We had planned to spend the day somewhere indoors, but fall in Central Ohio is nothing if not unpredictable and we've had a glorious Indian Summer this past week with temps around 70. We quickly ditched our indoor plans for a chance to spend some time outside.
First we hit a cache nearby at a local school playground. Since it was the first time our friends had been out caching I was happy that a) we found it and b) it was big enough to hold some loot.
After that we headed back to the same Metropark that we had visited years ago with lofty goals of looking for the three caches there. One was the same one we'd found before, but I was the only one who even remembered going much less where it was located. Elf was only about 5, Taz was 2 and Xena wasn't even around yet. I figured I was the insurance policy that the kids would find another cache. I handed the older ones the GPS and let them lead the way. Turns out they didn't even need me and found it like old pros.
The reality is that it wasn't really their first time caching. See, our kids are lucky enough to have the best PE teacher EVER. Thanks to him, the school was able to get some grant money and purchase a few GPS units which he's been using to teach the kids about geocaching. They've taken them out and looked for caches that he's hidden at the school! All I remember about PE was running laps and nightmarish, for me anyway, "fitness tests". Oh, and that it was ALWAYS the class that blew my GPA. (Not that I'm bitter.) Anyway, my baggage surrounding elementary PE is a whole other post for a whole other blog that I'll probably never write so never mind. Today reminded me, once again, that our kids are having a totally different experience. For that, I am eternally grateful.
Caching with a toddler in tow always adds a degree of difficulty so it's not much of a wonder that I have absolutely ZERO pictures of the kids with the second cache. Or that we abandoned our plans to hike the whole trail and look for the others in favor of heading back to the car to get lunch. The woes of sore feet (that whole 1/2 mile from the car to the cache) and obsessing about food reminded us that flexibility was a key tool in this whole endeavor. It also reminded me about why, perhaps, it's been years since I did this.
It was an awesome way to spend a day off enjoying the beautiful fall weather with some great friends. And I really hope that the dust doesn't settle back on the Garmin before we head out again.
Fellow shutterbug and the leader of the other half of "Team Squeekels." |
** A quick check into Google maps and I discovered you can take the GPS coordinates and input them instead of an address to give you an approximate location.