This Victoria Day weekend was a fun-filled, treasure hunting adventure!  Well, not all the time.  Well, maybe not even half the time.  But it was an adventure.

Saturday, houseguests continued on their way to Vancouver after a few days pitstop and Hubby, Wackyboy (as he likes to be called), and I began at 10.30 to promptly get very angry at one another.  I suppose me suggesting that we each buy our own GPS machines didn’t help.  First find was a jaunt through a neighbouring neighbourhood that had absolutely nothing to do with anything.  Wackyboy got the find since I didn’t want to crawl under the pine tree with the low boughs and retreived himself a Hotwheels watch (which proudly displays London time.  Hence his name, Wacky.)

Second location was a big of a walk but a beautiful area.  Got into another argument about which methods to use – the lat./long. vs. the little arrow pointer on the screen vs. the digital compass vs. pure guesswork.  Turns out a combination of all of the above works best!  Hubby found this one easily once I gave up the machine and stopped walking through the wild rose prickles.  Wackyboy collected a Pokemon little dude after debating for virtual seconds about whether or not he should actually collect a prize for Little Sister instead.  As she wasn’t there, the ‘you snooze, you lose’ rule applied.

Third cache was a no find after 1 hour (!!!) of searching.  Maggie (fondly AKA Magellan eXplorist 500 GPS unit) does NOT like being in the middle of a clump of trees on a hillside.  I deciphered the hint and also was not helpful.  Gave up.

Decided to take Little Sister out later in the afternoon.  Just us two.  Warning:  do not take kids who want to ride their bikes.  No, no, no.  What ends up happening is that you end up pushing their bike.  When you are pushing a bike around 3 kilometres of forest, you get a little cranky.  Got to location, spent 20 minutes poking around, no cache.  Frustrated!

Went to get a Slurpee and fill up bike tires.

I rode wee bike down the hill while Little Sister ran along behind avec Slurpee.  Discovered problem with bike.  Hole in back tire.  Flat.

Dragged bike to next location where we had searched two previous times.  10 minute search and accidentally sat on cell phone and automatically dialed Big Sister.  Funny!  Dragged bike up hill, hot, tired, houseguests return.  Highway is closed.  Since having spent the day treasure hunting, did not go get groceries for returned houseguests.  Tense.

Today, houseguests return home instead of heading East.  Housework and gardening galore, but find time to do one cache near suppertime.  Beautiful walk with all three kidlets, see a waterfall/spring, river, nice.  Can’t get to original planned cache because of fence.  Decide to do nearest cache instead.  Up the hill, down the hill, up the hill, and found!  How easily confidence is restored!

Look at the view, smile, and head home.  Yes, adventure is my middle name.