In honor of Pi Day, I thought I’d share my somewhat geeky failed geocaching adventure.

A friend of mine asked me if I’d heard of geocaching. Sure. That’s something another friend of ours does with her kids while they’re on vacation (you follow clues until you find the container and you can leave something and take something out of the cache OR just write your name on the list). She said that she had the app or GPS on her phone and we set out to find some treasure. We went to the first site. There were some gentlemen working on a truck, so we had to wait because you’re supposed to be stealthy and not let people see you casing the joint. As you can imagine, I’m not very subtle and ended up combing the entire area like I was on an Easter Egg Hunt.
It seemed we were in the right location, but the only places we found that it might be were inside holes in trees that were half full of damp leaves. Now, I don’t know about you, but there are FEW things that I’m going to reach into a dark hole for and a film cannister with a list for me to write my name on isn’t even close. In case you’re wondering what I would reach into a probably spider-infested hole for:
-qiviut yarn
-Blue Heron Rayon Metallic (Slate/Silver)
–Vicuna Yarn
You may be seeing a pattern here.
We hunted for about 20 minutes and didn’t find anything. On to the next site.
This location was more crowded, so I sat down on a bench and pretended to be playing on my phone while I scoped out the area. No dice. There was supposed to be something near the Red Box machines. One of the boxes was making a really weird and somewhat disturbing noise, so after not finding anything for 10 minutes or so, we decided to call it “the half hour we’ll never get back” and headed off to get some lunch….I remain, the world’s most unsuccessful geocacher.

Happy Pi Day, Everyone! and Happy Birthday to ASR, hope you get some pie!