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Eryn and I went geocaching in Prescott, Wisconsin today. I'm a bit worried that this rack of ribs, lying in a snowbank next to a quaint little town park, is the remains of the last Vikings fan that came through town. They're getting sloppy. I hear they used to just float the bodies down the river with a Packer logging stamp on the foreheads.
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Disgusting, fuzzy ribs aside, we had a great day tromping around Wisconsin, followed by a noisy evening at my nieces' third birthday party. Her big gift was a fully functional, battery powered Vespa scooter from my parents. Now she can ride around yelling "Chow!" at everyone, like Eddie Izzard insists is cool (though not in that clip - that's a clip about Noah and the Ark).

Here's a cache we found at a park and ride. It took us a few moments to realize that maybe a wood post with no electrical things on it anywhere probably didn't need a fusebox. We stuffed Nozy in there (the pig nose) so that he could pick up a new state on his travels, the whole point of our trip.
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Here's a close up of the fusebox after Eryn homed in on it.
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This stately bed and breakfast, the Arbor Inn, was home to our third find.
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They took a clever approach to hiding the cache. See it?
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Then look more closely...
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We tried to find a fourth at Freedom Park on the river, but it was down the hill toward the railroad tracks, and I wasn't too keen on leaving Eryn on the hill where I couldn't get to her quickly, and it was incredibly slippery. Not kid-friendly at all, at least not in the winter. That little guy way out on the point in the river. Not a guy. It's some sort of anchoring point or something. I tried to take a picture through binoculars, but you can imagine how well that worked.
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And Eryn watched a show where they talked about hidden Mickeys in Disney World. My friend Greg once turned up on a site claiming to have found a new one. Eryn is now certain they exist everywhere, not just in Disneyworld. Prescott, Wisconsin, has done nothing to put this personal urban myth to rest. Eryn knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that their railroad bridge contains two hidden Mickeys. In this case, it's hard to dispute.
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