A Series Of Fortunate Events...pages #1 -n- #2 Traditional Cache
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A Series Of Fortunate Events...pages #1 -n- #2
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This is a 16 page Wild West Story with 15 pages to find. It starts in Cripple Creek and ends on a side road off High Park Road. Hopefully, you will enjoy the story, the puzzle, and caches along the way. As with any story, you should start with page 1 and not skip around. Please do not put any tips, hints, or spoiler pictures in you logs. If you do I might have to hunt you down and challenge you to a gunfight. Or maybe not...and as always please place back EXACTLY as found...
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Dis’ is da tale of how Hot Hands Harvey Jenkins came ta hiz timely an’ surprizin’ demise. As a low life outlaw he earned hiz nickname, ‘cuz he couldn’t keep his grubby hands off any unfortunate woman who had da misfortune of crossin’ hiz path.
One day, while in da lil’ town of Poverty Gulch, he wuz’ a drinkin’ an’ a gamblin’, an’ jus’ a causin’ a regular ruckus, when in came da Fearsome Foursome, a notorious gang of rough ridin’ wimmen thet had bin causin’ trouble all along da front range. Now, most people had da good sense ta keep their distance from da likes of these wimmen, but Hot Hands Harvey, bein’ da addle brained nit wit thet he wuz’, combined wit da booze he had bin sluggin’ down, wuz not at his brightest. (Which, truth ta tell, on da darkest night of da year, would not have bin half as bright as a lightnin’ bugs ears). Consequently, he sidled up ta Sassy Sue, da leader of da gang, who wuz a hot headed red head wit beautiful green eyes. Thinkin’ she wuz jus’ anothah lady of da evenin’, he tried his shenanigans on her, which wuz not a very good move on hiz part…
Lordy, lordy, da steam thet came outta Sassy Sue’s ears wuz enuff ta power da Gold Camp Train Locomotive. An’ Harvey? Well, even dim witted Harvey knew he had gone an’ done somethin’ wrong when he wuz’ suddenly surrounded by four angry lookin’ wimmen.
Slippery fella thet he wuz’, though, he took off like a slimy, no good snake. Takin’ off thru da back door, he whistled fer hiz faithful horse, Dusty. Dusty, bein’ da smarter of da two, headed fer da hills behind Poverty Gulch an’ turned west, followin’ da wagon road ta Florrisant.
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