We spend WAY too much time digging through piles of rocks.
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Lately, it feels like all of our date nights are on the rocks. Or on the rock piles at least. We've been spending a lot of time geocaching lately. And it's pretty amazing how many ways there are to turn a rock into a geocache. Dan has made a few of the real rock caches - rocks he drilled holes into to insert bison tubes into them. He bought two drill bits - a pricey diamond encrusted one ($20) and a regular mason bit ($3.50). The diamond one did not work well. The $3.50 one has been great. Go figure. A 5/8 bit works well for a half inch bison tube. My least favorites are the "needle in a haystack" caches. A rock, in a pile of rocks. These are a couple of my logs from one needle in a haystack rock cache near us: Didn't find it 04/02/2016 Day #683. Spent another evening skulking behind a convenience store sorting through trash strewn rocks. The container continues to elude us. Our children believe we've gone mad. We may have. Gave up the sea...