Yesterday was a beautiful spring day that absolutely could not be spent indoors. Also, being the day after our all-day mac and cheese feast (aka Mac-stravaganza), we could not let inertia get the best of us, for fear that all those cheesy calories would take up residence in our pants. My husband and I decided to take the girls geocaching at a local park near the Potomac.
What is
geocaching, you ask? I could spend hours of your time explaining this wonderful outdoor game, but in a nutshell, it's treasure hunting. All around the world, people have hidden little treasure boxes for others to find. The GPS coordinates of the boxes are posted online along with a few topographical clues. You download this info and you have yourself a treasure hunt! Are you going to end up with gold doubloons at the end of your trip? I never have but I
guess some idiot out there might leave something valuable in one of these caches. The boxes are usually cleverly disguised waterproof containers that have a logbook, which you sign when you locate the cache, and some swag. This swag-- or treasure, as my kids call it-- is very much like
the treasure I mentioned in an earlier post about my Birdie's room. You find a range of items, such as ancient Happy Meal toys, buttons, pins, magnets, business cards, costume jewelry, foreign coins, belly button lint. It's all pretty much junk, but to Birdie and Princess it is worth hours of trekking around the forest (which makes this junk
very valuable to me.)