If I Had Cockles on My Heart, They’d Be Warm
This is part of the reason why we cache, and why we place caches (from our Are You Shore You Don’t Know Jack cache in West Vancouver):
Wow! Now this is why I go geocaching on business trips.
So there I was stuck in meetings, looking out the window and noticing that the sky is clear–a February rarity in the Northwest. I begin to get restless. I’m hoping the meetings are done at least before dark and I figure that maybe I could nab a nearby urban micro or two. My heart, though, is pulling me toward a corner of the map that shows a lighthouse and a park along the inlet.
Then a miracle occurs: the meetings conclude at 4pm! I race back to my hotel, change clothes, grab my gear and head for the rental car. I’m glad I have everything pre-loaded into my GPS. By 5pm I’m walking down a path surrounded by giant pine trees and following the needle toward the cache.
I logged the cache about 5:30p and then stood there and admired the view. What a difference from the drab conference rooms, PowerPoint shows, and emails of the day. I’m used to mountains for sure, but you Canadians really have a great thing going here with the mountains rising right out of water.
Thanks, Left Coast Floyds, for placing this cache. It was just the energizing break I needed, and another great example of how geocaching has taken me to places I would have otherwise never seen.
Proimion
Centennial, Colorado USAPS. Go Avs!