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I'm Soaring High LbNA #18361 (ARCHIVED)

Owner:Adoptable
Plant date:Oct 1, 2005
Location:
City:Endicott
County:Broome
State:New York
Boxes:1
Planted by:Ripraff
Found by: Banjoman
Last found:Oct 26, 2009
Status:FFFFFFFFFFFFFFaar
Last edited:Oct 1, 2005
The letterbox you seek today is hidden well among the trees
between the river and the clouds above the valley floor below.
There you'll find a rubber stamp that shows a glider's soaring flight,
they often soar the skies above so watch for real ones while you hunt.

Search atlas, map, or gazetteer for Round Top Park in Endicott,
then drive by car, or ride a bike, or walk to find the entrance sign.
From here there is an uphill climb around the hill to reach the top.
There is a choice: you need to find the Sunrise Shelter parking lot .

Now see from Round Top's fabled view the placid river flowing west.
The old green bridge at Nanticoke (built in nineteen thirty five),
the highway bridge, the EJ arch, are all laid out beneath your gaze,
beneath the gliders up above. Enjoy the view then back to work.

You stood against the rusted rail to look out over trees and sky
now turn about to see the bench, the grassy hill and parking lot.
Turn again, a quarter more, you're facing north across the stripes
to see the boulders blocking cars but letting walkers pass that way.

Past the boulders you will go, to walk along the grassy road,
it winds around the hill top here, a shady path to share with birds.
From the boulders count your steps, take twenty five and then look right
to see an unofficial trail lead off into the secret woods.

Take this trail, but not too far, first you rise then go downhill,
take fifteen steps from highest point, you'll pass an old woodpecker's feast.
A new trail here will cross your path, turn left and take eleven steps,
a standing stump and leaning trunk will show that you are still on course.

The trail turns here but you do not, take eight more steps into the woods,
be careful, here your prize is near, try not to damage untrod ground.
And here, at last, look down to search, beyond the baby Christmas tree,
amongst the ends of fallen trees, for stamp and log and letter box.