Geocaching is something I’ve been curious about for many years. An acquaintance emailed me last week and asked if I would like to give it a try. I was GO for that. Today she came and picked me up in her electric car and we went to visit some of the caches in my neighborhood. We couldn’t find the first one. Maybe this is harder than I thought. After scouring the area and giving up we went on to the next one which we found easily.
For those of you who live under a rock, geocaching is where you go to locations marked on a map and try to find a small container hidden by other people. Sometimes the container has trinkets in it of which you can take and replace with one of your own. They almost all have a tiny scroll of paper where you can sign your name and the date on it.
We searched and found 5 or 6 of them. A few containing trinkets but most were just logs. Most were easy to find but a few were very difficult. One was so tiny it looked not much larger than the cap on the air valve of a tire. Inside was a very tiny scroll to sign.
Well. It was interesting but not really captivating. There’s room for improvement here somewhere. Still it was a good way to spend a few hours of a Saturday with someone rather than sitting at home alone.
We were hungry afterwards so we had lunch at Chili’s where as usual she told me all about her life problems. I listened because she needed someone to listen to her. I’m good at that. I’m here for you whether you’re there for me or not.