Have you ever found yourself out and about and just needed to grab a cache or two, only to arrive at the GZ and realized that you had to climb a tree while wearing a pair of heels? Or maybe you scaled a 4 ft rock wall into the woods while on a walk through a tea garden with friends who happen to ask “is there a cache nearby?” and found there indeed was one, but you were wearing a full length dress at the time? Or maybe you crossed a ditch and over some railroad tracks while once again in heels? Or stood on a bench to feel around the roof of a pavilion after church wearing your Sunday dress and heels?
If you’re anything like me, you’ve done all of these or more. Geocaching like a crazy person in a dress and heels has become fairly normal for me. The locals here realize it and for that, I give you my cache: A Well-Dressed Cacher.