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When you're watching TV, you notice the background, thinking "I bet there's a cache there"

 

YES!!! I've done that lol

 

When you walk around any shop and you are thinking brilliant that would make a good cache.

When you are driving to a family funeral miles away and you've done a pocket query ready. yeah really.

When you don't throw anything away because it could make a good cache

When you pause a film because it solved a puzzle cache for you.

When you are reading notifications ... whilst eating dinner

When you have to teach your iPhone that cash is not spelt cache

When Amazon recommend items are lock and locks and fake turf

When you breaking down a £1 bag of loombands into 10 ziplocks for swaps

When you try and pay for stuff with a log book or p/tags. Yeah really.

When you've begun to row with each other about parking in farm gate entrances.

When you only wear combat trousers.

When your arms look like you own a feral tiger and you have no cats.

When all your Christmas gifts come from geoswag

 

Finally - when you are out and have no idea where you are but you can point out any cache locations to anyone as you drive past.

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When the move from your old home to your new one includes a 2300 mile detour so you can finish the DeLorme Challenge for your old state.

 

OR

 

When the move back to your old state includes a 1600 mile detour to finish the DeLorme map for your once new, now old state.

 

Yep, Idaho and Nebraska. Love you both!!

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When your Senior Trip is planned around finding at least five caches.

When you spend 20+ dollars on gas just to rectify a DNF.

When every person who is parked in a cemetery becomes a Geocacher.

When you get excited for a day without school, not because you can sleep in, but so you can find some caches.

When you go grocery shopping with your cousins just to find one measly LPC.

When every show you love can be turned into a cache series.

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When it takes 3 weeks to drive 800 miles to visit your daughters family.

 

During the trip

*you find 700 caches

*Attend 5 events

 

When you arrive you attend 3 more events in the next 2 days and find more caches

 

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When you are going on a cruise but it takes you a week to drive down to Florida, then you spend a week caching in Florida and then you get on the ship

 

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When you are going to see your new grandson in San Francisco, But you fly to Vancouver BC , rent a car and take a week to drive down the coast in order to add BC, Washington and Oregon to your states and provinces

 

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When you drive from the east coast to Niagara Falls for a wedding, but you arrive a week early so that you can continue on to add Ohio, Michigan, Indiana, Illinois and Wisconsin.

 

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When you are cycling along the road and spot a really interesting piece of wood and wonder whether you can possibly manage to pick it up and carry it home because it would make an awesome new cache - happened today as I was nearing the end of a multi-day charity bike ride - but I couldn't stop and pick up the wood because I was riding in a peleton and they just wouldn't understand!

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When you walk around any shop and you are thinking brilliant that would make a good cache.

When you are driving to a family funeral miles away and you've done a pocket query ready. yeah really.

When you don't throw anything away because it could make a good cache

When you pause a film because it solved a puzzle cache for you.

When you are reading notifications ... whilst eating dinner

When you have to teach your iPhone that cash is not spelt cache

When Amazon recommend items are lock and locks and fake turf

When you breaking down a £1 bag of loombands into 10 ziplocks for swaps

When you try and pay for stuff with a log book or p/tags. Yeah really.

When you've begun to row with each other about parking in farm gate entrances.

When you only wear combat trousers.

When your arms look like you own a feral tiger and you have no cats.

When all your Christmas gifts come from geoswag

 

Finally - when you are out and have no idea where you are but you can point out any cache locations to anyone as you drive past.

 

LMAO - this describes me to a tee :lol:

 

Except the bit about parking in farm gate entrances - don't fancy coming back to my car to find that it's been dragged down the road with a tractor and dumped :o

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...you respond to someone at work that you'll coordinate with them, but make a Freudian slip and type "coordinates" instead.

 

and, related to the above:

...you make a mistake at work caused by your obsession with geocaching and you immediately think of the "You know you're a geocacher when..." discussion in the Groundspeak Forums! :laughing: :laughing:

 

Yep, it happened just now and I immediately thought of this discussion!

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-when you have more lock and locks for caching than for food.

-you use a geocaching app to give directions.

-you can identify specific caches on Google street view

-you've considered buying a lot of ammo, just for the ammo can.

-you considered buying anything else for that matter, not for what's on the container, but for the container itself,

-you spend money in the hunting/outdoor section for caching than you do for anything else.

-you've signed your geoname instead of your real name(guilty on this more than one time)

-you personally own more bison tube than all the muggle in your city put together.

-you know fellow cachers emails, phone numbers, addresses, vehicles, and place of work by hear, but can't remember your PIN number.

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When you are explaining to a police officer exactly what you were doing behind the grocery store crawling through the bushes with a flashlight on a rainy night in December.

 

Brilliant just brilliant. Happened to a friend of ours. Has happenes to the same friend a few times.

 

You can imitate talking to someone on the phone to cover yourself ... but you start to hear replies.

You lost weight when you started and now you're fat from takeaways so you can cache longer.

When someone publishes a TB hotel near you, you groan audibly.

You know caches near you that contain a pen when you forget yours and you stop off on the way.

You search for a certain cachers found its, because you know they drop swag from a certain company.

You know it won't be worth it if a certain cacher has already been.

You own more rechargeable batteries than you ever have before in your life.

You can tell who has searched a GZ by the state it's been left in.

You can tell if a certain cachers DNF holds any value.

You know exactly who will have beaten you to FTF dependant on time of day.

You can see a hide from the car and are totally shocked if you are wrong.

You love the new search facility because it allows you to filter certain cachers caches.

You no longer notice cuts and bruises. Maybe in the shower but only in passing.

You start telling newbies off for grabbing TB's and they miss mileage.

You can't remember the doing the cache at all to log it, until someone reads the hint.

Youve trodden in more dog mess in the time you have been caching than you have in your whole life and you can clean your boots in minutes.

You pick up your own dogs dog mess more since you have been caching than you have in your whole life.

Your muggle friends faces go blank and eyes glaze over as you inflict them with tales of caching and they tell you the punchline of the story.

Your logs read like a review of a movie instead of logging what happened.

You know at least two cachers you literally loath but you have never met them.

You do a cache and remember the one that was there before it was archived. And the one before that. And the one before that.

You can touch type on your smartphone.

You keep your nails short and now own a scrubbing brush.

You used to use alcohol gel and wet wipes religiously. Now you just wipe on the top of your leg.

You actually send old fashioned letters again ... sending items to other cachers and waiting for yours.

You can no longer watch hoarders with your head held high.

You can make ink from crushed grass, mud, or anything.

 

finally - your geohound lunges into the car to go geocaching. But the next day has to be dragged into the car.

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When you are explaining to a police officer exactly what you were doing behind the grocery store crawling through the bushes with a flashlight on a rainy night in December.

 

Brilliant just brilliant. Happened to a friend of ours. Has happenes to the same friend a few times.

 

You can imitate talking to someone on the phone to cover yourself ... but you start to hear replies.

You lost weight when you started and now you're fat from takeaways so you can cache longer.

When someone publishes a TB hotel near you, you groan audibly.

You know caches near you that contain a pen when you forget yours and you stop off on the way.

You search for a certain cachers found its, because you know they drop swag from a certain company.

You know it won't be worth it if a certain cacher has already been.

You own more rechargeable batteries than you ever have before in your life.

You can tell who has searched a GZ by the state it's been left in.

You can tell if a certain cachers DNF holds any value.

You know exactly who will have beaten you to FTF dependant on time of day.

You can see a hide from the car and are totally shocked if you are wrong.

You love the new search facility because it allows you to filter certain cachers caches.

You no longer notice cuts and bruises. Maybe in the shower but only in passing.

You start telling newbies off for grabbing TB's and they miss mileage.

You can't remember the doing the cache at all to log it, until someone reads the hint.

Youve trodden in more dog mess in the time you have been caching than you have in your whole life and you can clean your boots in minutes.

You pick up your own dogs dog mess more since you have been caching than you have in your whole life.

Your muggle friends faces go blank and eyes glaze over as you inflict them with tales of caching and they tell you the punchline of the story.

Your logs read like a review of a movie instead of logging what happened.

You know at least two cachers you literally loath but you have never met them.

You do a cache and remember the one that was there before it was archived. And the one before that. And the one before that.

You can touch type on your smartphone.

You keep your nails short and now own a scrubbing brush.

You used to use alcohol gel and wet wipes religiously. Now you just wipe on the top of your leg.

You actually send old fashioned letters again ... sending items to other cachers and waiting for yours.

You can no longer watch hoarders with your head held high.

You can make ink from crushed grass, mud, or anything.

 

finally - your geohound lunges into the car to go geocaching. But the next day has to be dragged into the car.

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When you are explaining to a police officer exactly what you were doing behind the grocery store crawling through the bushes with a flashlight on a rainy night in December.

 

Brilliant just brilliant. Happened to a friend of ours. Has happenes to the same friend a few times.

 

You can imitate talking to someone on the phone to cover yourself ... but you start to hear replies.

You lost weight when you started and now you're fat from takeaways so you can cache longer.

When someone publishes a TB hotel near you, you groan audibly.

You know caches near you that contain a pen when you forget yours and you stop off on the way.

You search for a certain cachers found its, because you know they drop swag from a certain company.

You know it won't be worth it if a certain cacher has already been.

You own more rechargeable batteries than you ever have before in your life.

You can tell who has searched a GZ by the state it's been left in.

You can tell if a certain cachers DNF holds any value.

You know exactly who will have beaten you to FTF dependant on time of day.

You can see a hide from the car and are totally shocked if you are wrong.

You love the new search facility because it allows you to filter certain cachers caches.

You no longer notice cuts and bruises. Maybe in the shower but only in passing.

You start telling newbies off for grabbing TB's and they miss mileage.

You can't remember the doing the cache at all to log it, until someone reads the hint.

Youve trodden in more dog mess in the time you have been caching than you have in your whole life and you can clean your boots in minutes.

You pick up your own dogs dog mess more since you have been caching than you have in your whole life.

Your muggle friends faces go blank and eyes glaze over as you inflict them with tales of caching and they tell you the punchline of the story.

Your logs read like a review of a movie instead of logging what happened.

You know at least two cachers you literally loath but you have never met them.

You do a cache and remember the one that was there before it was archived. And the one before that. And the one before that.

You can touch type on your smartphone.

You keep your nails short and now own a scrubbing brush.

You used to use alcohol gel and wet wipes religiously. Now you just wipe on the top of your leg.

You actually send old fashioned letters again ... sending items to other cachers and waiting for yours.

You can no longer watch hoarders with your head held high.

You can make ink from crushed grass, mud, or anything.

 

finally - your geohound lunges into the car to go geocaching. But the next day has to be dragged into the car.

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... you give directions by well known cache locations.

... you are shopping and your pulse increases in the container section of the market.

... you see a lamp post base with vertical pinstripes and know why.

... you don't own a gun, but have lots of ammo boxes.

... well into the age of digital cameras you still see film cans on a regular basis.

... you describe your latest cache creation like a proud parent.

... you fly half way around the world and the first thing you want to do when you disembark is go find a cache.

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...if you relate more on your geocaching app's detailed maps to find a certain address than on your ambulance's navigation system (actually happened twice the last two weeks to me).

 

...if you don't like car pooling because it limits your flexibility to go for caches (happened last weekend and will happen again tomorrow :( ).

 

...if you regularly check your car for motor oil, cooler water, wheel pressure and spare GPSr batteries.

 

...if you privately own a UV flashlight.

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