In the quiet hush of nature's fold,
A geocacher's tale begins, untold.
Beneath the azure skies, they roam,
Seeking treasures, yet unknown.
With GPS in hand, they trace,
The hidden paths, the secret place.
Through fields and forests, they wander free,
In search of hidden mystery.
They brave the thicket, the rugged trail,
Their spirit strong, they shall not fail.
For in the heart of nature's hold,
Lies the geocache, a story untold.
With eager eyes, they scan the ground,
Where clues and hints may yet be found.
And there, amidst the rocks and ferns,
The treasure awaits, their yearning churns.
A box of wonders, a trove so grand,
In their hands, they hold the land.
For geocaching is more than just a game,
It's a journey of discovery, without shame.
So let us roam, both near and far,
To find the caches, beneath the stars.
For in the wilderness, we find our glee,
In the joy of geocaching, wild and free.
CONGRATULATIONS Ranger170 ftf