Western Spirit

Today I picked up a non-geocacher (also called a Muggle), and we headed out to a cemetery. Geocachers and Muggles are never supposed to interact, but she could be trusted. And her eyes came in handy as where I was looking was obviously the wrong area. She found the cache in an area a few metres away from where my GPS was showing me was the correct area.

Half of the cemetery (which is spelled wrong on the sign) was cleared and the other half had headstones. The geocache was respectfully hidden. I learned today not to always believe what that GPS screen tells me. And as usually happens, the way you go into the area is the hard way; the way you come out is the easy way. And that applied today to this particular cache. I went down some back roads that obviously hadn’t seen much traffic in awhile. But went home the easy way; back onto highway 28.

This was my Google Maps app that did that to me. It lead me 13 km off course, so I pulled out the compass and that got me right to the spot; but after much worry and frustration.

My second geocache of the day had me hauling around water; in the winter. This geocache is only accessible with a lot of water. My first trip in, I thought I had enough water with me. I didn’t. I had to leave the area and go get more. And I had to climb up a hill with it. So there I am on the hilltop looking for a place to use this water and there was nothing. Only ground. “What, do I pour this water on the ground, ” I thought to myself. It’s not until you have impossible thoughts like this about buoyancy that you find yourself really looking around; searching every nook and cranny of the area. And that is when I found it. But as I said, I didn’t have enough water. Never have a seen a more clever geocache.

That’s all I can say without giving it away. But thank you science-minded geocacher for creating this cache. And I can’t believe it worked in the winter and that the log book wasn’t a soggy mess.