We traveled to Utah this week to spend time with family during the Thanksgiving break from school. While there, I was able to do some geocaching Grandpa-style.
In 2008, I placed Ainsley’s Solstice Cache in honor of our newest grandchild. She was 6 weeks old when I placed it. The picture above is a bit more current. The cache was placed behind her house on a bike path. I have wanted to place caches for my other Utah grandchildren, but we never got around to it. Thanksgiving Day was the day for three new caches along the bike path.
Joshua is grandchild #2. His cache, Joshua’s Thanksgiving Day Cache, was placed a bit north of Ainsley’s cache. The good ole “under the post cap” seemed the best place to hide it.
Jacob is grandchild #1. His cache, Jacob’s Thanksgiving Day Cache, is a tricky hide in the trunk hollow in a park along the bike path. I wanted to do another fence hide, but Jacob wanted to hide it in the trees.
Emerson is grandchild #4. Her cache, Emerson’s Thanksgiving Day Cache, is hidden on the fence in a very open area. The only cover was the fence sign.
Now all 4 Utah grandchildren have a cache within a short walk from their home.
I have one other grandchild–Abby–who lives in Texas and will soon be headed to Saudi Arabia. I won’t be making it to Texas before she leaves and I doubt that I will ever make it to Saudi Arabia. Perhaps we will have to dedicate a cache for her on her next visit to Simi Valley.
The day after Thanksgiving, we went on an adventure, doing a bit of power caching along a dirt road between Eagle Mountain and Fairfield, Utah. The caches were honoring the Pony Express. We got 18 caches in this area. Since it was a back road without much use, the kids were safe to help with the geocaching. The routine when like this:
- Drive until the distance gets to about 40 feet or so.
- Stop and unload 2 grandkids from car #1 and 2 grandkids from car #2.
- Follow the GPS needle into the bushes and tumbleweeds along the ranch fence.
- Take turns finding the cache.
- Log it.
- Return to the cars.
Two-year-old Emerson had to get into the action just like her older brothers and sister. I once left her in the car because the ground was muddy. She started yelling “I go! I go!” She had a great time. I think she likes riding in Grandpa and Grandma’s car the best.
I was having a good time, too. Too good a time–I forgot to take photos of the beautiful snow capped mountains surrounding the ranch lands.