We all love adventures. Real adventures. Gabriel Nights; Sins of the Father or Rise of the Dragon are some of the best ever produced adventure games. I’d pity you if you’ve not watched the sequence of Indiana Jones, or Johnny Depp’s ‘Pirates of Caribbean’.
If you’ve watched “The Treasure of Sierra Madre”, or “The African Queen”, then you know that not prostitution but Treasure hunting is the most ancient professions on earth. Geocaching is the present day treasure hunting. People get to experience real-life hiking and hunting for treasure through Geocaching.
“Life is not what it is but how you make it”
This site was initially established in early 2009 and operated through to early 2012 with the intention of helping people have a chance to visit great places in Nova Scotia and the rest of the world where they would learn and practice Geocaching.
The site is for visitors that can get the opportunity to once more explore the real-world of treasure hunting.
The Biggest, Yet Smallest, Surprise Of My Life
Of all of my Geocache adventures, the first one I ever went on was my favorite. Even though it was several years ago, I still remember the experience as if it was yesterday. My dad had planned a family trip to Nova Scotia. I remember my older sister Abby and I being really excited about it, but not being very thrilled about the hike that my dad wanted us to go on.
We repeatedly told him that there was no way we were going, but then dad told us that the whole point of the trek was to go find a Geocache. We didn’t know much about it, but the idea of finding a hidden treasure did sound like fun.
When we got to Nova Scotia, the first thing we did was plan what we were going to leave behind and it seemed that all we could talk about was finding the Geocache. I decided that I would leave a friendship bracelet I had made at camp, my sister chose a book whose title I can’t remember, dad decided on $5 American cash, and mom picked a nice pair of warm hand gloves since it was chilly outside.
The day of our adventure was probably the only day that Abby and I didn’t complain about being up before 9 a.m. I remember that the Geocache we had picked required a couple mile hike through the woods and my dad was insistent that this “was the one” because it was the easiest to find. Looking back, he probably just took advantage of the opportunity to keep us outdoors longer and didn’t care about the difficulty.
I don’t really remember much about the beginning of the hike since we were just on a trail. The area was very beautiful though and I do remember seeing some deer off in the distance. What I do remember is our lunch because dad suggested we make a family game out of the Geocache hunt. He grabbed a notebook and told us to write down our guesses. He said that whoever correctly guessed the item or got the closest would get to pick what we did on our vacation for a whole day.
I knew I had really wanted to see an outdoor market and a few other landmarks so I thought about what would be in the box for a long time. Dad guessed that there would be plastic snakes inside which we reasoned was because he had almost stepped on a real one. Mom was hoping that there was bug spray inside, my sister thought there would be coins, and I was secretly praying that there would be semi-precious stones inside because those were and still are some of my favorite souvenirs.
The closer we got to the cache, the harder it became to get to. We had to leave the path behind and make our way through the thick brush. I don’t remember exactly how far we had to go, but it felt like a long ways. I know mom got really irritated because she kept getting stabbed by thorn bushes and at some point she took the machete away from dad and started slicing up every plant that was within arm’s distance. I had to stop because I was laughing so hard which only made her more determined to kill every leaf, bush, and stick within the area.
When we got to the spot marked on the GPS, we gave a quick look around with no luck. After a few minutes, dad got really upset that we couldn’t find the box and gave up. Mom continued to search through the bushes by hacking them up, and Abby and I checked the tree branches. Dad sat down on a fallen tree trunk to pout and when he did, it cracked under his weight revealing the Geocache.
I’ll never forget the feeling of seeing the box for the first time. I was excited, overwhelmed with emotion, and felt like I had accomplished something. My stomach was in knots and full of butterflies. I still feel this way today, even with the easy to find caches. Inside was a handful of postcards from around the world, gold coins, a crocheted scarf, a star patch, some other stuff that I can’t remember, and at the very bottom was a small, shiny black object wrapped in a piece of notebook paper.
The object was an obsidian arrowhead and for the longest time, I just stared at it in wonder. While it goes without saying that I won the challenge, I couldn’t get over my find. It was smooth, beautiful, and beyond any of my expectations.
I’ll never forget what the note said:
“hope this arrowhead serves you well. I attached it to a stick and used it to kill some pond spirits that looked like frogs but I can assure you they were evil ghosts. I also used the arrowhead later as a back scratcher and while it works great, be careful because it’s pretty sharp and can cut you if you’re not paying attention.
Oh, I should also mention that the arrowhead might be haunted. It likes to roll around at night on hardwood floors yelling ‘feed me souls’ so I had to part with it. Hopefully it serves you well. Good luck!”
Obviously, my folks were a little less than thrilled with me keeping the arrowhead and note but I insisted. Also, it meant that I had won the game. Instead of sightseeing, I convinced everyone to go on another Geocaching adventure. And if you’re wondering, to this day, I still have the arrowhead on my dresser and it was my favorite find. Also, no, it does not get up in the middle of the night demanding to be fed souls.