r.i.p.

We have been doing a geocaching RIP series.

 

Five or six clues have been made using information on headstones or other cemetery fixtures.

 

We then used those clues to find the cache. This has been really fun for our group, since we all have had  pieces of the puzzles to work on. When we finished caching the six cemeteries, the clues from those  led us to a seventh and final cache.  

The days have been cool and clear and kicking through the leaves has been fun for all of us…love the sound and the smell.

The seventh and final cache was in the woods, I mean

In The Woods!

 

 

 

 

 

We actually had to cross two small streams before negotiating the woods. I was really kind of scared the whole time. Since I have no sense of direction, I was more or less obligated to stay with Tricia and Cherylyn to have a hope of getting out there alive and finding the car again.

 

When at last we found the cache, we realized that our pen had been left behind in the car. For non-geocachers, you need to know that unless you sign the log, you can’t really prove that you have been there and record your visit. This was disastrous! There was however, a never-been-sharpened pencil in the cache box. Brianna gave up her used but still kind-of-okay glow in the dark bracelet  for the trade. Then Cherylyn chewed, yes chewed down the bark around the lead. The tiny piece of lead that was exposed broke, but somehow she managed to begin writing with it…until she lost her grip and it dropped into the carpet of leaves and forest debris. More chewing.

 

Having fully logged ourselves, we wended our way home, full of memories.

 

 

Two of my favorite comments:

One came from Brianna saying that if she was ever trying to survive in a forest she would want to be with Cherylyn.

 

The other came from Jonah. He doesn’t  want to be buried.