Geocaching: A Short Story

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One day while biking in the woods, a mysterious figure appeared out of the undergrowth. As I zipped past, I noticed that it appeared to be searching for something. Puzzled, I turned around. At a closer observation, he was a short, thin man with a smooth walking stick. Around his neck he appeared to have some kind of remote control device. After I asked him what he was doing, he kindly responded by explaining that he was a geocacher, someone who uses a GPS to find hidden treasures. At first, I didn’t quite understand him; what kind of hidden treasures were there in the woods? Pinecones? The man noticed my confusion and explained that his GPS directs him to a hidden container, and he was looking for one in the area. We walked for about a quarter mile toward an ancient bridge. “Zero,” he said, meaning that the GPS he had been using read that the …show more content…

With that in mind, I approached the director of my town’s Parks and Recreation department and pitched the idea of setting up a series of geocaches in his parks. In the first of many meetings, I explained to him the basics of geocaching, and how it could promote the reputation of the township. Without any deliberation, he supported my proposal and asked me to scout potential geocaching locations. So, I created a list of materials and developed a budget for the geocaches I intended on creating. After he bought the materials, I built the geocaches and placed them in the parks. While searching for interesting spots to hide geocaches, I came across an interesting spot: the house of revolutionary war colonel John Wetherill. When scouting the colonial house, for a spot to hide the geocache, I found an ancient, decaying, red barn hidden by the house. I immediately knew to place a geocache there because I wanted to attract people to this not well known historic site and to show people the hidden history of South

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