I heard about geocaching a few years ago, but paid it absolutely no mind. It sounded overly complicated and I didn’t have a GPS. That was the last time I thought about it, until the other day when my other half brought it up that we should try it.
“But we need a GPS,” I said. “And besides that, how do we know where to look for them? Isn’t it a club type thing?”
“No. They’re all over and there’s apps for it.”
There’s an app for it. Well, that one sentence was too much of a temptation and I started looking into it. Sure enough, there’s tons of geocaching apps on Google Play and they have all sorts of user levels and prices. So I downloaded one that looked user friendly.
Once it was downloaded, I searched for caches. There are TONS in my area. So yesterday I picked one that was about 1.5 km away from my house, hopped on my bicycle and went out geocaching with my father who’s in the country this month visiting.
So the geocache I picked has “playing” in its title. I