As we headed back to our car, my wife commented on the “sport” of geocaching: “Its like the Amazing Race… for junk.” We just found our first cache near our local sledding hill. It was a blue tupperware container hidden near a rock and covered with a pile of sticks. Both of the kids stepped on it when we found it.

In the cache were a number of trinkets and a log book. I signed the log book and the kids traded items with the cache. Our eldest put in a golf ball and took a mini deck of cards. Our youngest, dissapointed he couldn’t keep the whole cache, traded a Hot Wheels car for an M&M coin purse.

We were happy to find the cache. Our first attempt was a bust and we had only the time to look for one more before dinner. Our eldest said he likes geocaching because you can trade things you don’t like for things that you do. My wife enjoys getting outside and the thrill of finding the caches… she’s pretty competitive and likes puzzles, so geocaching is right up her alley.

The goal for me? My goal is to spend more quality time with my kids. Being together outside and working to find a cache is all the more I need.

Oh, and GPS nerdiness.

And feeling like a pirate.

Arrrr!!! Buried Treasure!