While searching for the answers to log an Earthcache, I was also overwatching Germany Valley in the Appalachian Mountains. I had driven down U.S. 220 from Keyser, West Virginia (and stopped to see President Lincoln’s mother’s cabin) and then turned west to cross the mountains, heading for Missouri to spend Thanksgiving with my in-laws. I wanted to log a geocache in West Virginia and this one seem to be it.
It was a cold, snowy day at 3,300 feet. The gray skies coupled with the leafless trees gave the scene a deep sense of bleakness. But, it was still a good day and I’m glad I stopped.
Edit 23 November 2025: My buddy Jim mentioned this place to me in a conversation some time after the entry posted. It was a place he and his wife had visited or visited often. Sadly, Jim died early this year before I had a chance to meet him in meatspace. It is one of those instances where I had an opportunity to make a side trip while near his home and decided that I would do it next time I passed nearby, there being something driving me forward.
I did pass by the area, but it was too late — Jim was gone and the opportunity to meet him face-to-face with him. I regret this. I am also reminded of my own words, if there is something you want to do, do it now.