Reading these stories it seems like the Canuck cops are a pretty easy going. When I got questioned it was pure coincidence.
I was grabbing my eighth cache, and had a friend from work with me. It was on a college campus, and I'm a youngish guy (25) wearing a trench coat.
There was a cop car nearby that we ignored, but they approached. Apparently I was suspicious or something.
Of course, worst timing. My friend didn't notice the car, and found the cache (a film canister). He stands up and proudly yells "I found it!" I thanked him, and while explaining caching to the officer, opened it right in front of him.
Officers words: "as long as there's no coke in there, we have no problem." I almost asked if pot would have been ok, but kept my mouth shut.
I later found out my friend had just finished parole. Oh well.