Daniel and I hit the Geocaching trail for the first time in a few months yesterday. We went to find a San Marcos cache that we’d never been to before. Unfortunately, we chose the absolute wrong way in, and had to cross several barbed wire fences and shed a not insignificant amount of blood before we finally found the place. On the way out, we actually followed the roadway that the instructions referenced, and it was blissfully easy.

Good to be back caching again; it’s a great way to kill some stress when my inner introvert has had a bit too much stimulation, and I’m discovering parts of San Marcos and Texas I had no idea existed.