Day 4 of an epic geocaching journey with my two traveling companions, MaxB on the River and saintvi. We have an aggressive itinerary planned for the next 3+weeks.
Last night we made it into Manitoba after a 3 hour border crossing.
Excited about meeting up with my dear friend, b&ladventures this afternoon. I haven’t seen her for 2 1/2 years (since Covid). We met in Arizona where we were both snowbirds.
It has been a while since I have shared my story of how and why I started Geocaching. On September 2, 2016 was the date of my brother, CherokeeScott’s passing. He fought cancer with everything he could but lost to it in the end. MuggleMother passed 11 months later of a massive stroke.
In January 2015, I was wintering out in the Cottonwood, Arizona area near our mother, MuggleMother. Scott was struggling with the cold weather back in Indiana, so he decided to come for a visit. The first thing he wanted to do was drive to Hoover Dam. Turns out he wanted to find a Geocache in Nevada. He had been Geocaching for several years. I was aware of him doing this activity and had even seen the smileys on the map he had shown me on his computer. At the time I was a very busy Realtor so didn’t have time to pursue it further.
That winter of 2015 I had nothing but time due to my unfortunate physical restraints. I made the trip with him to Hoover Dam and he proceeded to tell me all about the ins and outs of Geocaching. We spent the next 10 days of his visit Geocaching together. We even made a trip down to Tucson. He wore out pretty easily, so one afternoon when he was taking a nap, MuggleMother and I decided we were going to try it on our own. We found a couple and one of them had four trackables!!! I was so excited. When I showed them to CherokeeScott he warned me not to just toss them in a drawer and forget about them. (Fat chance of that happening). He told me with such excitement about a little white polar bear he had put out in Nashville, Tennessee. It had traveled all over the world and was still going! He showed me the map of it’s travels. That little bear finally made it back to the US and I was able to track it down at the GIGA in Cincinnati. I visit it places but I can’t bring myself to part with it.
Geocaching is the legacy left to me by my brother, CherokeeScott. I miss him and wish we had
I appreciate all you do for geocaching.
Thank you for the hide.😊