I have it.
The perfect shot.
I am looking through my viewfinder thinking “this is going to be good”.
Then this happens…
A sudden blur right in front of me.
My youngest has a super power.
He can pop up out of nowhere, right in front of a shot, at the worst possible time.
His timing is amazing.
This is why he is not allowed to come with me on shoots.
Well this and the fact he can get into trouble at the speed of light…
I got new boots which prompted me to take this.
Which lead to this…
Which was hard to do because they were doing this.
Then, too much of this man taking off without the other one lead to this…
And finally this.
He never gets to drive (because he is a really bad driver).
Oh the freedom!
Oh the wonder!
Oh the wall and rock the Gator is now wedged between…
I told you.
Bad driver.
My darling husband (I think I shall call him that from now on) and I took are two little rascals to Greenleaf State Park near Muskogee, OK.
We have not Geocached in a long time so we thought we would look up some caches this time.
What is Geocaching you ask?
Pretend like you asked…
It is when you use a GPS to find treasure…
That is what I tell my boys at least.
The less exciting version is:
Someone puts a water proof container (box, ammo can, film canister) in a location (mostly parks but they are sometimes just on the side of the road) and then puts the location up on the Internet. You then get the location, enter it into your GPS device, and try to find what they have hidden.
The bigger caches (containers) hold little trinkets that you can trade another trinket of the same value for.
Here is one of the caches we found (I actually found this one!). It was right in front of me and I just happened to look at it but that is just a technicality…
This is my oldest trading his car for some lego’s.
Warning:
If you have boys and you tell them they are pirates looking for treasure they may think they have to defend it.
Sorry to anyone that met us on the trail and my boys tried to attack you…
This cache was located here.
I saw it and said, “this is Oklahoma, you don’t hide things is a big rock pile. There are snakes.”
Sometimes I wish I was wrong…
This closer shot is courtesy of my darling husband(that nickname is really growing on me).
He was looking for the cache when I hear, “hmm”.
I know what that sound means.
So I very anxiously asked, “what?”
He said that he thinks he found a Cottonmouth and to bring him the camera.
I did, because I am odd like that.
How close was he you ask?
I stayed a little farther back.
One of us needed to live for the children’s sake.
I thought I should end with something pretty to maybe help you forget the snake.
You can find more information about Geocaching at geocaching.com
Not all the caches have snakes guarding them. I promise!