Bushwhackin' in White Butte
This past weekend C and I got to go soak up some sun and fresh air and a few thorn bushes with our friends, Kevin and Dauminique. For the past few months they've gotten into the newest exploration craze called geocaching. It's where other geocaching enthusiasts hide small caches all over the globe. You can log onto websites that list the GPS coordinates of these caches and program them into your own GPS unit. You then strike off in search of these treasures.
That's Butte with an 'e,' smart ass.
This weekend we headed out to White Butte, which is about 20 minutes east of Regina. With bikes and lunch and sunscreen strapped to the car, we went in search of some hidden booty.
It didn't take us long before we found our first geocache, even with me commandeering the GPS unit this time and leading the way through the bush. Of course, stupid California boy left his shoes in the car and decided to go tramping around in the thicket with nothing but sandals. Not recommended. Funny how bare feet seem to come in contact with every sprig of wild rose bush on a path.
That's some haul! Cha-ching!
Each geocache has a log book which each finder adds an entry to. It's really interesting to look back and read about all the other people who have come across it. People also usually leave little prizes like small toys, refrigerator magnets and other knick knacks. If you take something from the geocache it's polite to leave something of your own.
"Dang! There isn't a bottle of Scotch in this one either!"
We found two geocaches in the area that day. At the first geocache we took a squeezy fish toy and left a small flashlight. Cool. At the second geocache we found we took a troll doll and left an ash tray with an Indian (as in the country India) motif. Adventure!
The second geocache also contained a travel bug! A travel bug is something that's supposed to move from one geocache to another.
This type of bug you don't eat.
It was in the shape of a dog tag and had a number stamped on it. When you find one, you log onto the website and enter in its number to let everyone know you found it. Then when you go out geocaching again, you leave it for someone else to find. Pretty soon you can go online and track the little bugger all over the world.
C and Kevin blazing the trail.
Aside from all of the treasure hunting and swag trading, we got to ride through some really beautiful country. The trail was mercifully flat for the most part, except for an occassional small, sand-trapped hill.
Didn't I see this in The Blair Witch Project?
At one point the path was blocked by these branches. It looked as though it was thrown together by a drunk beaver who flunked out of engineering school. However we would not be deterred and we walked our bikes through and pressed forward. Nice try, Mr. Beaver!
We also stopped for a while and had lunch. The weather was perfect, not too hot and definitely not cold at all, and not a cloud in the sky.
Here C and R are loading up on some vitamin B. Mmmm...refreshing!
* C's edit: "YES! YES! This is a picture of Raul in the WOODS! And he's SMILING! Of course, he DOES have a Rickard's Red in his hand... *
After about four hours of riding, caching and lunching, we trekked back to the cars and headed home. If you haven't tried geocaching, we definitely recommend it. Just be sure to wear some suitable footwear! Ha!
Until next time... adventure!
R-
That's Butte with an 'e,' smart ass.This weekend we headed out to White Butte, which is about 20 minutes east of Regina. With bikes and lunch and sunscreen strapped to the car, we went in search of some hidden booty.
It didn't take us long before we found our first geocache, even with me commandeering the GPS unit this time and leading the way through the bush. Of course, stupid California boy left his shoes in the car and decided to go tramping around in the thicket with nothing but sandals. Not recommended. Funny how bare feet seem to come in contact with every sprig of wild rose bush on a path.
That's some haul! Cha-ching!
"Dang! There isn't a bottle of Scotch in this one either!"We found two geocaches in the area that day. At the first geocache we took a squeezy fish toy and left a small flashlight. Cool. At the second geocache we found we took a troll doll and left an ash tray with an Indian (as in the country India) motif. Adventure!
The second geocache also contained a travel bug! A travel bug is something that's supposed to move from one geocache to another.
This type of bug you don't eat.
C and Kevin blazing the trail.
Didn't I see this in The Blair Witch Project?We also stopped for a while and had lunch. The weather was perfect, not too hot and definitely not cold at all, and not a cloud in the sky.
Here C and R are loading up on some vitamin B. Mmmm...refreshing!* C's edit: "YES! YES! This is a picture of Raul in the WOODS! And he's SMILING! Of course, he DOES have a Rickard's Red in his hand... *
After about four hours of riding, caching and lunching, we trekked back to the cars and headed home. If you haven't tried geocaching, we definitely recommend it. Just be sure to wear some suitable footwear! Ha!
Until next time... adventure!
R-
posted by Raul at 2:56 PM
3 Comments:
this makes me want to try geocaching:)
It's nice to see C going from being IN the meat grinder to using an actual meat grinder. To be honest, that whole photo documented meat-a-polusa was sort of mind bending. People really do this huh? I mean, these grinder things show up in my neck of the woods as old world antiques. The sausages did look terrific however, so I say Bully for both C and R. A little hot mustad and ice old beer would be the perfect finishing touches.
Thinking ahead I wanted to offer up a suggestion: Have you guys ever heard of 1800's House? Maybe you guys could put a show together like that for PBS. 1960's house perhaps?
Have fun guys. Seems like you know how to make that happen no matter what is set before you.
Geocaching is a lot of fun. The kids and I have gone out on numerous occasions and had a blast. In true California fashion, one of our most interesting cache searches was for a box posted directly over the epicenter of an earthquake that occured in San Ramon! So far we've only been stumped once on our quests....and I still think someone stole THAT cache!!
Sounds like you're having fun.
P.S. How was that Red?
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