February24
At the end of January, my friend introduced me to this fun, outdoor treasure hunting game, called Geocaching. The main idea is that you are given a waypoint, and from that waypoint, you either find the geocache or find the GPS co-ordinates to the cache location. A cache generally is a container containing a logbook and items such as toys and nick nacks.
So far, I have found 16 of these geocaches. Each cache varying in size, from a film canister, to a lunchbox and bigger. The locations also vary. Some are just at the side of a road, some are in a park hidden in the bush, others are well into bushland and require you to go in the middle of no where to find a cache. The hiding spots also vary in difficulty, and generally all factors determinethat such as size, terrain and location. A GPS is extremely handy and necessary for most of the caches to help you get to the co-ordinates of the cache.
Yesterday, my friend plus a few other people went to find a cache called “Omega Nutcase,” which is a five star cache. Geocaching is much more fun when you are doing it with friends or other geocachers, also having more than one pair of eyes is always an advantage. My friends came over the night before and brought the other puzzle pieces from the other caches in the series so we could try and figure out the co-ordinates for this cache. We had a general idea where it was located but we jut needed to pinpoint exactly where it is or else we would never find it. It would be like finding a needle in a haystack, literally.
The puzzle was pretty abstract but after 30 or so minutes, he managed to figure out what we were supposed to do, (he had already started doing the puzzle but the solution so far didn’t make sense.) I pretty much did the typing and then we were all sorted. We knew where on the island the cache was located, now it was just a matter of getting there, at the right time. We had to plan when we were going so we could get across to the island and back before the tides came in.
Anyway, yesterday morning at 11am, we left to go out to Warrington Beach. By the time we got there, it was about 11:40am so we quickly made it across the water over to the island. (Google Maps) We had to cross 2 streams of water to get there. The first one was a bit over the knees and the second one was at the knees. There were heaps of snails, cockles (well the shells,) and crabs. Oh, lets not forget all the sandflies, but I was well covered and didn’t get any bites.
When we were on the island, it was now time to venture into the trees and bushes to get to the middle of the island to get to the cache. It took about 20 to 30 minutes to get around the the location of where the cache was. It was a bit hard to use the GPS because it was bouncing everywhere. There could be many reason to that such as the overcast weather, or all the trees in the area. After about an hour of looking and going around in circles (literally,) we thought we had the general area worked out, and it was within 10 to 20 metres from the area where we were.
After looking around the area and climbing a few trees for the next 30 to 40 minutes, we were getting a little tired. We couldn’t stay here for too much longer because the tide would be starting to come in. This was our only opportunity because we would most likely, never come back. We stepped over a fallen tree and my mate looked up a few small trees to find a green ammo tin that was well camouflaged in the tree. We climbed the tree, took a look inside and signed everyone’s names in the logbook. There were only 2 other peoples names in the logbook when we got there.
Now it was time to get out of there and on to the beach. We ran through all the bushes and tree branches onto the beach. Then we ran down the beach to get to the point where we started from, where we left a bag with our belonging in it. When we got there, we had a cup of coke and some jelly beans before making the journey back to where we began. We knew the streams would be higher because we could see the water coming in. The first stream was now half way between out waist and knees. The next one was deep. On me, it was just below my arms, but on the rest of the group, that are a little taller than me, it was a bit past their waists.
When we got back, we were soaking and tried to dry ourselves and our clothes the best we could before making our way back into the city. We were happy that we finally found the cache! We thought we done a good job. To be honest, the best part of the adventure was the nice warm shower at the end. Geocaching is a lot of fun. If you would like to start looking for some caches, you can go to the Geocaching website, and look for caches near you.