GPS Scavenger Hunt For Tupperware

The other day I sat down in the work break room for my lunch. My friend, Sherry, asked me how I got started in Geocaching, and if I didn’t mind, tell her why.

If you know me, there’s always a story, which I was happy to share …

GPS Scavenger Hunt For Tupperware

When I thought about it, it was crazy collision course of circumstances. It was the summer of 2013. That July was special because my Dad was still here in the United States – he eventually moved to the Philippines permanently.

In addition, it was the middle of my 5 year birthday plan that would cumulate to a ginormous 40th birthday bash to end all celebrations. I was 37 at the time.

On a lesser note, it was a year removed from a break up that I was on the business end of it so my heart and soul was still healing.

So, what’s this got to do with GPS Scavenger Hunt For Tupperware? I tell ya …

I was at my bro’s, Scott, Fourth of July BBQ Party. We were reminiscing about my birthday party in February. My photo scavenger hunt idea was a big hit! My guests dressed up as superheroes while they ran around the Fremont area of Seattle on a cold night.

I was ruminating how cool it would be to have a GPS based scavenger hunt for objects. Sidney, Scott’s girlfriend, and her Mom exchanged quick glances.

Sidney asked, “Are you serious?”

I shrugged my shoulders, “Yeah. I mean that would be cool to find hidden objects that I placed with clues and shit.” Please know I’m 3-Captain and Cokes deep.

Sidney’s Mom smiles, “I assume you’ve never heard of Geocaching then.”

“Geo … WHAT?” I fire back. “What the hell is that?”

Sidney continues, “It a GPS based scavenger hunt for hidden objects that are given clues.”

I slump back into my lawn chair. “Oh, good,” I laugh. “I don’t have to invent anything then.” Once I returned home, and recovered from my hangover, I researched it.

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday

Ever since Mom died, we designated Sunday as our family day. That we would get together at rotating places: Renton, Sammamish. Movies, drinking, and dining out can only get us so far.

One Sunday almost a year later, I suggested we start geocaching. Of course, my sister and Dad asked what the hell was that. I explained it, after I showed them the quick video on the website: click here.

Geocaching is the real-world adventure that’s happening right now, all around you. Watch this video to learn more about what geocaching is, how it works and how you can become a part of it. After the video, head over to Geocaching.com to create your free account and to get started. Happy geocaching!

Groundspeak ~ from the Geocaching website

I had a printed a piece of paper that had coordinates on where a close one would be in the Renton area. We are outdoor enthusiasts so using a digital compass is our wheelhouse.

We thrashed around for about an hour, and couldn’t find the geocache. Even though, we literally had no idea what we were looking for exactly. But we were on the GPS Scavenger Hunt For Tupperware!

Defeated, we went to dinner.

Back To Basics

I was determined to make this work for us. I scoured the Geocaching Forums, and the interwebs. The suggestion kept routing back to the Geocaching App. Oh, I found it quickly. At this time, most apps were free, or .01 (yes, 1 cent) – this was $9.99! I gnashed my teeth, effing highway robbery, but I did it. I’m glad I did!

The next Sunday, I suggested we revisit Geocaching. They groaned but after some cajoling we hopped in the Ford Escort to the Whistle Stop Ale House in Renton.

After searching the area several minutes, the hostess came outside. She coyly asked, “Are you looking for the geocache hidden here?”

“Yes!” we exclaimed.

“Want a hint?” she pressed.

“Please!” we answered.

She smiled, “Check that bench.” She turned on her heel and return inside. In short order, we found it. A thumbnail sized magnetic container. So small, at least smaller than we thought. We signed the logbook, and were instantly hooked!

We’ve been hunting down geocaches for the past 6 years, with no intention of slowing down or stopping.

I’ve gotta go … more geocaching to do!

‘los; out