Geocaching with the Boise Grandkids

I recently went to Boise to spend some time with the Holsingers. It had been very rainy for several weeks prior to my visit, but I must have taken some nice weather to them because it was lovely while I was there. The first couple days were a bit on the cool side, but it warmed up nicely on the weekend.

Megan had her spring dance recital while I was there (it was the reason for scheduling the visit that weekend), and she did beautifully! She is in her 7th year of ballet, and switched from tap to modern jazz this season. I was stunned at how much she has advanced this year in her ballet level. Each year, I usually see some progression, but this year she was really beautiful! Compared to the other girls in her class, she had the most grace, lightness and beautiful smile of anyone on stage. And I promise you, I’m not prejudiced! 🙂

While Megan and Robin were at dress rehearsal, I took Steven geocaching for the first time. He got the idea very quickly, and we found three caches, and only had one DNF (did not find). He especially loved going through the treasures in each cache container and making trades for items in my bag of goodies. (Incidentally, I believe I came home with more treasures than I went with. Sorry, cache owners!) After Megan was through with rehearsal and we had a bite of early dinner, we all three went out to see if we could find any more caches before dark. We were successful on three more, with another DNF. (In our defense, there was a Cold Stone Creamery next door that was calling out to us, and we had to abandon the search to go get ice cream.)

Robin had to work for six hours on Friday, so the kids and I had a day of adventure. We found five caches, two DNFs, and searched for two others before reading the logs to discover they had been muggled and/or removed. We also had breakfast and lunch out, and made an eventful stop at the bank. I’ll write about that adventure in another post sometime.

I walked each day with the kids on bikes or scooters. They have a beautiful neighborhood, so it was a treat to have a new walking track for several days.

We went out for lunch after church on Sunday and the waiter snapped our picture for us. This was the same restaurant Robin and Ken took Richard and Dianna to the week before, and we also sat out on the patio overlooking the river.

Robin mentioned the possibility of coming to Arizona for Thanksgiving. I don’t know if they’ll be able to make it happen, but I really hope they do. It’s been a couple years since the whole family has been here and Arizona is certainly a great place to get away from the cold and snow of Idaho in November.  Maybe Dale can join us again.

My trip home was uneventful, and I was back at work on Tuesday.