Noun. A person who uses multi-billion dollar government satellites to find tupperware in the woods.
Today was the first of many new adventures, thanks to a discussion I had with my friend, Gayle. She recently told me about the art of geocaching, which I had never heard of before. Geocaching involves the hiding and seeking of small containers using a Global Positioning System device (or in my case, a smartphone). Using the coordinates listed on geocaching.com, geocachers seek out the containers (or caches). Inside the container there is some form of a visitor log and, in some cases, a collection of trinkets that you can trade for one from your own little stash that you take with you. To put it in simple terms, it's a real-life treasure hunt.
Say no more. I'm in.
My only hesitation was the thought that living in a small town, this is going to put me on the road for the nearest city because surely there won't be anything hidden in this area.
Not the case. It's quite the opposite. They're hidden all over the place and ten to fifteen of them are hidden less than a kilometer from our house.
So the kids, my mom and I headed out on a little expedition. In no time we found our first cache.
By the second cache, we had found our first travel bug. A travel bug is a trackable item that travels the world, being moved from place to place and his travels are logged by the people who find him and move him along in his journey. The travel bug we found is tied to a Snoopy doll that started his journey in Costa Rica in 2005 and is en route to his final destination in the Netherlands.
Let the record show that the first trinket Owen selected was Jerry beads. Bahahahaha.
It was a lot of fun and so nice to be outside. The boys were happy to find mud puddles along the way and I was happy that they didn't knock each other out with the heavy rocks and branches they were obsessed with throwing along the way.
I even climbed a tree and didn't break my neck. That impressed the kids since 35 is apparently the new 95:
Owen: I will take care of you Mommy."
Me: Awwww...you will?
Owen: Yes. Because you is old.
(leans close to my face)
I better give you a kiss before you die.
(kisses me on the nose)
Thanks, Gayle! It was so much fun and, as you know, it's two weeks later and we have already logged 27 caches. It's become a full blown obsession.
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