Today, Sam and I went on a little adventure. I am preparing for an upcoming Cub Scout day camp event where we will be geocaching. Having never geocached before, I thought maybe I should practice, plus I needed to scope out our event site. We headed out to Chattahoochee Bend State Park, which is only a few miles from our home.
After much technological tinkering, we chose a goal cache, and we set off down one of the trails. Not the trail Sam would have picked, because he wanted a different color trail marker, but down it we went nonetheless.
On this first part of our hike, Sam decided that he would be the leader. This was my view for at least a half mile.
It took some time to find our intended geocache. It was farther off the trail than I anticipated, and in the interim before discovery, I had to address a six-year-old's concerns about being lost. I kept telling him that I knew the way back, and that in case I didn't, I was holding a GPS and a compass in my hands. But once our mission was accomplished, it was all good.
It's a good thing that Sam was all about the find, because the "treasure" was a little lame. I will be hiking this geocache again before Monday to ensure that the "treasure" is somewhat motivating for 10 year old boys.
And then we hiked back. We liked the Chattahoochee river, so we stopped for a selfie.
It was then that Sam decided that I should definitely be the leader, because I was "the rememberer." I sort of snorted because remembering hasn't been one of my strengths lately, and I hear it only goes downhill from here. So for the rest of the hike, he told me that I would be the rememberer until I got old and then he would have to do it. I love that kid!
It was a great adventure, and I loved having one-on-one time with my youngest son!
