Ken and I hiked about three miles, looking for a cache where we could set our travel bug loose.
The cache was called Old Homestead. I couldn't find any information about the area. All we know is there used to be a ton of houses back here and maybe they were all torn down when the reservoir was built.
It was really something to find little remnants here and there of the old homesteads: bits of foundation, old gates and stairs leading nowhere.