At least we found the cache in question. Another team happened by while we were looking, and they pointed it out to us. It feels a bit like cheating to claim that as a find, but we certainly put enough searching into it. The hint was highly misleading. Turns out the damn thing was suspended on a rope high over our heads, despite a hint that mentioned 'standing over it.' Bah. It was a pretty clever hide, though.
We did a few more caches yesterday, on a nice long hike through a local canyon. We even saw a waterfall, which was surprising both because we'd had no idea it was there, and because there was still water *to* fall this late in an extremely dry summer. It was a fun day.
But now my head hurts. A lot. I am waiting for the Advil to kick in. I will not poke my head. It is no concern of mine whether or not there is a lump there. Poking hurts, as does drying my hair in the morning. I am feeling vaguely ill and I would like the pain to stop.