Really, really wet...

Heavy rains were predicted for today... bummer. Because we're going to Shelton for a geocaching event. Breakfast, then driving the back roads and logging roads, picking up geocaches along the way. And today, getting very, very wet.



We did the route backwards, so it was a couple of hours before we started running into fellow cachers. Like at this remote location, south of Lake Cushman in the Olympics. Cold, windy, rainy... searching in the woods for the elusive geocache. Eight of us looked for this one with no luck. We went back to the Pilot, where I stayed. Wisely, I think. Everyone but us gave up and moved on, but DW thought he'd take another look just as another group arrived. And this time, he found it!

We stopped halfway through the route at a cache hidden deep inside a wrecked Model A (I made the find this time)... we were just outside a bakery, and were soaked and cold and needed a break. And hot coffee. And a big scoop of Olympic ice cream.

The day finished up at a local restaurant for dinner, and it was amusing to see the level of commitment of caching friends based on how wet they were. One gal made a beeline for Walmart to buy new clothes, then came to dinner. I was so glad we brought a complete change of clothes, from head to toe.