It turned out that the GPS sent us to a spot pretty close to the front yard of The Mayor's old pal Guy McLaughlin so we stopped by his place to see if he wanted to join us on the last leg of the search. He said "You bet" and, with son Cal in tow, off we went down the hillside. Luckily Guy and Cal were able to round up a coupla flashlights which proved indispensable. It was darn near pitch dark once we got into the woods down the hill from Guy's place. Here are the Kap, Cal and Guy with the cache container.