So, my younger daughter now has her own trackable! I promised one to each of my daughters and my older daughter forgot hers so it’ll have to wait for another day. In the meantime, you can follow Kirby on his adventures!
Well, not quite yet. Had everything gone correctly, when this got published I would have been about 150 miles away. But my planned trip ended up going ker-flump at the last minute (well, 8 hours prior) so it’s going to have to wait until next week. Why does real life get in the way of caching? The silver lining is that the forecast predicts rain tomorrow and, as we well know, I’m annoyed as all get out with caching in the rain on roadtrips.
But this is not what I wanted to talk about (as evidenced by the title). For Christmas I received a fun little puzzle container from a secret Santa thing. I showed it to a friend of mine and, after spending 30 seconds trying to open it, he asked “What’s to stop me from smashing it with a hammer?” That annoyed me not because he was talking about smashing my new gift, but because this is not the first time I’ve run into a similar thing. A while back, I had to get a book from a library and I had to explain geocaching to a couple of the librarians in the process. One of them thought it sounded like a fun thing to do with her son, but the other one asked me “Do you win any money for this? Do we get some of what you find?” I get that people are goal oriented, but why do so many people seem to focus on what they get or how to destroy their way to the end? Why do so many not seem to grasp the idea of doing this for the joy of the chase? For the joy of the puzzle and the finding? It’s not the first time and probably won’t be the last but how can some people miss the point quite so much? GAAH!!!