Friday morning, I decided to go in to work late so I could hit an Event in downtown Austin. It's not something I normally do, but a) I was already making it a long weekend because of the eclipse, so nobody really cared much about Friday and b) I wasn't going to leave a Lackey … Continue reading The Unsung →

A new, young cacher has recently shown up in Austin. I suspected this from his handle, but it was confirmed when I met him at one of his caches. To be honest, I have multiple feelings about his caches thus far. The first one was quite good, a small in a tree growing in the … Continue reading The New Arrivals →

So, I’m pretty blasé and jaded when it comes to caches.  As a previously mentioned consequence, I am not exactly liberal with my disbursement of favorite points.  When I discuss them, I often use the phrase “stingily hoarded,” and having almost seven hundred favorites remaining, I feel that is an accurate assessment.  Imagine my surprise … Continue reading Fine! It’s Cute, OK? →

The girls were visiting Austin over the weekend, so I saved a special cache for a Saturday morning jaunt. We popped over to Pease Park, one of the city’s downtown parks, to take in a new art exhibit, a recently installed troll sculpture made by artist and activist Thomas Dambo. My blasé daughters found it … Continue reading A New Virtual Bearing Fruit →

Some days, I have deep and interesting insights into the philosophy and reality of geocaching. This is not one of those days. Some days, life just happens, and I grab a cache in between the ebbs and flows of existence. Maybe I'm driving home from work or running an errand. Maybe I'm grabbing dinner or … Continue reading Just Hanging Around →

I’m not normally one to cache-shame, but I feel like I should take a moment to point out an example of what not to do (in my humble opinion).  I popped over to a newly published cache a few days ago, hoping to be First to Find.  I probably only made it because I, unlike … Continue reading Understanding The Assignment →

Once again, I and some of my caching friends were rolling around the back roads of Texas (specifically Bosque, Hamilton, and Erath Counties), finding caches on a power trail, some of which I had done several years back. However, we were out with a different goal in mind. The COs had decided earlier this year … Continue reading A CITO By Any Other Name →

A number of things happened while the girls and I were napping back in our room.  Challenge added a new feature this year: a mini carnival for fun and prizes.  It also had the traditional Individual Challenge.  We pretty much missed out on all that jazz.  Well, not all the jazz … … as there … Continue reading Afterwards; Or, I, The Terrible Correspondent →

We all gathered in our colors early on Saturday morning: myself, my daughters, and a whole bunch of cachers from all over. We had come to face each other, intent on bringing the Golden Ammo Can home to our own personal regions. This year involved a few changes on many levels of the competition. On … Continue reading The 22nd Annual Texas Challenge and Festival →

The girls and I awoke in a Wichita Falls hotel on Friday morning. When I travel alone, I barely even stay in hotels, but in the interest of being a good steward of my children, I booked a room at the convention center hotel. We spent our days enjoying hotel life close to all the … Continue reading The Day Before… →