One of these days I’m going to remember to log my caches and other activities on the geocaching site.
I’m notoriously bad at it. I enjoy the hike, I enjoy the search, I enjoy reading and writing in logbooks. But somehow I never quite manage that last step: logging my activity online once I’m back home again. Perhaps I’m lazy. Perhaps I don’t care enough about that part of the activity.
I’ve never logged a DNF (did not find), though a few weeks ago I could have done. Back home from a business trip, Paul and I decided to take advantage of the unseasonably warm weather the Northeast was experiencing during the first part of the winter. We headed out in the sunshine and started a hike.
By the time we got within 800 feet of ground zero, it had started to sprinkle. We were both wearing jeans and t-shirts (unbelievable as that seems), but we also figured that the trees would provide some protection. We also both wanted to find the cache.
Within minutes the rain was coming down in sheets, even in the woods. We started back, sans cache. It was a forty-five minute walk in; we made it out in half an hour.
I don’t log DNFs — they seem kind of pointless to me — but this one is worth noting because I learned that the baseball cap I keep in my rucksack really isn’t helpful in a real rainstorm. Paul’s Tilly hat, on the other hand, was better than good.
Yeah, Tilly hats aren’t cheap. But I’m buying one. Maybe then I’ll look a little less like a goth after a long Halloween night when I emerge from the woods next time!
Posted by: — jcezanne
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