Care should be
taken if you have to cross the road and children should be well and
truly supervised at all times.
Did you know that Rudyard Kipling was a geocacher?
IF.
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
IF
If you are not convinced by this poem that Kipling was a geocacher
then read on
The Explorer.
Edited
Tucked away below the foothills where the trails run out and
stop:
Till a voice, as bad as Conscience, rang interminable changes
On one everlasting Whisper day and night repeated--so:
"Something hidden. Go and find it. Go and look behind the
Ranges--
"Something lost behind the Ranges. Lost and waiting for you.
Go!"
So I went, worn out of patience; never told my nearest
neighbours--
Stole away with pack and ponies--left 'em drinking in the
town;
And the faith that moveth mountains didn't seem to help my
labours
As I faced the sheer main-ranges, whipping up and leading
down.
'Thought to name it for the finder; but that night the Norther
found me--
Froze and killed the plains-bred ponies; so I called the camp
Despair
(It's the Railway Gap to-day, though). Then my Whisper waked to
hound me:--
"Something lost behind the Ranges. Over yonder! Go you
there!"
Till the snow ran out in flowers, and the flowers turned to
aloes,
And the aloes sprung to thickets and a brimming stream ran
by;
But the thickets dwined to thorn-scrub, and the water drained to
shallows,
And I dropped again on desert--blasted earth, and blasting sky. . .
.
There I found me food and water, and I lay a week recruiting.
Got my strength and lost my nightmares. Then I entered on my
find.
Thence I ran my first rough survey--chose my trees and blazed and
ringed 'em--
Week by week I pried and sampled--week by week my findings
grew.
Well I know who'll take the credit--all the clever chaps that
followed--
God took care to hide that country till He judged His people
ready,
Then He chose me for His Whisper, and I've found it, and it's
yours!
Anybody might have found it, but--His Whisper came to Me!
Convinced?
It is magnetic and it is larger than a Nano.
Go and find it.