Fall Caching at Bellevue State Park

Last week I was doing some early morning caching at Bellevue State Park. It was a crisp, clear morning to tackle the two caches that currently live there, GC37E6 and GC2FZRF. I parked my car, checked the GPS, and followed the gravel path onto the walking track. I stepped onto the sandy surface of the track and stopped dead. For those who are unfamiliar, the mile long exercise track rings a small pond, several pavilions, park benches, picnic benches, a few volleyball courts, and part of a disc-golf course. 
I stood there and stared at the pond as the sun rose slowly behind me. It did not appear to be water. Not even the faintest wisp of a breeze stirred the leaves on the trees or disturbed the surface of the pond. It looked as if a celestial hand had formed a perfect sheet of mirrored glass from the cool water. I always cache with my camera so I will stop my feeble attempts at description and simply let the pictures speak for themselves...

Fallen Hero

One of America's many heroes, draped once more in the Stars and Stripes.

Found at the cache Dickinson VonHorn. A great cache on a beautiful fall afternoon in October.

Cemetery Caching or Am I Just Weird?

Saturday morning I awoke and resolved to find my one hundredth cache. I was not able to get started until one in the afternoon and I was sitting at seventy-nine. It was going to be a real challenge to find twenty-one caches before I lost the day light but I was determined to storm the beaches and make a go of it anyway. I got off to a great start, finding five in an hour. My GPS glowed warm in my hand as I flew from location to location, a man on a mission. My lofty goal seemed like it could actually be within reach. In my mind I was already composing the photograph for when I would find that hundredth cache. Should I model feigned surprise? Heady triumph? Manly bravado? Well, whatever I would do, it would be epic, like my twenty-one cache day.

But then I came upon cache number GC2FJ7V, Saint George's Cemetery. I knew then and there that my goal was in jeopardy because I love cemeteries.

OK...that last sentence sounded a lot less creepy and twisted in my head. An explanation perhaps?

So What the Heck is Geocaching, Anyway?

In these days of economic woe, where a family trip to the local amusement park could potentially cost you the equivalent of a small down payment on a new car, it can be difficult to find activities for the entire family to enjoy that won't put a British Petroleum size hole in your bank account. Wouldn't it be nice to have an activity that could involve the entire family, be almost as much fun when you do it alone, that encourages exercise and a love of the outdoors, and costs a mere fraction of the cost of that amusement park trip (without the large crowds and sweaty lines too)?

Well...welcome to Geocaching!