I received an email notification yesterday about TermiteHunter's new cache in Idlewild Park, and I thought, "Oh cool, a new TH hide in my backyard park, maybe I'll go get it when I need to fill in a calendar day." I finished painting early today, and as I checked the listing and saw that no one had yet claimed the cache, I felt a small bead of sweat trickle down my back. I drove to the park thinking about how I had hiked every square inch of that place over the last 11 or 12 years, and I already had a route planned by the time I parked the paint mobile. Of course, I quickly abandoned my route and just went crashing through the trees in the direction of the compass needle. I thought about all the fun times I've had at Idlewild with family and friends as the seasons changed and the years sped by. I remembered hot days, cold days, perfect Carolina days—hiding caches, finding caches, dressing up like a chick, lacerating my neck, and taking spider webs to the face all the while. I found the Watcher in short order and quickly searched the first obvious location when I should have known better. I went back and refocused and came up with the prize on my second attempt. It's been so long since I found one of these containers that I almost forgot how to open it, but I got it done and discovered that I was indeed the first to view the Watcher's treasure—my inner pharaoh thought the log book cover was dope as well. FTF at 10:55am on a warm, late winter's day. Thank you bugkiller for the really cool cache and the memories!