Groundspeak wanted to see how many geocachers could go geocaching on a single day! They've chosen 10-10-10, since the date represents 10 years of geocaching and 10 years of Groundspeak in 2010. Bring your friends, bring your family, bring your worst enemy (if that's what it takes) and let's see if we can beat the previous record of 56,654 accounts logging on April 18, 2010.
Breakfast/Coffee Meet & Greet
Here is your opportunity to mingle with other cachers. Pick their brain on one of their hides or ask how they got to a waypoint. What ever the reason come on out and have a little social time while having breakfast, talking to others about your obsession.
N 50° 01.704
W 125° 14.633
Space is limited to aprox 30 so please sign up early
This is as much partying as we do these days but it rocked our socks off! You know the 'trekkies'...well, us 'geocachers' are just as obsessed about our fun! Our passion does not keep us cooped up but rather, it takes us out as much as possible!!
We got together... about 30 of us, putting team names to faces we've see written in the log books, we shared our cache 'finds' and stories; every cache has an adventure story to go with it, you know! Important gadget info concerning different GPS's, Iphone technology, and how to make your batteries last longer (to get just one more geocache) were only a few of the topics we chatted about.
The food...well, we ordered breakfast but who can eat with so much excitement and discussion about clues, and batteries, and compasses, and fun caches to find, etc?
Shenanigans...the character with the wild, crazy hair made everyone bust a gut when he removed his hat revealing his big bald noggin! A mystery puzzle with no clues was being passed around, and for the ones who could solve it, they could 'log' it!(mean, just plain mean...we didn't solve it!) An actual geocache was also being passed around for the event. This fine work of art created high levels of frustration; the cache was made of black pvc pipe and on the inside of the pipe was a teeny tiny key which needed to be guided through an internal maze. Once the key was through the maze, it needed to drop out of the bottom and in to your hand to unlock top so we could sign the log book...sounds easy right...it wasn't! As different people were trying to manoever and manipulate, my hubby was watching with his eagle eye, developing his own strategy. By the time breakfast was over, I was pulling out my wallet and ready to pay any some of money to the kid, yes, the eight year old kid to open it for us...we (I) don't like to go home with a dnf (did not find) Bill could tell you how big my bottom lip can get!!
P.S. The boy's mom wouldn't allow him to be payed off, however...he did open the geocache for us... thankfully! You could almost compare the site to a flock of seagulls fighting over that one piece of bread!