624. What Did I Plant?
Just a little something to show how my mind is going…

Yup, this isn't the first time I've planted something and forgotten what I've planted or where I planted it. There are probably quite a few boxes I've planted around the country that I completely forgot about before ever even writing up the clues. And there are certainly many more for which I either lost the notes I had hastily scribbled or did manage to actually write up the clues before forgetting them, but only got as far as having Pete list them on our own website, so that many of them have never been found, especially some of the semi-mystery ones. Which is why after about 500 traditional plants, I've basically decided to just leave behind what I call "travelin' lights", rocks with stamps glued to the back, so that I don't have to trouble my head anymore about what's gotten lost or forgotten.

In this particular case, however, I have a pretty clear recollection of where I left something, but I just can't remember what it was. It was during a major downpour on the day I was finishing all the Sky 2016 and horse boxes in western CT, and I had just one left to do along the Windsor Canal off Canal St. on the west bank of the Connecticut River in Suffield. A heavy rain storm had started almost as soon as I set out across the bridge at the north end of the canal, but since it was my last search of the day, I figured I might as well get drenched doing the 5-mile flat round trip "trek", which could have been done much faster on a bicycle, if I'd had one, and even much faster still had I known that the clues had been changed soon after I collected them to make getting to the current box location a mere "stroll".

At any rate, after reaching the spot just past the lock where the box had previously been, I was disappointed to find no box there behind the rocks, just a whole lot of poison ivy. So that others wouldn't be disappointed as I was in going the distance in the pouring rain and not finding the box, I thought I'd leave something behind nearby but hopefully not in poison ivy. I remember reaching into the front of my pack to pull out either one of the little generic "rock stamps" that can sometimes be found hanging out in there, or perhaps a hitcher if I had nothing else with me at the time as had happened once several years before, and tucking it into the grass by the right front leg of the nearby bench. Of course, once I found out that the original box had been transplanted, I completely forgot about it. However, now that I'm thinking it might have been a hitcher, I'm hoping someone might be willing take a spin out that way and check. If it's a hitcher, please move it along. If it's a rock stamp, please tell me what image is on it - probably a butterfly or flower. And if it's gone, it's gone…that has certainly happened to many of our boxes over the years in far less public places than this one!

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