when, even though you're severely allergic to poison ivy, you jump into the middle of a PI patch with a downed log standing on a rock at an angle, and say to yourself "well the itching and swelling will go away BUT This cache has a TB in it!
(story of my week caching for 2 weeks found 19 dnf 3, 16 ticks off and 2 seperate cases of PI)
When you refer to Poison Ivy, as PI, as 3.14 (ok I may be the only one)
When you wonder if the flooded banks of the river are concealing that cache you just spent 2 hours looking for in the blazing hot sun.
when you curse a cloudy day because your GPS accuracy goes down to 50ft Accuracy
when you spend all day figuring out what you will say to explain yourself to muggles, then find yourself telling them you're measuring the distance between trees to see if they've moved
when you carry a stuffed animal as an icon, and even though you take pictures to remember a cache, you're never in them, but your icon is
when your friends call you and start the conversation "Hey are you geocaching right now?"
When one pocket is full of "made in china", the other pens and TBs