Geeky Fun

It's no secret that the Hayleys are a little geeky. I don't care - I'm nearly 40 and I'll be geeky if I darn well feel like it.

{Hmmm...reading that makes me think I have some latent hostility issues regarding a certain upcoming birthday. Anyway.}

So, as I've shared before, we like to geocache. As a result, three of my 101 list items dealt with the sport. I've already hidden a geocache, but still needed to find 300 geocaches and go on a century run.

Finding 300 geocaches is self-explanatory: I wanted to find and log 300 geocaches. But what on earth is a century run?

A century run involves finding 100 geocaches in a set time period - usually one day or a weekend. I'm not insane (though some may argue that point), so I hoped to do a century run in one weekend.

The Memorial Day weekend and several East Texas Power Trails (short stretches of road with several caches set at the minimum 600 feet apart) provided the perfect opportunity.

Geocaching is more fun with a group, by the way, so we hit the trails with our good friends. They introduced us to the sport in the first place. The Boy, I might add, was very careful to avoid anything that looked like poison ivy.

And late in the afternoon of Day 2, we found cache #100! Success!!!

Let me tell you - finding 100 caches in two days was no small feat. Lots of effort and, since it was extremely hot that weekend, lots of water went into the 260+ mile trek.

Along the way, The Boy and I found our 300th cache. I love it when two goals are achieved at nearly the same time.

I'm almost embarrassed to show that photo. I was a sweaty mess. Sad if you consider that I spent most of the time driving the truck, not hunting for caches. Yes, it was that hot outside. I sweat just watching everyone else work.

And my decision to drive rather than hunt may or may not have been influenced by the discovery of a tick running down my front. There may or may not have been excessive screaming. I really can't talk about it - still traumatized, you see.

To celebrate, we ended our geocaching run at an East Texas institution - David Beard's Catfish King.

We were pretty dirty and gross after our geocaching effort - catfish (a dirty and gross fish, unless it's farmed) seemed the perfect thing to eat.

What a weekend!