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This past weekend on Sunday I went geocaching. Geocaching is a hobby where you use a GPS to find your way to a cache or hidden box. Geocaches can be found in wooded and urban areas. The location doesn’t matter. The box itself is sometimes empty except for a logbook to sign to show you found it. Sometimes there are items inside that you can choose from as a souvenir and leave one of your own in its place. The fun is in the finding of the little hidden treasure and exploring the outside world. There are a few million geocachers around the world, so this is a very popular sport. I haven’t done it since I lost my sight, but I was really missing it. I have been wanting to try it again as I have been gaining confidence exploring the world around me again. Question was how to make it accessible in my new circumstances.

As the popular quip goes, there is an  app for that. The IPhone 4 as as an app for geocaching. With the accessibility of the IPhone,  I can access a lot of the information, though not all, with my braille display. If the app developers  and cache owners provided a little text information about where their caches are it would be even better. We found many caches that were within a short distance from our house including one that is within walking distance.

We chose the sunny day of Sunday out of whim and took off to see what we could find. One was at the beginning of a new subdivision that used to be a wooded and open field area just a year or so ago. They are now doing construction right at the cache site, so my husband acting as my Support Services Provider, SSP, for the day decided that Little Joe and I needed to wait on the sidewalk. He found the cache right about where the GPS said it would be, but rain and construction had caused deep eroded ruts and construction objects like iron pipes prevented me from safely getting to it. My husband took a picture, showed me the cache that consisting of a slightly soggy logbook in a fishing tackle box, and then used the phone’s app to record our visit to the cache including a picture uploaded to the international geocaching web site. After returning the cache to its hiding spot, we then headed for the next cache.

The next one named “Bridge over the River Kwai” in reference to a bridge at the site and an old Vietnam movie by the name had steeper and wooded terrain. Joey amply led me around ruts and rocks and down the steep hill safely to the bridge over a creek rushing fast from the recent rains. We crossed the bridge, and Joey helped me navigate around a huge boulder about the size of some small cars. Behind the rock, Joey helped me find a hollowed out tree stump. I felt around with Scott and Joey’s eyes watching for my safety until I found a red piece of cloth with string attached to a waterproof container about the size of a small camera bag. Scott signed to me that the container was army green with a label stating, “Official Geocache. Please do not remove.” I opened it up to find a logbook and several types of little toys including a ball and some sticky-feeling plastic figures. Scott said the sticky feeling was normal. I remember making squishy, soft plastic toys with a kit as a kid. Scott said that was kind of what these were. We took pictures of Joey and me with the cache and then used the app again to register that we found it, and then I placed the cache back into its hiding spot myself. I have to admit that I was thrilled at having made the find and having traversed the terrain with Joey to get to the spot.

The third one we went to was called, “Does this Cache Make by Bass look Big” in reference to the location in the woods next to Bass Pro, the big fishing and hunting store franchise. It was in the woods at the end of a road where the pavement just goes off and stops in preparation for possible shopping center expansion. There was a huge hill. Scott wasn’t sure if I could make it down without falling. Well, I was excited, so I showed him that I am not too old to go down a hill the best way- sliding down on my butt! I slid somewhat fast, but it was fun and exhilarating. I made it to the bottom with Joey happily jumping behind me. The only damage was a green and slightly red clay mark on the seat of my pants. One of which I haven’t had since I was a kid. I felt remarkably young again. I wasn’t going to ruin things by thinking about how I might feel the next day, though. We looked, but where it seems the cache is was not a good place that day. There was a little drop off and a creek with a little climb up to the next bank. I could do it probably since I was just a few years ago hiking and backpacking with residual sight. The problem was that the recent rains made it too muddy to try that day.

We will go back when the ground has dried out, but I was just thrilled to be doing something so active and as independently as I possible could do. Yes, I need an SSP now, and I won’t be able to actually get to every cache myself, but this is a hobby done best with friends and family anyway. With some more accessible and safe locations, I wonder if other blind and deafblind would like to do this fun and healthy activity.

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