12-10-2010, 02:36 PM
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If you were to bury a Million bucks OUT WEST - where would you bury it and most of all, WHY?
Need a tie breaker for a million dollars!
So far this is what I cam up with. 600 words or less is the requirement.
The place I describe is real. Been there and sat on said rock. I just can't think of a decent reason as to WHY there though.
Down through South Dakota's Custer State park, route 16 winds its way through pig tail roads and bridges, wildlife abounds. Burros, bison, elk and antelope around every turn. Don't forget the adorable prairie dog towns along the way!
Wind your way along the road and it starts to get away from the open fields and you're now in the forest. A beautiful, lush haven that makes my soul settle. Wind your way to the tiny gift shop in the woods and turn the throttle until you find a certain faint trail head, not too far up on your left. Park the bikes and "hoof it" until you find that rock where the sun reflects from north to south-west on top of the rock. Here you'll be surrounded by forest critters if you sit real still. There's a tree with more rocks and moss but the ground is soft. Bury that box here.
We head back to the lodge at Custer SP and revel in our fortune. No one knows where it is. It's safe here. No one can touch it. We eat, drink and party and each day take a ride to our stash and retrieve a little more cash and find another adventure to partake in the "Wild West".
Need a tie breaker for a million dollars!
So far this is what I cam up with. 600 words or less is the requirement.
The place I describe is real. Been there and sat on said rock. I just can't think of a decent reason as to WHY there though.
Down through South Dakota's Custer State park, route 16 winds its way through pig tail roads and bridges, wildlife abounds. Burros, bison, elk and antelope around every turn. Don't forget the adorable prairie dog towns along the way!
Wind your way along the road and it starts to get away from the open fields and you're now in the forest. A beautiful, lush haven that makes my soul settle. Wind your way to the tiny gift shop in the woods and turn the throttle until you find a certain faint trail head, not too far up on your left. Park the bikes and "hoof it" until you find that rock where the sun reflects from north to south-west on top of the rock. Here you'll be surrounded by forest critters if you sit real still. There's a tree with more rocks and moss but the ground is soft. Bury that box here.
We head back to the lodge at Custer SP and revel in our fortune. No one knows where it is. It's safe here. No one can touch it. We eat, drink and party and each day take a ride to our stash and retrieve a little more cash and find another adventure to partake in the "Wild West".
I have no idea what you're talking about so here's a bunny with a pancake on it's head