Geocaching!

Who knew there were so many treasures stashed away, waiting to be found, around the city? Armed with Robert's GPS unit, he lead the troop comprised of Jamie, James, Sigrid, Norman, Sue-Laine, and I on a scavenger hunt, that is geocaching. It's a novel idea in which people stash trinkets of goodies like CDs, plush toys, magazines, books, cheap jewellery, and the likes inside a tupperware container or a magnetic key storage box and hide them all around the city. The location of these treasures are then posted on geocaching.com using GPS co-ordinates. Big caches with goods of greater value are a little harder to find, and usually come with a riddle to decipher and require mathematical skills in calculating the distance and the diameter of the radius, in addition to the co-ordinates. The stipulation: we must replace anything we take out of the cache with something of equal value and log an entry of what we took out/replaced on the log book inside. It was with great amusement flipping through the pages of logs made by people the world over who found this cache in the past. It was like looking through a guest book!

Our group of seven collectively found a dead animal in a bag, magazines of pornographic nature, and an unopened tube of KY Jelly, among others. After our great hike around Coal Harbour and the West End, we treated ourselves to dim sum at Hon's on Robson.