are pretty limited for this road trip. I say that now yet somehow, geocaching will find its way to consume me. Probably some challenge that I don’t even know exists yet (turns out, that thing is chasing D/T’s). My top goal is my last remaining year 2000 in the USA (DONE!) . That’s in Sitka. Other than that, I hope to find all the types in each state and for each date when possible. The top 1000 favorites, I’m getting close to 70% I think. And then of course anything else awesome that catches my eye for no apparent reason. Other stupid checklist goal, playing frisbee in each state. I hope to check off a few of the northern states as I make my way across the land (also done!).

This is the story of me being visited by an Alaskan Angel named Ed. He descended upon me in an ‘87 Toyota Corolla. He first ridiculed me for my chosen location, and then directed me to a spot I was sure I could not get to. He ridiculed me for thinking that as well. What at first was a failed attempt at finding a 10 year lonely multi geocache, turned into 2 days in heaven.

This is mostly just my log from a geocache I found:

This is the story of a lonely multicache that I was excited for, then depressed over, then it changed my life forever. I’m going to start by saying that both stage 1 and 2 both look like they could have been placed yesterday. Recently at an Alaskan Event, I heard conversation that had 3 key words in it. Multi, lonely, and Star Wars…or Trek, I dunno). Multicache is what really grabbed my attention. At the end of the event, we formed a human pyramid, took some pics, and parted ways. I researched this multicache. The puzzle looked straight forward. Thankfully, my best pal Josh is just the kind of dork I needed for this puzzle. He said it took even his nerdy ass a lot of googling to come up with an answer. I took his info out to stage 1. I looked for quite a while, in all the wrong directions. Then as I hung my head with sadness, there it was. I opened it, thinking I might be the first in almost 10 years. What if the puzzle is unreadable? Nope, looks like it was put there yesterday. Amazing. Been here since 2005 I think? Wow. I did the homework and got new information. I plugged it in and started my way to the final. I got to an intersection that locals know well. I as a traveler did not. I turned back. The weather was awful, raining, dreary, just not that pleasant. I could not see 100 feet due to fog. But I was in Alaska having fun! Whatever I was feeling over this lack of multicache, let’s call it depression just for relatability, I need to get ahold of myself. Depression could also be coming from a recent retarded, yet important, loss to the universe. I pulled into a rock quarry that had 2 higher than normal DT’s. I was going to treat myself to those, a nice climb and stretch, get out of this multi-funk. I made a short loop out for those 2, great climbs, quick finds. Then I returned to the van and restrategized. As I sat catching up on real life a bit, watching a funny video my Juggalo pal sent me, and enjoying a smoke, a drunken Alaskan Angel descending upon me in an 87 Toyota Corolla. His name was Ed. He was giving me crap for having this nice van and camping out at a rock quarry. I made sure to let him know I was not doing that, told him there were geocaches here, he told me I was wrong, I told him where I wanted to go, down the road a bit. Ed then gave me hope in life and told me that even though that sign said one thing, people tow boats that 14 miles all the time. Great news! I don’t even have a boat in tow. I immediately got restarted with such a vigor. Socked in with weather almost the entire day, the clouds broke a bit for views from the top. Gorgeous. What a view. It was a loooooong search for the prize. I almost gave up. I am not used to that kind of a hide. Sounds silly now that I type it. The pressure that was released upon opening, such a sweet sound. And I am pretty sure that trackup&glacierkitten left a toot behind as a 10-year surprise. A happy dance occurred. What a great adventure, thanks for providing. Favorite point obvs.

After the multi experience I continued alone to the end of the Bennett Highway. Thanks to Ed, I knew I could. I’m in a 4wd lifted, and well-prepared sprinter. It was a tough road in for sure, not our worst. The rain made parts treacherous. At the end was by far my most amazing spot of heaven that I have been directed to yet. I have found a lot of amazing places because of GC, but this was b/c of a local, so much better, I think. Once I got there, the skies cleared completely. I had perfect blue skies, grazing wispy clouds, and a river singing to me. I could not believe it, again Alaska shows me all the weather options in a single day. It remained perfect, with just enough breeze to keep the skeeters off my peter. I could not believe my luck, and at the same time could. I do claim to be the luckiest boy in the world. I can’t wait to see how that bites me in the ass one day. I stayed there the day, overnight and half the next day. My time there I saw 3 other humans, 2 boats, and I swear to your dog, a partridge in a pear tree. When I left, I stopped for a couple other 4 year lonely hides along the Bennett Highway. I only left for other nonsense GC checklists. Believe it or not, another multi.