Cache on!

Well, the bug is back.

I'm not an outdoors girl when it comes to winter, and in the month of January, I only found a whopping total of two caches.  Part of the problem is that my GPS (or, more accurately, the GPS that belongs to my husband but he never really sees it) has been acting a little wonky.  But Hubby figured out the problem and now it's good to go.

So yesterday morning Hubby said he wanted to go somewhere to take some pictures and take Piper for a run, so I suggested Duck Cove (a location which also featured a number of caches I hadn't yet found).

After popping my head in at a local geocaching event (and signing the logbook, of course), we headed to Duck Cove.  I logged an earthcache, found a cache that I didn't know had been archived because it had gone missing), walked by a cache site because I didn't have its coordinates with me and didn't realize it was there, and missed finding another one.  I had a blast!  Even Hubby could hear the joy in my voice when he called my cell phone to see where I was.  "I'm halfway down a cliff!" I exclaimed.  "Where are you?"

After I got home from our adventures (both at Duck Cove and the grocery store), I called my brother-in-law, Calmen, to tell him what fun I'd had.  Well, as we chatted, our cell phones simultaneously went off!  A new cache had just been published! And so within minutes we were both in his truck and heading off to be First to Find!  (And we were!  Score!)

Oh, geocaching.  How I love thee.  There are times that I don't cache as much, but when the bug bites, it holds on! :)