Thursday, February 16, 2012

Geocaching



 As some of you know, I have fallen in love with the sport of geocaching.

It's kind of funny if you think about it .... as geographically challenged as I am I love it.

Really geocaching is nothing more than using million dollar satellite systems to find tupperware in the woods.

Two weeks ago I went to Denver to the reading conference.

I convinced my room mates to go out with me at 10:30 
the first night because a big blizzard was predicted for the next day.

We cached until after midnight and then decided that 
we should probably get some sleep so we didn't fall asleep
 during our conference sessions.

We found one cache and searched high and low for another to no avail.

I convinced one room mate to join me to look again.
We braved the weather, but we came up empty-handed.
We got back to our motel and I re-read the clues.
I was just sure after reading the clues, that the
cache was in a fake flower.

I tried to convince the others to go look with me again,
but I didn't have any takers.  So I went alone.

The snow was blowing sideways at about 40 m.p.h.
and the visibility was nil.  Fortunately, the cache was only about
three blocks from the motel.

Once again I came up empty-handed. 

 By this time I was frustrated,
so I e-mailed the cache owner. 

The next day he e-mailed me and we had the 
right location, but the cache had been muggled.
(That simply means that a non-cacher found it and took it.)

At any rate, I have enjoyed puzzle caches and theme caches,
so I combined the two and came up with this puzzle.


This link will take you to a puzzle.  Solve the puzzle
and you will have the co- ordinates to the cache.

The cache is a large animal cracker jar that has been camo'd.

If you haven't cached before, call me and
 I'll help you become addicted too!

1 comment:

SisterTwo said...

Really! We are not all 4th grade teachers who has the names and picturs of all our former presidents hanging in their class room.
So maybe I should just go to the nearest parking garage and look to see where you hid the darn camaflouged cookie jar. LOL!