My First Geocaching Experience Will Not be My Last

An activity for travelers of all ages

As it was 6:30 a.m., I was unsure how my suggestion would be received but I asked anyway, “Hon, would you indulge me?” That earned me a raised eyebrow as my husband looked up over the rim of his glasses. With that question, I warned him that another hairbrained idea brewed.

“What are you wanting to do, now?”

“Let’s go find a geocache.”

“Why would we do that?”

“I said, humor me.”

Five minutes later we climbed in our Mini Cooper as I explained what we were doing and where we were going. We watched an awesome sunrise and took a short stroll. Excellent morning activity. I even took my coffee and our dog.

Geocaching is like a scavenger hunt. Somebody hides a box and places items for other explorers to discover. The idea is to follow the map, find the box and sign your name on a list contained in the cache. The expectation is that you take an item from the box and in return, add an item. So simple, kind of silly, but really fun — for me. I liked knowing in some strange way a bond developed between me and someone I would never meet. It made the world seem smaller.

Randy didn’t get it at first, but he drove while I offered directions. Being directionally challenged, he usually doesn’t follow my lead, but this system was infallible. On my phone the app displayed a line showing our location in…

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