It was a 1.5/1.5 and my choice of direction took me directly through a rather dense brier patch. As the thorns tore at my pants I kept thinking to myself that this was just a 1.5 and in front of me was this large tree so of course I assumed the logical spot was right there.
A few moments later it dawned on me that I was way off and my "ass-u-me" got me again.
With a heavy and somewhat soggy sigh I made my way back to a more accurate starting point. Within a couple of minutes I made short work of this find.
So if you are interested in a few words of advice? When you start doubting yourself while geocaching. Listen to that little voice in your head. Your pant legs will thank you.
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2 comments:
Ha ha! I've done this a lot. The other day I went this convoluted way around to a cache. Once I was there I saw the hard pack trail the led right to the area. So many times I've seen that the straightest line is not the quickest nor easiest, yet I normally choose it. I guess I just like to be difficult and bushwack!
The biggest problem I have while Geocaching (well maybe not the biggest, but a big one) is getting to GZ and making assumptions and not being open to alternatives.
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