Adventures in Geocaching: It was a Cold & Snowy Day

A couple of days ago DH & I made our way to a local nature preserve known as Cane Creek Canyon. We would have loved to hike, but since we were enduring cold blowing wind and wet snow, we just found the first, easy cache at the beginning of the trail.

Cane Creek Canyon

Airplane on a Stick

After we left Cane Creek, we stopped to photograph this plane on a stick. See Santa & Mrs. Clause in the pilot seats?









Next we found this cache which was in really great shape. That’s always a nice surprise.

Rock Grave















When we emerged from the woods I saw this rock pile grave. I wonder why some graves are like this. Do you know? There were 3 in this cemetery.


I really like finding caches in old cemeteries, and this was our second cemetery find of the day.













It’s fun finding caches in fence rows.
Arrowhead Gravestone

When I turned around, I saw this–an arrowhead gravestone. (I’ve masked the info.) I have never seen one like this before, and this is what makes geocaching so interesting–you never know what you might stumble across.

Melted Snow on a Spiderweb

Sometimes the beauty is just at your feet.

Flat Rock Community House

Another interesting location a cache brought us to was the Flat Rock Community House. This used to be a one room schoolhouse, but now it is used for voting. Out back of the house was another fun sight.


How many of you have ever used an outhouse? I have, and it’s a cold seat on a day like the one we were there!


We saw fields and fields of buttercups whilst we were out caching this day.

Jesse Owens Memorial Park

Our caching adventure took us to the Jesse Owens Memorial Park. There are other caches there, but this is the only one I found on this trip.

Oakville Indian Mounds

I’ve lived close to here all my life, but I didn’t know about the Oakville Indian Mounds until this caching trip. If you’ve never tried geocaching, you really should because it will take you to so many unusual places!

Indian Clans

Personally, I want to be a member of the Long Hair Clan. 😀

Cherokee Removal

Cherokee Indian Removal information.

Creek Removal

Creek Indian Removal information. These are my people.

Oakville Indian Mound

Oakville Indian Mound Information

What’s funny about our visit here is that we think we may have been driving on the walking trail, but honestly, it was impossible to tell. I think we were okay because trust me–it was so cold and windy there wasn’t a soul on the trail.

Geocaching is a marvelous adventure that took us on a several hour trek through several Alabama counties experiencing sights we would have missed otherwise.

Grab a GPSr and go!


Adventures in Geocaching: A High Memories Day

As a geocacher, I love high numbers days. Mostly though, I don’t have those. What I really like is the kind of day I had today.

A high memories day.

Really, there was nothing overly special about today. It started out sunny and a little warm, but as the sun sank it got a little cold.

The caches were mostly easy finds, but I had a most outstanding caching partner.

Anytime a grandgirl comes caching with me, the day becomes a high memories day rather than a numbers day. It doesn’t matter if the caches are at spectacular locations or not.

It doesn’t even matter too much if we find all the caches or not, but finding is always better than DNFing.

It matters more to her if we find something other than a log in the cache, and happily, today she got to score a smiley face pin for her shirt. And that was from a micro cache.

Looking for the Cache

What matters more to me is seeing the smiling face of a grandgirl finding something she didn’t expect and getting to spend time with her that I wouldn’t have missed for anything.

Now that is a high memories day. Thanks, geocaching. You have given me that with all five grandgirls.

And for the record, we found 4 and DNF’d 2.

Adventures in Geocaching: Blinded by Ivy

Actually, I’m not blinded by ivy. I’m mostly just blind when it comes to finding caches, evidenced by my stats of 1,983 finds to 399 DNFs (did not find).

The local cachers keep saying they are going to throw an event for me when I reach 1,000 DNFs. That would be swell!

Anyway, on to the cache at hand. I had looked for this cache a couple of times before, but I didn’t DNF it because it was raining both times, so I felt like I didn’t give it the ole college try. Today I went back, and since the ivy–lots of ivy–where the cache is hidden is getting a tad ratty-looking from cachers pawing through it, I called the cache owner for help. I also knew I needed help because I had been called to help another cacher a few days ago, and he ended up DNFing the cache.

Turns out the cache had actually been placed by someone else, so I called him. After looking where he told me to, he said he’d come look.

I got in my car and waited. We walked to the location and he started poking around all the places I had looked. He even managed to step into a hole that sank him to his knee, and that right there is one reason why I’m a pretty terrible cacher. I won’t do such things.

After a bit more looking, he said, “Look here.” Well, wouldn’t you know it, it was right where I had looked before. You’d think anybody could see a plastic container with a red strip, but nooooo. Not me.

I apologized profusely for dragging him out in the 30ish degree weather to help me.

He knows I can’t see anything, but he came anyway to help me. I definitely owe him one.

All I had to do was walk up those steps and look to the left. Easy peezey unless you are a blind cacher like me.

Adventures in Geocaching, or How I Almost Impaled Myself

I went geocaching today. Normally, I usually just have fun, see some new sights, find a few caches, and DNF (did not find) a few more. Today’s adventure was a tad different.

Exiting the car, I focused on following the pointing arrow on my GPSr to the cache. I hadn’t gone more than three purposeful strides when WHAM! I slammed into something.

What could it be?

Oh, no! I had walked into a rusty iron spike sticking out of a concrete barrier. There was a space between two of them, and I thought I was walking through them. I did not see the spike.

I hit the spike so hard that it ripped a hole in my jeans, and I am so glad I was wearing them. If I had been wearing the much thinner pants I had planned to wear, I would surely have punctured a hole in my leg.

I went to the car, checked my wound, and decided that it was only a scrape since it wasn’t bleeding. I actually tried to find the cache after that, but I had to DNF it. Imagine that.

After giving up the search, I check the wound again. Blood. Well, great. Just great.

Okay, I’m in a strange city with no knowledge of any medical anything, so through an internet search I decide on a doc-in-a-box to go to.

Imagine my surprise when I walk in and everything looks modern and fresh, and I don’t catch a stinky whiff anywhere. You know that yucky smell in most medical facilities? This place doesn’t have it.

After filling out the paperwork, I walk to the room for her to take my vitals. She said the doctor was going to love me!


She said it was because I’m a Bama fan. Turns out, the doctor is from Alabama, too. He also went to The University of Alabama. (All this happened in Florida.) I guess she could tell I’m a fan because I was wearing my Championship shirt and carrying my houndstooth purse. 😀

When I saw the doctor, I told him Roll Tide! After doing what all Southerners do, which is make connections, we were both a bit flabbergasted to find that we were from the same town. The nurse wondered what the odds were of that happening. Apparently 100% on this day!

He cleaned my wound, told me I didn’t need stitches, gave me a tetanus shot and prescription for antibiotics, and sent me on my way. I can honestly say I’ve never had a more pleasant “emergency” doctor visit.

The day started out lousy but ended pretty well with my actually finding a couple of caches. I like adventures in geocaching, but I prefer they not take me to the medicine man.

What I DID Do This Summer

The list for what I didn’t do this summer was pretty long, so I’m hoping that the list for what I DID do this summer can compete.

I did read this summer, just not so many books. I read a lot on the internet. A LOT.

I did watch TV, but not as much as I thought I would. In fact, many days I was at home all day and never turned it on.

I did spend time with my daughter.

I did spend time with my grandgirls.

We cooked some fun things from the FoodTV magazine.

We made a jigsaw puzzle cookie.

We made carrot cupcakes with homemade icing. See those candied carrot garnishes on the cupcakes? It’s important for you to know that it took about 40 minutes to make those!

We made chocolate chip banana bread.

We made peanut butter kiss cookies.

As a result of these fine confections, I did gain weight.

I did continue my Project 365 photos.

I did visit my sister, just not as much as I should have.

I did go geocaching.

I did go to a family reunion.

I did take naps.

I did go to The Smoky Mountains.

I did make some spiced almonds.

I did sit in my air conditioned house, blissfully avoiding the searing 100-degree heat.

I did go to the beach and watch my DH catch a shark. He always catches at least one casting from the shore.

At the end of the summer, I did start a blog. Summer 2011 was superb, and I think the dids far outweigh the did nots.

What I Didn’t Do This Summer

I had the summer off this year for the first time in many years. With all that time stretching out in front of me, I had great plans for many projects. I’d like to tell you that I completed them all, but of course I didn’t. Here’s a partial list of what I didn’t do this summer:

I didn’t exercise.

I didn’t bake bread.

I didn’t become a computer expert by working through all the manuals I have.

I didn’t get a haircut.

I didn’t master all the ins and outs of my camera.

I didn’t conquer Aperture.

I didn’t get my nails done.

I didn’t become a gourmet chef.

I didn’t read as much as I intended to.

I didn’t get rid of all the junk in my house.

I didn’t become an extreme couponer.

I didn’t geocache nearly as much as I thought I would. The 100 degree temps had a lot to do with that.

I didn’t visit my sister as much as I should have. Heck, I didn’t even spend one night with her.

I didn’t walk the dog. Oh wait. I don’t have a dog.

I didn’t decorate my living room.

I didn’t empty the storage building.

I didn’t get two pictures reframed.

I didn’t refinance the house.

I didn’t get a ceiling fan.

This list is getting to be a bummer.

I didn’t lose weight.

I guess what this list shows me is that to get things done, I need daily lists and focus. Maybe I’ll work on all these things tomorrow. Yeah, right. Since procrastination seems to be my middle name, I won’t hold my breath.

The summer wasn’t a complete waste, however. Tomorrow’s blog will feature what I DID do this summer.

Geocaching & Ducks & Fake Snakes

Today’s geocaching adventure really started off right. This was our first stop.

I know it doesn’t look like much, but my caching buddy had DNF’d (didn’t find) it recently and wanted to go back and look for it again after getting info from the cache owner.

While she was poking around looking for it, a local police officer drove up wanting to know what we were doing. First cache of the day, mind you! Then, he said, “Geocachers, I’ll bet.”

What? Yep, he knew about it because he’s a geocacher, too. Whew! That certainly made our lives easier!

Later, we meandered around finding other caches, then these lovelies met us at one of the caches.

They were certainly looking for food, and we didn’t have a thing to feed them. The small dark one pecked on my foot at one point.

This ducky has beautiful markings on it.

After the duck encounter, we continued on and came across this:

Nothing quite like a fake snake to top off a great geocaching day!

Oh, I don’t know why that duck neck is in my title bar up there!