Which times are these? The ones that try men's souls.So, I was looking for a daily cache as I am wont to do. I had a couple of hours between one thing and another, and I figured I could grab a quick cache, get some dinner, and then go about with my plans. My closest … Continue reading These Are The Times →

I know I present myself to you as this put-together, high-speed, low-drag cacher. That is a carefully crafted illusion (both that I am high speed, low drag and that I successfully present myself as such). In reality, I mess it all up with what I believe is great beauty and aplomb. Caching is sometimes a … Continue reading Making A Mess Of Things →

First, I broke it. I was invited to a friend's birthday party at his new house a couple of towns over from Austin in Elgin. That was no inconvenience; I sometimes drive to Elgin to grab my daily cache. Before I arrived at the party, I took a little time to pick up something from … Continue reading Fregi, Currerunt, Scripserunt →

A couple of days ago, I received a bunch of emails. They were mostly notifications of new caches—just over half a dozen. Most of them I merely glanced over with little thought; they were part of an annoying series placed by our most prolific (and annoying) hider, and I had little (if any) intention of … Continue reading Technical Difficulties? →

I didn't feel too great yesterday. It was all I could do to get out of the house and find my daily cache. If I had been bedbound or something similar, I probably would have claimed a challenge, but not being truly infirm, I dragged myself out and got a cache. I should thank my … Continue reading The Long and the Short of It →

Saturday afternoon started off lousy. While the girls and I were at an event (not to be confused with an Event) at a library, someone stole my water bottle. I set it by a water fountain, nipped off into the men's room for three minutes, and when I stepped out, it was gone. It was … Continue reading For The Want Of A Bottle… →

A couple of days ago, I went to find a cache like I always do. I pulled up a Traditional on a map and drove to it. When I arrived, it was a dead end or YARN (Yet Another Road to Nowhere) that I recognized. There was a cache there I had never managed to … Continue reading Coming Around Again →

I was doing some website maintenance, specifically involving old pictures in old entries. As I was walking down memory lane, I saw a few that especially caught my eye or invoked other things, so I thought I'd take a few minutes to share some of them! To begin with, as a parent, it's hard to … Continue reading Dug From The Digital Mines →

Saturday, I did something that almost qualifies as new. I took my daughters out to find a few caches, most of which I had found long ago but one of which I had not. You might be forgiven for thinking this is no different from any other entry I've ever penned about taking the girls … Continue reading Momentous Days →

When it comes to sartorial issues, I am a vain man. On more than a few occasions, I have mentioned caching in more formal wear than one might expect or lamented the toll that caching has taken on my everyday clothing. So when the opportunity came to "cache in [my] pajamas," I scoffed at the … Continue reading Pajamas? Have You Met Me? →