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  1. Some people are just *insert adjective here.* His kharma will come back to haunt him. Who knows? Maybe he'll go in search of a "really hard" cache and fall into poison ivy, and then he'll complain that his cache was too hard.

     

    I say, follow your inner warrant officer... have a cup of coffee, shrug your shoulders at the bad behavior of "some people's kids," and then go make fun a 2LT.

  2. No Roos here in Lower Alabama... lots of opposum, armadillos, and squirrels though. There's also tons of deer.

     

    I prefer squirrels. They make a very satisfying *thwack* sound when you run them over.

     

    (PS. I am not a cruel woman at heart. I love animals, but I have waged jihad against all squirrels due to four... yes, FOUR... trips to the Nissan dealership for squirrels that liked to nest in the engine block of a certain Nissan Titan. When you put THAT kind of money into an engine wiring harness, you get bitter... and then you get even.)

     

    Was your mechanic rubbing the harness down with peanut butter?

     

    You know, I wish. At least there would be an explination!

     

    It's like that Nissan was Panama City Beach, and the squirrels drunk naked college kids at spring break. The neighbor's car was like Destin and Fort Walton Beach: a little too high class for them.

  3. What would be the criteria for becoming the World's Most Powerful Cacher? Is this based on caching credentials or on pure human awesomeness? Would the cacher being nominated have to be a member of the geocache society for a prescribed number of years, or would a few months suffice? Is there a potential for an arch-nemisis to arise, who attempts to overthrow the delicate balance of peace? Might there even be a potential for violent and unrelenting civil war, geo-brother against geo-brother? Could that lead to a swift and bloody coup d'etat? What would be the age limits? Are we considering the possibility of past geocaching lives influencing the prowess of the nominee, like a geo- Dalai Lama?

     

    Would there be cake at the ceremony for everyone?

     

    More importantly, would there be a consideration for the possession of mediocre super powers (such as: always being able to arrive at the cache, regardless of the terrain rating, but always finds the way most covered with thorny bushes to get there)?

     

    Well...? I'm a noob-chop and I'd like to know...

  4. Hey, I'll admit it. For a long time I never bothered to log my finds online, and I just recently started participating in the online community. I'd just grab the coordinates, and go off and find the caches.

     

    At the same time, I didn't do the whole TB/ Coin thing either. I'd sometimes sign the log and didn't bother to trade. I just liked the process of looking for it.

     

    Sometimes, people are just freaks. What can I say?!

  5. No Roos here in Lower Alabama... lots of opposum, armadillos, and squirrels though. There's also tons of deer.

     

    I prefer squirrels. They make a very satisfying *thwack* sound when you run them over.

     

    (PS. I am not a cruel woman at heart. I love animals, but I have waged jihad against all squirrels due to four... yes, FOUR... trips to the Nissan dealership for squirrels that liked to nest in the engine block of a certain Nissan Titan. When you put THAT kind of money into an engine wiring harness, you get bitter... and then you get even.)

  6. Caching alone isn't so bad once you get used to it. Taking a dog with you is actually a great way to get passed that initial feeling of "I'm the weirdo walking alone with a GPS." The dog gets a walk, you get a cache, and you can minimize your weird- factor to muggles.

     

    It's like doing anything by yourself (taking a trip, going to dinner, going to a movie, etc), you just have to learn to enjoy your own company. Once you've got that down, it's not so bad.

  7. A Garmin Rino 120, 6 years ago. It was an early birthday present from my folks so I could backpack around Europe and other sundry backwoods places, filled with thorny bushes, bugs, snakes, knee deep mud, and things to trip over.

     

    I still use it. It's a beast. It's been dropped, frozen, dunked, left in the desert sun to bake on dashboard, and covered in the contents of an exploded ketchup packet.

     

    I also have a Garmin Nuvi for my car (because I hate to stop and ask for directions).

  8. Forgive me bflentje, for I have sinned.

     

    I have coveted my neighbors' cache location (because it was so beautiful and cool).

     

    I have coveted my neighbors' GPSr (and his convertable).

     

    I have been in numerous places that I should not have been after authorized hours (while geocaching... and while doing things much naughtier :) than geocaching).

     

    I once lied to the military police and told them that I was looking for a specific 20' storage container serial number in a limited traffic area on Bagram Airbase in Afghanistan, when I was really geocaching.

  9. I'd love to get a photo of me caching but I haven't been able to train my dog the art of photography as of yet.

     

    Sometimes I wonder if my dog envies my thumbs. I've gotten very good at using the timer on my camera.

     

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  10. However, not all people are capable of safely carrying a handgun.

     

    That is very true and very sound advice when it comes to who should and who shouldn't have a firearm.

     

    I'm sorry to hear that you had a bad experience caching and that your family had have something so traumatic happen when they were doing something that they enjoy. While having a brief break to recage your inner compass is probably a good thing, I wouldn't hide away forever. I couldn't imagine a better learning point for your son than seeing his parents overcome a scary event and move on. It shows him that, while he should always trust his instincts about bad situations, overcoming fears after a bad situation is a good life skill to have.

     

    Hopefully this is the one and only crazy drunk lunatic that you'll ever have to face in life, and you get back in the geocache saddle again soon... when you're ready, of course.

  11. I suppose you could look at from the "at least the cacher who retrieves it REALLY wanted it" perspective, rather than having it picked up by someone who was out for an easy find and might end up hoarding it in the end. Caches with a high terrain and difficulty rating tend to be sought by serious cachers who will take care of your coin.

  12. What about a Stamp cache for people who do scrapbooking or stamping? It seems to be a growing hobby, and it would be rather neat to have a place to swap out old or unwanted stamps.

  13. "Wow, there's a bunch of junk in this box, let me destroy it LOLOLOLOL."

     

    Wow, that just described about half the fully grown men I know too. You know, those guys... the ones who think that lighting their farts on fire constitutes a good afternoon of quality entertainment.

  14. I can see where logging a DNF might make someone feel like they might not be part of the cool "I found it" crowd, and it can be a little embarrassing when everyone else finds it and you don't. I think part of it is that no one wants to be the first to log a DNF and look bad when someone else finds it right behind them.

     

    It seems like, once you get past that initial DNF-hump, people start logging them.

  15. I have a Camelbak with two large storage pounches built in. It takes care of water for a long day out hiking, biking or paddling, and it holds my GPS, cell phone, spare batteries, a spare pair of socks, first aid kit, pen, swaggie type items, and some snackage. It also has a padded subpouch for an iPod with an access hole for the earbud chord.

  16. Seriously though, I'm tired of driving everywhere and I'm planning on bike shopping in April to help out with that...

     

    I like that idea! Especially if you're planning on taking a trip somewhere and you feel like doing an easier day of caching in town (rather than attempting to find EVERY bramble bush between you and your remote destination).

     

    As a matter of fact, I think I just stole your idea. THANKS.

  17. I would like to think that I am fairly in-shape and that I've got a handle on backwoods bushwacking. Of course, sometimes (like this morning, while searching for a 5/5 deeply hidden in brambles and wait-a-minute vines) I wonder why the heck I decided to take this hobby up again.

     

    It's reaffirmed my healthy respect for nature, mud, vines, thorny bushes, comfortable shoes, long pants, and band-aids... and cold beer.

     

    Just being outside and walking is a step towards a much healthier day and life.

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