geocaching

Recently the hubby and the kids decided to try some geocaching at the wildlife preserve down the road from us.  I was away for the weekend, so I missed out on their first adventure, but last Sunday, on a whim, we decided to go look for another cache at a park near our house.  Really, the kids were driving me crazy whining and fighting and we all needed a change of venue, so I grabbed the camera, sent everyone to the bathroom, and we quickly jumped into the van and headed out.  It was late and we were totally unprepared for the search.  Somehow Emmy made it out of the house with rain boots on that do not stay on her feet, which meant that she had to be carried the whole time, and Regan and Tallulah were wearing flip flops!

It took us quite awhile to even find a path into the woods, but we did eventually find a way in.  We then spent the next 45 minutes trying to find the cache, all the while swatting at mosquitoes and pushing briers out of our path.  We never did find the box, but since we had left Regan and Adelaide at the playground beside the woods we figured we better find our way back out of the woods.  Luckily the way out proved easier than the way in, but we were picking ticks off of us for the next 24 hours and poor Emmy has welts all over her body from the mosquitoes!  I don't think we will go back after that cache again, but I think we will try geocaching again :)