All I Really Need to Know I Learned From Caching.

[+headybrew]

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To paraphrase the title of the Robert Fulghum book...

 

Things I have learned from Caching (or in the fora):

• There is a great big world out there, with lots of amazing things that I never realized I was passing right by each day.
  
• I can walk a lot further than I thought, if I want to.
  
• Rattle snakes are scarey, but beautiful.
  
• Some Spiders can be worse than rattle snakes.
  
• Know my limits. But push them!
  
• It's not always important to win an argument
  
• Sometimes, I blare my opinions too loudly
  
• Lampost skirts are usually not bolted down.
  
• It's easy to convince a septuagenarian nudist that my GPSR is actually a sattelite phone.
  
• no matter how clearly you write it in the cache page, FTF hounds will still try to scale your neighbor's back yard wall to get to a cache in your front yard.
  
• how to tell an antelope from a mule deer
  
• Sometimes things are not what they appear to be, even when you're looking right at them.
  
• Bomb squads blow up more stuff than bombers do.
  
• Never bring your girlfriend into the most mosquito infested spot in the whole state of Maine. (but the rattle snakes, she can handle.)
  

Okay, I'm sure there are many many more things to list... What's on your list?

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[+Lil Devil]

Not exactly like the stuff on your list above, but I thought this was pretty funny.

 

There was this little ditty I learned when I was young. I thought it was just a bunch of silly sounds...

 

Marsey dotes and dosey dotes and little lamsey divey.

 

 

The other day I couldn't find a cache so I read the hint...

 

Mares eat oats

and does eat oats

and little lambs eat ___

 

 

It took me 40 years to learn those words!

 

After smacking myself in the forehead, I found the cache in the ivy

[+headybrew]

Not exactly like the stuff on your list above, but I thought this was pretty funny.

 

There was this little ditty I learned when I was young. I thought it was just a bunch of silly sounds...

 

Marsey dotes and dosey dotes and little lamsey divey.

 

 

The other day I couldn't find a cache so I read the hint...

 

Mares eat oats

and does eat oats

and little lambs eat ___

 

 

It took me 40 years to learn those words!

 

After smacking myself in the forehead, I found the cache in the ivy

 

Yup! I had a similar revelation one day while driving along with that song in my head for some strange reason.

 

It continues: Akiddley divey too wouldn't you.

A kid'll eat ivy too, wouldn't you? ( kid = baby goat )

 

Edited November 30, 2006 by headybrew

[+emurock]

I say push your limits because it's fun.

[+mgbmusic]

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From a prvious topic:

 

10. Bushwhacking is a polite term for "stumbling blindly through the woods"

9. If it forms a rash right away, the cache is not that important.

8. Spiders will always build their webs face high and in the most inconvenient place possible.

7. If you don't like bugs, take up go-kart driving instead.

6. Always add a waypoint for your car, or at least bring enough change for the bus.

5. Long hair and windy environments DO NOT MIX.

4. When a cache is listed as being 1,000 feet away, plan on walking 4,000.

3. If you're caching near a river, the cache will always be on the other side - even if you've already crossed it.

2. You don't know that area as well as your thought.

1. The average GPSr holds enough battery life for about 4 caches, 2 bottles or water, one sprained ankle, a couple of DNF's, and about 50,000 pickly seeds that stick to every available inch of clothing, hair, etc.

 

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--MGb