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!