Passing It On

Yes, it has been awhile since I have posted and it is not because I haven't had anything to write about! We have been so busy, with lots of out-of-town time that when I finally get home, I veg for a day or two just to catch my breath. The end of June through the 5th of July seemed especially busy. In fact, so busy, I have not put things in those two new kitchen drawers that were finally installed two weeks ago tomorrow! That will be one of the projects this week, for sure, as well as taking things to good will. I know there are more boxes and containers that need to be emptied and homes to find for some more kitchen items. Maybe this week...

But to Passing It On...
Tonight we had the opportunity to share our love (addiction???) for geocaching with a friend's son. J loves electronic gadgets and his mom was certain he would enjoy the treasure hunt of geocaching. The two of them explored the geocaching website today and were well prepared for tonight's adventure. 

Hubby carefully and specifically selected a variety of cache locations (that were new to us, also) showing J the different kinds and sizes of containers, the variety of hiding places, and the ease to difficulty of finding a cache. 

We picked up J and his mom at 5:30 this evening for the adventure. Hubby gave J a GPS to use so he would learn how to use one and why it is used to geocache. J was hooked, because of the GPS!

Hubby let J take the lead to the first cache on the list.

After 30 minutes of looking (all four of us) we had to call it a DNF

(did not find).

Not sure if the cache was taken or moved by kids, or by an 

act of nature, but there was NO peanut butter jar within 100

feet of GZ (ground zero).

That was a disappointment for all of us.

Onto the second one on Hubby's list.

J walked right to ground zero and found the cache

before we all got to the tree!

First Find...Congrats J!

He signed the log with his geocaching name. 

Then it was onto cache #3

We knew this one might be more difficult because of the CO 

(the person who hid the cache) and because of the size

of the cache. It was a micro; about the size of my pinkie fingernail

and as thick as the tip of my fattest finger.

We spent a lot of time looking, again, but finally it was

spotted in the electric fence bracket that we all had 

looked at and commented on several times.

(There was no electric fence. If it looks out of place...

it might just be the home of the cache.)

J now knows what a 'blinkie' is.

Cache #4 took us to a cemetery and another tree, 

but J found that one rather quickly. That container was 

large enough to hold SWAG (trinkets).

J learned about P&Gs (park and grab) by a light pole

in a business parking lot.

The final find at the end of our adventure was a magnetic key holder, 

also at a light pole. On this one J learned that the cache name

often holds a clue to it's location and sometimes, a GPS is not needed

once you arrive at your destination.

We had fun and enjoyed sharing our 

geocaching knowledge & enthusiasm.

I think there is another, new 

geocacher in H2Otown!