Pure Geocaching Evil.
01/18/2012
Stopped on a sketchy bridge while geocaching in Indianapolis.
"I do not geocache well with others. I obnoxiously walk faster than them to get to the geocache first. When I find the geocache, I jump up and down and laugh. I have been told my only child syndrome is showing; I like to say I'm just competitive."
This will be the most boring blog you have ever read if you hate adventure and fun. That should keep you reading...
So I found a new hobby - and it is called geocaching. I am writing today to tell you about the ins and outs of geocaching, the art if you will.
I would like to start by saying my boyfriend is completely, 100%, responsible for this new addiction. I have turned into a geocaching diva. It all started during a recent visit at his house. One of the first things he approached me with was thing little thing called "geocaching" and how he wanted to try it. I had heard of it before, but really never knew what it was about. I am down for new things and consider myself a pretty good girlfriend, so I agreed to give it a shot. ;)
Exploring this old bridge while geocaching.
This should never have happened.
First of all, geocaching is serious, okay. Geocaching is a real-world, outdoor treasure hunting game using GPS-enabled devices. Most of the time, you do not win a darn thing (money, etc) when you discover a cache. However, the excitement from finding the cache keeps you from realizing you searched forever to find a simple capsule full of paper. Yes, many of the capsules (or caches) you find have a piece of paper inside. Everyone who finds the capsule is supposed to sign their name and date it, then place it back where it was found.
And there you have it. Geocaching.
The exciting part is the caches vary in size - some are very small and difficult to find while others are large and obvious. Some are magnetic while others dangle from tree limbs. Some are in the middle of a metropolitan area while others are hidden in the boonies. You use a compass (I have a geocaching app on my phone) and it helps lead you in the direction of the cache.
An example of a geocache. This one is hanging in a tree. Inside it contains a piece of paper to sign and date (you can even see how long it has been there by looking at the dates). This geocache has been here for two years!
This new hobby has me looking for geocaches in my area, no matter where I go. I am constantly navigating with my phone in strange areas looking for something that looks like it doesn't even exist. I am sure people watch me from their homes or businesses and wonder why I am staring at my phone and walking in circles in a graveyard or a parking lot. I do not geocache well with others. I obnoxiously walk faster than them to get to the geocache first. When I find the geocache, I jump up and down and laugh. I have been told my only child syndrome is showing; I like to say I'm just competitive.
Then I sign the piece of paper and find the next one . . . because I have forgotten about the gas and time spent looking for a capsule with a piece of paper inside.
