Forgot the Hunt
Well it’s true, the older ya get the more you forget…
Last months GeoCaching is one of these things. I had thought sure I had uploaded some of these pictures of one of our short trips in the local are
a, but sure enough… DOH!
Let me say something right off the bat though, not really in mt defense but just a generalized comment on the whole.
This “sport” of GeoCaching is great for anyone, even older overweight and directionally challenged people like me. There, it’s been said, a proud statement at that… I can still do sports, I’m so happy for myself for not going to weed…
Sometimes “X” does mark the spot. Sometimes what marks the spot looks so natural that it blends so well into the area that even experienced hunters are stumped and a clue is requested.
Quite often it takes no more than a hour or two of ones time to go out for a Sunday drive and see what going on in a persons own local area. You’d be surprised at what you don’t see. Bottom line is that you do go out into the world and play the adult version of “hide and seek” or “button button, who’s got the button…”.
There are no real stats, as in good or bad… there are people that have thousands of finds under their belts, and there are new people getting into GeoCaching everyday. It makes no real difference on your skill level when a new cache is posted, the only thing that matters is the ability to locate first the area and then the actual cache itself.
No, X doesn’t always mark the spot and no, you don’t always find the prize at the end of the proverbial rainbow.
But on last months cool January afternoon while taking a nice scenic drive on an older county rode that I had never transversed before… I found an X and it most assuredly did mark a spot… what a nice day it turned out to be.
(wow, 3 “had”s in that line…)
There were also 2 or 3 springs in the area, talk about scenic! 
Some of the outcroppings 
It was located up a long wooded hill with one side being a bluff with a creek at it’s bottom. Horses and bike riders use this area also (it’s a Missouri Conservation Area) and seemed to be well kept until the cemetery area that was left for the families to tend. The DNF came about because the coords lead to one of the headstones, for “Mary” then your suppose ta go 100′ east…. 
. There were a few dating to the civil war area.
With fall showing itself in the trees and brush, finding some of these little known spots, that makes one realize where they come from and eventually where one may end up.
This location was very well kept and new stones were being placed for some of the older ones that were falling down… 
Drifting in from all sides, slowly wandering across the grass, huddled against a brisk breeze. Suddenly it seemed there were a lot of people all around us, writing on slips of paper, gathering up swag, while pictures were being taken, another person was handing out Hershey’s kisses… mmmmmm!!
I discovered a small metal bug and a special coin, paying homage to the unknown soldier. Amongst these fellow cachers, with whom we mingled and merged.
Then all of a sudden, as quickly as they came, they all wandered off again in different directions, bent on their own lives, that were not apart of this moment in the park.
Nice to see some ingenious hiding spots. This last one was interesting in the fact that it was both camo’d and stashed.
If it wasn’t for the fear of getting attacked by some hostile cow (not to mention the owner of the property) I would have loved to have gone over to the barn to check it out.
But that was okay… we kept looking around and located a few of the other caches that had been placed.
Choice here is filling out the log for one of the pheniox caches and deciding what to place in it’s treasure trove.