Since starting our little caching hobby, we’ve just moved too quickly to make sense of keeping a running journal of our caches outside of Geocaching.com – yeah, I know, I should have seen that coming. Sheesh.
But be sure to check out my Geocaching page for info on caches we’ve hidden!
Once we landed in California, we got PoppaBob out of the house an found a cache in the most perfect location. Along a common pathway which we all enjoy walking. With three GPS units we were quick to pounce on this cache in a Very public place.
Just to keep our selves busy, we went for an evening walk and then a morning adventure with friends and family. A few in the park and a few on the University campus just before a delicious breakfast at Joels.. now that’s the REAL cache!
We drove down to Pueblo for a short stay with Holly before we left town and decided instead of her trying to entertain us, we’d take her out and explore the campus and Pueblo. This turned out to be a perfect venue for a short visit and a lunch break in the park with a mass of migrating birds was a plus too.
After some exploration yesterday we really took hold of this new game/hobby. So today we got serious, loaded up the GPS with new locations, and not only found eight more easy caches (because we’re still learning) but planted our very own here in town! We put together a cool looking, twine wrapped, film-canister with some small sheets of paper in it, planted it deep in an urban park in Colorado Springs (just to not spoil it in writing, there are photos of it below), and registered it online at www.geocaching.com under GC22Y57, “Steps to Sinton.”
I visited www.geocaching.com, downloaded some spots (little treasure chests on my garmin) and jumped into the car. I don’t have any street maps on my machine so it was all by cardinal directions, yeah, bad ass. But once we were out of the car we pointed our Garmin GPSmap 60CSx and away we went. It took Kira right to the spot. Unfortunatly, we didn’t know that you weren’t allowed to burry things, so we spent some time poking about with a stick in the mucky, snow covered grass, but eventually we just looked up and BAM! there it was. GC1jnam.
It wasn’t Tuesday. I think it was a Saturday. It was straightforward. I connected my brand new GPS to my computer, downloaded a few way points, and put the GPS in my pocket. About three hours later, after we’d done our errands for the day, I pulled out the shiny new dodad and looked for a maker near by. Then I said, “hey, let’s go look for a little geocache… thingie… err something.” and she said, “Okay.” We pulled the car over and jumped our. We were at a park. I take a look at my numbers, it says 300 ft. and we start walking.
Next thing I know we’re at a spot and we’re looking for a something or anther. Now typically you’d expect a “Bam! I found it.” but the trouble is I didn’t read the rules before I left. So in keeping with all good treasure hunters, I found a stick and started poking around, looking for soft soil, someplace that looked like it had been tampered with.
A good half hour passed and we hadn’t found anything. We restarted our search a half dozen times and couldn’t figure it out. Eventually, we gave up, again. Started to walk away, then we took one more peek… and there it was BAM! easy. Obvious. Tiny. Interesting.