Mmmm Donuts

My family is silly.

I use multi million dollar satellite technology to find tupperware in the woods.

This Geocache required pirate poetry to be left in the logbook before you could take any "treasure" out of the box. I left a haiku that went something along the lines of:
Pirates Rob and Rich
must surrender the booty.
Or the parrot dies.


Pirate Rob there has discovered some kind of jellyman.


I went geocaching with the folks while in Virginia for Labor Day weekend. There was a cache out in the middle of extremely high brush and none of us were dressed for it really. I told mom and dad to wait for me while i forced my way through the undergrowth and to the prize. They, being awesome, refused to stay behind and broke trail through that mess. Mom in front, because she is Rambo and hardcore like that. Dad bringing up the rear and occasionally getting us back on course.


Mom found the cache!

haha