Learning to say NOPE!

When you’re out hunting for geocaches, you’re going to fail from time to time. Sometimes the cache is just missing. Sometimes it gets too dark on you. And sometimes, as I experienced thrice today, you just decide to say NOPE!Nope[1]

After receiving an alert for 5 brand new nearby caches during an afternoon meeting, I headed out to pick up just one. I wasn’t feeling super as it was, but these all looked like easy grabs. I picked up one (leaving the others for other cachers to find first), and parked in a nearby cemetery to compose my log. Also… hey cemetery! I’ll bet there’s a cache here. Indeed there was. Emphasis was. This one seemed to be a typical abandoned / muggled cache that was no longer there. The previous two seekers reported not finding the cache. Well, that was a little disappointing, so I looked for a couple others I might pick up on my way back to the highway.

The first was a T4 due to “proximity to water and barbed wire.” Sounded interesting, so I went to check it out. Considering it was on the other side of a ditch with at least a 4-foot width of standing water, this was a quick and easy “nope!”.

The next was also a T4 with a “little hike and some steep hill scrambling.” I actually parked and approached this one. I took a few steps off the path and considered my circumstances. Failing light – though now I’m well-equipped with a rugged flashlight. Fading cell phone battery – I do have an external pack but of course, it wasn’t with me today. Finally, after I took a few steps off the path and was immediately blocked by thick thorns, I reminded myself that I’ve been fighting a cold or sinus infection for over a week. Tackling something like this would definitely be a bad idea. This looks like a fun location to try another sunny day when I’m feeling better.

After three disappointments in a row, I figured a couple of easy cemetery caches were in order. The first one was a quick find on a steep incline. The other was a “nope!” of a different kind. As I approached the cemetery, I saw a truck parked by it and someone with an easel set up right next to GZ. While this might’ve been a great opportunity to meet a random stranger, perhaps introducing them to geocaching as a unique way to find new beautiful vistas to paint, my introversion kicked into high-gear, and I drove on by.

Geocaching is a great, fun hobby. It remains fun only as long as you don’t get too disappointed by a few “Did Not Find”s or at the decision to skip a cache you’d rather not approach. Since I’m not in this for the numbers, I was perfectly fine with all of my “nope!”s today.

Cache on!

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