Yesterday was a lovely sunny day, so when we picked the children up from school we decided to go treasure hunting or as the professionals call it "
Geocaching". I'd found the
geocaching site via another blog a few days ago and it sounded brilliant. You program some co-ordinates into your
gps which then directs you to a spot where there is treasure waiting to be found. Using the website I found a spot only a couple of miles from home where there was a least 2 lots of treasure to be found, so off we went.
Where did we go - to the ends of the earth - that's where!!!, we parked the car & set off for what seemed like miles into the wilderness. Up over the hill sides, across a golf course until we could almost touch the sky and what did we find - a golf ball!!!!, 2 hours and 3 ratty children later, one of which had fallen down a rabbit hole & twisted his ankle, a very tired 3 year old who had to be carried all the way back to the car and a 6 year old who thought he was Indiana Jones because he found a treasure stick (a 3 foot tree branch!!!) which too had to be carried back to the car, and no treasure!!!!
All in all not how I had imagined how the
geocaching experience would be, did we do it wrong, were we in the wrong place, what was in the treasure box, will I ever find out? Questions that
i'm not sure will ever be answered, but if they are I will be sure to let you know.