Adventuring Elf Sisters

For father's day I had a note in my dad's card saying "I owe you a geocaching day". Unfortunately I worked all weekend, but today he cashed in that cache day. We had a lot of fun geocaching around Downingtown, PA- and since I'd found a few of these and my dad hadn't, I was able to be his "phone a friend" of sorts. ("Ask a daughter"?)

There are some spoilers in this post if you happen to be local.

First we set out to find West Bradford Multi. It had been a long time since I'd had a chance to do a multi-stage cache and today I was also my dad's lucky rabbit's foot; he'd looked for the first stage before with no luck, but now was able to find it. We tag-teamed finding the rest and reached the final cache- this can be a rare thing with a multi, to find it all in one trip!

Here are a picture of my dad nearing the final stage and one of me along the way:

And the bits that made up the caches on this were really unique! I mean, this pen contained a log with the coordinates for the next one:

What amused me most on this one, though, was my squirrel friend: As we neared the rest area, he popped his head out of the trashcan and all I could think was him saying "Hi!! I'm a squirrel! I like cupcakes!". I was busy going "awww!" but my dad thought he was a fake (what, like a game of whack-a-mole?). The little guy darted behind the building, munching on the cupcake wrapper he'd stolen, and as I walked around he did the squirrel equivalent of "Crap! There she is again!" and darted a few fence posts over where apparently he was magically safe. I snapped a picture, he realized I was still there and did the "Eep! She's back!" before finally running away. I seem to have met a fuzzy creature with ADD- or possibly one too obsessed with cupcakes to notice that silly human was still there. ;)

We looked for a few that were essentially park and grabs, then headed for one called It's not magic. This one was also too good to not be spoiler-y! At first I didn't get what this strange cache had to do with "magic" so my dad explained. Sheesh, I felt like an idiot. (In case you couldn't tell from my crummy picture, that's a fake mushroom on top.)

Then we headed to look for a cache my fiancé and I have tried to find at least three times, Wascally Wabbit. Now I know why we couldn't find it before: the GPS on our phone had us looking 75 feet away! Traded a toy bug for a cute cow on this one:

And here are pictures to prove to said fiancé that I did find that specific cache and that I'm not making this up, I swear! I really was there! The cow did come from there!

While at Kerr Park, we looked for the one my dad hadn't found yet, Downingtown Log House. For all the times that I've been there, I'd never gotten pictures! Here we are in front of the old log house:

While caching around there, my dad kept remarking that the old stone bridges had to have been built around the 1930's- he was really close, since a sign we found said it was established in 1927!

And speaking of old stone things, how did I never notice this fountain with what appears to be a greenman bit in the center?

All in all, a great caching day! The weather was nice and had a lovely breeze and we managed to find all but one of the ones we looked for (I think I had seven finds). Once again, though, I did find that my geocaching handle is way too friggin' long: It's rare when I can fit all of "Taurandirath" onto one line!

Long time no post! I've found a few geocaches this year, but either they were simple parking lot ones, or they were more interesting and I forgot my camera. Going to try to remember to keep the camera on me, though!

Today my dad got my attention by telling me the first thing we would be looking for would involve what looked like an ancient Greek statue. Since I'm rather obsessed with mythology and ancient Greece, this sounded like it was right up my alley! After fighting our way past a few guard geese (okay, they were just wandering the parking lot), we found the aforementioned statue. A previous cacher had named it "Concordius", Roman god of the town (Concordville, I believe), but after meeting him, I dubbed him...

Festivius, god of birthday parties and little brother of Dionysus:

WHY a statue would be in a community center complex wearing not one, but two party hats would be anyone's guess. And my guess? He's been partying too hard since his torso was no longer connected to his legs (that and missing some important body parts, of course). This is one god of parties that won't be doing any dancing anytime soon!

And here are me and my dad hanging out with him:

Now that the weather's nice, I'm planning on caching more, so look for more pictures soon! Who knows what strange thing I'll come across next time? It's almost a big number for me, too; today's caching took me to 99. Wonder if I can find an awesome one to be my 100th?