Beach Walk Killcare, New South Wales, Australia
By barrelledover on 25-Aug-14. Waypoint GC5BKWY

As there's been either no response from the cache owner, no cache to find or log to sign, or it's been a number of months since the last owner note. I'm archiving it to keep it from continually showing up in search lists, and to prevent it from blocking other cache placements. If you wish to repair/replace/make available the cache sometime in the near future (next 30 days), just contact us (by email), and assuming it meets the current guidelines, we'll be happy to unarchive it. Should you replace the cache after 30 days has passed please create a new cache listing so it can be reviewed as a new cache.

I take it from your last log that you intend to archive it?

Moving this cache to a new location.

Regrettably I have removed this as we are moving house and I will no longer be able to maintain this cache. Thankyou to all who were part of my first hide.

First geocache find! Sad story but nice to remember

I got spiked a few times on the way to finding this cache. So sad reading jfindit's post...

Found 6:40 pm. I needed to get out and find my daily cache and there isn't anything too easily accessible closer to home. I arrived near GZ and started my search the hint about Andre was not useful as it turned out. Speaking if Andre I did try to find out done history as I belong yo Ocean Beach SLSC but no luck so far. I may post an update if I do. So after searching all over the place down low and up above I finally caved in and TAF with 'up high or low' and with that I was finally able to locate the cache as I was starting to wonder what the local inhabitants thought of that crazy man shining his torch all over the place. Thanks got the cache though. Signed log and replaced as found.

Found it. Thanks

Found it!! TFTC

Up for the weekend, went for a walk along the beach where there was a young leopard seal hanging out. TFTC

Took the girls for a beach walk after school...although there wasn't much of a beach with the huge swell from the East Coast Low hogging most of it
As for the hunt, I pointed Remmus and GeoJorjy in the right direction and left them too it while I stood back - not being in any of the spots they looked, I joined the search party and soon spotted the cache - and my hope this 'small' would be 'big enough' to safely stow a very important traveller was dashed. Nevermind - a find is a find, and it gives me an excuse to go hunting something larger tomorrow.
Thanks for the hide Barrelledover - exactly where I would have stashed it, and points out Andre, who would be missed otherwise

Thank you, jfindit, for a most moving account of your experiences with Andre. I could not find any information on the subject, and appreciate your well worded and meaningful log of such a heartbreaking story.

Total Caches Found 5805

Found early this morning in company with ALL7. I found the following information on Andre Franco on a post by The Arthritic Surfer on the Net.

Iron Lungs
He and his younger brother used to walk by our rented house on the way to catch the school bus. Sometimes they were running.
I would often see him in the surf dropping down waves on his boogie board. Waves that I would never contemplate. Lean, angular, blond hair, brown skin, Aussie surfer looks. Flashing white teeth like the sun on water. He would nod at me in the surf or the street and say a quick g'day. But I never really knew him.
He and his brother lived with their mum in a large, faded white, brick house set back from the road in the street behind us. There's a fashionably grey, holiday home there now.
When he was killed, in a tragic accident, hit by a car as he was walking along a main road, the community went into shock. I shook my head and was numb with incomprehension. I could not imagine the pain that infected their house at this time.
We had two sons then, they were seven and three.
I went to the funeral. It was crowded in the stone church and I stood at the back among a group of men. We nodded silently at each other avoiding each others' eyes. It was December. There was a smell of aftershave and sweat. Strange the things you remember.
There were so many weeping teenagers. They would have their own children now. There were mums and dads holding their kids. His mum's head was bowed, her body still. Someone played a guitar and sang.
I could not say anything to his mum at the funeral or even after when I saw her at the shops. It would have been embarrassing a stranger weeping at the loss of her eldest son. So I wrote her a card saying how sorry I was. I left it in their letter box. It was made of brick like their house.
He was sixteen. Just turned. A small gold light in our community.
Weeks later, I felt a hand grip my guts and a flash of pain, the first time I saw his brother walk by our house: Walking slowly to catch the school bus.
His brother and his mum moved away years ago.
I sometimes think of him as I'm sitting in the waves. My youngest son near me catching waves on his boogie board. Or when I wander past the garden, in the beach car park, with the small wooden plaque beneath the spreading arms of the Norfolk pine.

Iron Lungs, André Franco, Born 7/11/80 Died 14/12/96. It says


Thanks for the great cache barrelledover

Found early this morning in company with ALL7. Jfindit found the following information on Andre Franco on a post by The Arthritic Surfer on the Net.

See Jfindit's Logs....

With some welcome sunshine after all the rain, I ventured across the Rip Bridge to see what I could I could find. Fortunately most of the muggles were clustered around the surf club café and I was able to make a fairly quick find before going for a walk along the sand. My GPSr was more than happy with the coordinates. I don't know who Andre was but it's sad that he died so young. Thanks for a nice hide.

I received notification of this hide the other night just as I was readying myself to drive to Woy Woy station to collect the working woman. A perfect opportunity to get a FTF, I thought ... except that doing so would have meant (a) getting soaked in the pouring rain and (b) even worse, getting on the wrong side of SWMBO, who would have been left standing in the rain at the station waiting for me. Common sense prevailed, and so I left the FTF to ... surprise surprise ... Mr & Mrs Fish.

As the rain clouds disappeared and the sun came out, at least for a little while, this afternoon, I asked the geo-dawg if he was up for a little outing. He readily agreed, so into the car we got and headed off to Killcare for a beach walk ... in a carpark. Once there, both he and my GPS weren't altogether happy with where I wanted to go, but seniority prevailed (indeed, the GPS was banished back into my pocket when it suggested 43 ways we could go) and the hunt commenced. Once, I had eliminated the obvious hiding places, on went the thinking cap (well, if it were me, where would I ...) and it didn't take long at all to come up with the booty ... but certainly long enough to make me glad I had left my visit until it had stopped raining. With logging duties completed and cache replaced, we then headed over for a beach walk on the beach, much to the geo-dawg's delight!

Thanks for placing a nice hide, barrelledover, and for providing me and the geodawg with some exercise.

Spent a bit of time here searching with no luck found plenty of rubbish etc dnf here for us this evening

Published

This is only 10 minutes from our home so we could not resist it despite the dark and increasing rain. At GZ we could see someone had already searched and worked our way through the possible locations then moved to the more likely without finding it. As the rain increased MrsFish jumped back in the car and I continued on to make a surprising find. I think the container is fine for this location, but is probably closer to a size 1 than 2, and the coordinates are very good. I had to get MrsFish to log as by now I was just too wet, and I was elected to return it, as found. Thanks for a good hide, I enjoyed it almost as much as the heater when we returned home. A FTF for us at 8pm.

Team effort with Rharzwor. When I saw this was published, I was unfortunately at the other end of the coast. I picked up Rharzwor, then went by the CO's place as she wanted to come with us to see how we went. After almost spilling barrelledover's drink going over the speed bumps, we were soon out of the car and into the rain. After a few minutes of poking around, we soon had the CIH. Rharzwor signed the log for us (as usual). Thanks for the cache barrelledover, look forward to some more from you.

This entry was edited by Spartman on Wednesday, 27 August 2014 at 07:44:24 UTC.

Found in the rain with Spartman, and with the CO (albeit a little tipsy) in tow. I would have loved a FTF on this one, but I couldn't abandon my indoor netball team! Plus it was pouring with rain, surely no one else would be heading towards the beach in this weather! Alas, we were beaten. Great co-ordinates and TFTC Barrelledover