Tell us about your caching name and why you chose it?
I’d love to be able to say that I figured I’d want a real short name to fit on some of those tiny micro logs, but the reason I’m Paklid is due to my awareness of a human species (the Pakleds) encountered in a Star Trek TNG episode (or two). Not being a die-hard fan – or particularly motivated to do the research – I accidentally spelled the name wrong. What struck me about this particular species is that they are not necessarily the most fit beings in the universe and they more or less bumble around trying to find things they can use. That’s kind of my approach to caching.
How long have you been caching and what got you interested in geocaching?
About seven years ago, I mentioned to Gustobob at work one day that I had read a story about geocaching and it looked like something we should check out. I didn’t have a GPSr, but he did – and he brought it in the next day and we went on a hunt over lunch. We found a peanut butter jar attached to a stick stuck up in a hole in a tree. Ingenious, thought I. Gustobob and I looked at each other and said something like “COOL”. We would have leapt into the air, bumping chests, but being engineers we probably would have missed and somebody might have gotten hurt.
What is your favorite Twin Cities area cache and why?
My Dear Watson, 2nd Edition by brjzn, with an assist from RJ Hidden : 05/04/2005 (Still active – go find it!)
This is a puzzle cache that’s not particularly difficult, but it has a unique twist that leaves you scratching your head in the woods. I love caches that do something different and though it’s years since I found it, this one reminds me how creative some of our local cachers are.
Tell us your best caching memory or adventure?
Gustobob hid some cache mice in Anderson Lakes Park in Bloomington. I went for first to find honors about dusk, minutes after they published. Things went pretty well as I worked my way through the series until I had an abrupt twisting fall near GZ at one of the caches. Getting up, I was keenly aware of the bones crunching against each other as I had broken my ankle. So I dragged myself up to a broken over tree and made some calls. Several were to Gustobob to bail me out – couldn’t reach him. So I called Mrs. Paklid and she was somewhat understanding and she relayed my call to Silent Bob, Arcticabn, and Sui Generis. They jumped into action and while I waited for them, I decided to continue looking for the cache. WooHoo, I did find it and scored an FTF. The crew, including Gustobob and Marsha, found me in the woods and dragged me out of there to a hospital. I wouldn’t want to repeat the experience, but it is a memory of several things: The thrill of victory (getting a FTF on the cache that broke my ankle), the agony of “de feet”, gratitude for cachers who drop everything to go help a comrade, payback to Gustobob (he more or less carried me out of there – and I’m not a lightweight).
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