A lostplace cache in memory of the victims of the world wars, placed in the year 60 after D-day.
von goldensurfer Deutschland > Bayern > Nürnberger Land
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Satisfied about my cache tour today, I decided to have a beer in our local pub before returning home. I payed at the bar, grabbed my glass and just wanted to search for a free chair, when I heard a voice: "What are you having there, boy?"
I turned around and saw Fritz. As usually in local pubs you will always meet the same people, sometimes more, sometimes less. But since I entered this pub for the first time it was the fact, that Fritz was already there whenever I entered. And when I left, Fritz was still there. And he always had the same place. Nobody knew neither where he came from, nor what he was doing. And because he rarely spoke anything, there were lots of rumors going round about him. So I was very amazed that he talked to me this evening.
Fritz pointed at my chest. "There, this yellow thing around your neck, boy. Is it a talisman?" Now I noticed my yellow eTrex, which was still hanging around my neck. "This is... it's a GPS receiver... some kind of electronic compass." I tried to explain. I must admit, it seems not to be very logical to run around with a compass, in a small village with about only ten streets. So I took place beside him and started to explain: how a GPSR works, and what it's all about geocaching. Fritz didn't interrupt me, but sometimes I could see him shaking his head, and sometimes something like "if we only had had this thing in those days..." came over his lips.
When I had finished drinking my beer, I said goodbye to Fritz and tried to leave, but again I heard Fritz calling: "Wait, boy!"
I turned around again. He was searching something in his pocket. Seconds later he took out a small, leathery and very old book which he handed over to me while he was whispering: "I've waited such a long time for someone like you. You seem to be worth to find the secret... Schertler doesn't seem to return anymore... look inside this booklet, you'll find all you need to know about it. Ask your friends from your compass-game for help, if you don't manage to find it on your own."
I took the book and tried to speak, but Fritz interrupted me. "Don't speak. Read. Read and understand. And act. Good luck!"
I left the pub without turning around again. Two minutes later I was at home. I was so curious that I didn't find time to log my today's finds on the internet. When I reached the living room and my sofa, I took Fritz' diary and started reading...
Fritz Kramer's diary,
born August 28th, 1926
Interested I was browsing through the little book. I learned that Fritz became a war correspondent in WW II, because he thought that would be helpful for his career. I searched for the page that he obviously mentioned in the pub and found it in the last quarter of his already extremely torn diary:
January 4th, 1945
It's pitch dark as I wake up. My leg still hurts, but the fever has decreased and my thoughts are clearer now. I don't know how long I slept, only that I got wound and lieutenant Schertler carried me inside this bunker. Schertler always treated me as a friend since I came to his unit. Although I am a civilist and thus a stranger in a fighting unit. Schertler often told me about his life: about his brother, who did the best he could do when he left Germany before the war started, about his former school friend and, later, army comrad Landzettel, with whom he fought '42 at the east front and particularly about Enigma, the cipher machine. With Enigma, it was possible to exchange coded message between two locations, with no possibility for the allied forces to read them. I must admit that I didn't have any idea about the technical Enigma details that Schertler seemed to adore so much. But what I learned was, that Enigma's rotors should not at all fall in enemy's hands.
And in that moment I remembered my feverish dream from last night. It began with a loud explosion, followed by hecticness, screams, salvoes, running soldiers. In that dream, Schertler came to me. He was very hysterical and said we have to leave the bunker and this area at once. But I was unable to walk. I called on him to do what he had to do and to leave me back here. Probably they won't hurt a civilist from the press. Schertler tried to persuade me, but finally he recognized that this would be the best solution for all. Before he left, he gave me a small package and said "I often told you about Enigma. Here are the rotors. Take them and hide them from the enemy. Good luck!" Lieutenant Schertler was the last person who left the bunker. There's nothing more I can remember.
Slowly the dawn is breaking in. It is a bit amazing that I can't hear any of the soldiers, who are up long before dawn normally. I try to get out of my sleeping bag. My leg still hurts, but I'm able to get up. Suddenly I shiver: there is an object in the sleeping bag that I don't know. I grab inside and take out a package. I open it and shiver again: it contains the five rotors of Enigma!
It hasn't been a dream that I had last night. I trudge myself along the long aisle of the bunker, my backpack with my camera in one hand and the rotor package in the other hand. Not a single soldier was there, only a few pieces of equipment they left back. Cautiously I leave the bunker, but here the situation is the same than inside: not a single soldier hanging around! Now I'm sure that my dream was real!
I take compass and camera out of my backpack and leave the backpack itself in the bushes. I also take the rotors with me. My destination is the staff bunker, which is about 150 steps from here, direction northnorthwest. After three quart of the way I normally should arrive at the ammunition bunker. But at the place where the ammo bunker rose from the floor like a fort, I can only see a hump. I interrupt my course and go round the hump one time. A part of the northeastern wall is still standing. I remember my actual profession and take a photo. The striking, hollow trunk on the west side is still there. I move another few meters to the north and reach the staff bunker - or better it's remnants after last night's attacks. I also take a photo of this location. About 60 meters in direction westsouthwest, at the supply bunker, the situation is almost the same as at the staff bunker. The remnants of a fallen tree seem to have buried the mighty concrete anchors of the heavy ordnance that stood here. I also take a photo here.
Thank god - the soldiers seem to have escaped without any wounded or dead comrads last night. Slowly I go back. I can hear a thunder, followed by a long and deep mumble from the direction I'm going to. When I arrive at the bunker where I slept last night, I notice that also this bunker is mouldered. Only a part of the entrance is still visible. I take a last photo. Then I place my camera and compass inside the backpack again, put it on my back and go away. Finally I remember an adequate hiding place for the rotors. My destination is a small mountain with a secret hiding place, which Schertler showed me a few weeks ago. After a long search I finally find it and place the rotors there. After that I determine the coordinates of the hiding place with my military map and compass.
I divide the minute parts of the north and east coordinate respectively (the whole degrees are: 49°N and 11°E) in two parts (which are not of the same size). I've got now four different numbers which I encipher with the playfair cipher and hide them. Each of the four numbers at one of the places I took photos from. For one of the places there's also a sketch displaying the exact hiding place. Only he who has both the photos and sketch will be able to find the rotors. Lieutenant Schertler will be able to find them when he'll return to this place. He will be the only one who knows the decryption code for the playfair cipher: His former school friend and army comrad had a favorite horse with a name that consisted of two nouns. And so did the accomodation where he slept after the battle of Wolchow in the beginning of july. The decryption code consists of the first part of the horse's name, followed by the second part of the name of the accomodation.
So far the abridgment of Fritz' diary. Of course that's not all he wrote, but the most important for finding this cache. Of course I started to search for the Enigma rotors as soon as the next morning. I found them in the mentioned hiding place and brought them to the German Museum in Munich where you can have a look at it. In order to keep the search interesting for you, I've hidden a geocache at the place where I found the rotors.
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01. Mai 2015 Nicole1338 hat den Geocache gefunden
Zum Tag der Arbeit ging es mal wieder zusammen mit Kalterkuss auf Tour, heutiges Hauptziel war der Enigma Cache bei Feucht. So richtige Zeit zum Vorbereiten hatte ich leider nicht und so verließ ich mich auf Kalterkuss. Im Auto las ich mir das ausgedruckte Listing noch einmal in Ruhe durch und wir erkannten was zu tun ist. Wir folgten den Spuren von Fritz Kramer und konnten alle Bunker im Wald finden. Nur am Stabsbunker hatten wir etwas Probleme beim finden des Micro's, aber nach einem kurzen Telefonat konnten wir auch hier alle Informationen einsammeln.
Nachdem wir allen Bunkern einen Besuch abgestattet hatten ging es ans Entschlüsseln der Koordinaten. Auch hier war Kalterkuss gut vorbereitet und nach kurzer Zeit hatten wir die Koordinaten des Berges ermittelt. Wir machten uns auf den Weg zum Geheimversteck und oben angekommen erblickten wir direkt das Versteck und quittierten unseren Besuch, :)
Die Atmosphäre im Wald mit den Überresten der Bunker ist Super, das regnerische Wetter hat da heute noch einen Teil zu beigetragen und wir hatten richtiges Lost Place feeling!
Zuhause ließ mich das Codewort nicht in Ruhe und ich schaute mir das Einstiegsrätsel doch noch richtig an. Nach genauem lesen und etwas Recherche konnte ich es wenigsten im Nachhinein noch lösen. :)
Danke für den Spaß,
#686 @ May 1, 2015 13:14
14. September 2013 Opencaching.de hat den Geocache archiviert
Dieser Cache ist seit mehr als einem Jahr „momentan nicht verfügbar“; daher wird er automatisch archiviert. Er kann vom Besitzer jederzeit instand gesetzt und reaktiviert werden.
15. Mai 2013 Doc Cool hat den Geocache gefunden
Das war eine sehr schöne Story und ein ziemliches Abenteuer heute - nur schade, dass man nicht erfährt, wie die Geschichte damals ausgegangen ist.
Danke für den Cache und Grüße aus Oberasbach bei Nürnberg
in: Dr.Cool's official Trading Item Diskette http://www.geocaching.com/track/details.aspx?tracker=TB3A4BM
10. September 2012 goldensurfer hat eine Bemerkung geschrieben
Cache ist momentan nicht verfügbar, da ich erst die Micros neu bestücken und das Logbuch erneuern muss.
20. Mai 2012 Julius-K9 hat den Geocache gefunden
Das war der genialste Mystery den wir bis jetzt gemacht haben. Dafür gibt es einen Favpoint!
Gestern konnten wir leider nur Stage B, C und D sichern. Wegen einbrechender Dunkelheit mussten wir dann abbrechen. Heute sind wir zu Stage A vorgedrungen. Ohne das Spoilerfoto hätten wir Stage A nie gefunden. Wie oft sind wir da gestern schon vorbeipatrouilliert...
Dank Internet war das Codewort für die Dechiffrierung und die Entschlüsselung schnell erledigt.
Die Koordinaten des Berges mit dem Geheimversteck konnten wir somit auch zügig ermitteln.
Bei Stage C und D ist übrigens nur noch ein Zettel vorhanden!