The egg is plastic. This is a geocache. I found it using co-ordinates on an inexpensive second-hand global positioning system. Inside the egg is a small log on which I left my name. This is in the middle of the city on a rocky outcrop. If I search for a geocache each day, I find myself on walks that I never would have contemplated. It is rather like a high-tech treasure hunt. This was my afternoon adventure on my way home from my central office.
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