A Gorey Forest

I was so excited to take the group to the Gorey Forest. Cubed and I had been there months ago but had run out of time. I knew it was a nice location and The Button could join us. I thought the group would enjoy it. We set out to find a Very Gorey Letterbox but were unsuccessful. We knew we were in the right place, though because from there the Epiplectic Bicycle was just steps away.
From there we continued on, taking in some beautiful sights of Yarmouthport and set about finding a Midsummer's Eve. We struggled and struggled, counted and recounted, traced and retraced. We even gave up but then went back. Just when we were about to give up again, Hydeez Mom came up with the goods!

On our way back out of the forest, we stopped by to check on a mystery. We again struggled to find the second box and since the natives were getting restless I decided to call it a day and head out.

On the way out of town we drove past the Edward Gorey House and made a mental note to take the tour next time around.

Rock (n Roll) no More

After our "encounter" we headed over the Doane Rock to check on my Rock (n Roll) box. As I feared, it was missing. Bummer, too, since I thought it was a pretty good hiding spot.

First Encounter

It was Thanksgiving at the Cape and I have such a fondness for the Beach Plum box. The Caped Coder, Mip, Hydeez Mom, Eman, TNT, Hot Lava and I, along with a few noxers headed to First Encounter Beach. It was extremely windy and cold but quite a fun outing after being cooped up eating turkey for days due to the wicked rain storm.

It is really cool to consider the history in this spot. This beach, aptly named First Encounter Beach, was the spot where Myles Standish and crew first encountered the native Americans. Unfortunately, it was a hostile encounter.
We were unable to find the box. Truthfully, we didn't look too hard because of the heavy wind and cold. But we've found it in the past and it is one of my favorites.