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Searching for Modern Day Buried Treasure: The Joys of Letterboxing

Have you ever been Letterboxing?

Letterboxing?  What’s Letterboxing?

I admit it;  I’d never heard of it.  When Mile High Mamas featured a post on Letterboxing, I clicked through thinking it was a craft project or something.  Or maybe a sport?  I had no idea.

But it wasn’t either of those two things, and what I discovered was amazing!

In fact, I was intrigued.

Yes, I'm @casualperfect. Would you expect anything less? Claire is the cute little hot-pink flower (as seen in the other photo below).

Letterboxing is a hobby that goes back to the 1850s!  It’s a lot like “geocaching,” in that you search for little boxes of “buried treasure” that someone else has hidden.  In Letterboxing,  you use puzzles to figure out how to find the “buried” treasure, rather than a GPS device.  (I’m using “buried” in quotes, because most Letterboxes aren’t actually buried. Oh, and some clues require the use of a compass, but not all of them do.)  Inside each box is a stamp that you use to mark your own book.  You then use your own personalized stamp to mark the book inside the box.  When you get home, you can log on to the website and record the find that way, too.

I popped in our city and state into the “Find Letterboxes” link, and I was surprised to see dozens of options within miles of our house…and HUNDREDS in our metro area!  There was a Letterbox relatively close, and the puzzle seemed relatively easy, so we decided to go find it.

At one point in the riddle, these particular instructions told us to “go in a bearing of 110″ on the compass, and so we borrowed Daddy’s compass, and he gave us a quick lesson on how to read it.  It’s been ages since I’ve read a compass, and other than knowing where the major North East South West directions are, I’ve never used one to go a “bearing” of anything!

But, I listened to what he said, and it made sense.  Kinda.  Then, he gave us the “Just because I earned a badge in this doesn’t mean I remember exactly what to do!  I haven’t used one of these in years!” disclaimer, and off we went.

From the clue, I thought I had a general idea of where the Letterbox was hidden.  We figured out the riddle and then got to the part where we needed the compass.

We were to take a compass bearing of 110 and walk 39 paces from the little pine tree.

I did exactly what the former Boy Scout had told me to, and we ended up scaling a rather annoying fence and traipsing through a rather difficult portion of “natural grasses.”  In fact, I wasn’t sure how we were going to find ANYTHING out there, let alone a small hidden box.  We were out there forever.  None of the clues really made much sense when we got to the end of our 39 paces.  Does that look like a little line of trees to you?  Which trees would be numbers 1 and 2?  We’re not doing something right…

Here’s where I admit that I’m a little too OCD for Letterboxing.  Correction:  I’m a little too OCD to STOP Letterboxing.  We looked for an hour.  I just couldn’t give up.  Claire was a trooper through this whole thing.  We were getting tangled in brambles, but she didn’t care.  She wanted to find it too.  Here’s where I admit that Claire has inherited my OCD tendency when it comes to puzzles….and Letterboxing.  Who knew!?

Finally, I pulled the plug on this expedition.  We made our way to the more civilized part of the park, but I just couldn’t quit.  The thought of going home empty-handed weighed heavily on my mind.  We decided to follow the instructions, step by step, one last time.

We found it! We moved some sticks before taking the photo. Can you see it?

We made it to the little pine tree again.

That’s when I really thought about the compass and the bearing of 110.  That’s when I realized my mistake.  My husband’s instructions had led us on a path of true north, NOT a bearing of 110.  When I made the adjustment, we ended up going in a completely different direction, and all of a sudden, the other clues started to make sense.

We looked down, and there it was!  We’d found it!

In Letterboxing, you’re supposed to be discreet when you find one.  You’re supposed to usher it away from the hiding place to make your mark in the book, before re-hiding it in the same place.  You’re supposed to do this in secrecy and quietness.

I was bursting with joy and did use a hushed, although excited whisper, but Claire screamed, “WE FOUND IT!?!” at the top of her tiny lungs.  Needless to say, we’ll have to work on that part.

We stamped our book.  We signed theirs.  We re-hid the box in the exact place we found it.

On the walk home, Claire asked if we could go find another one.  Right now.

What you need for Letterboxing: Book to record your find, ink pads (Claire's is pink & mine is lavender), personalized stamps, pen, instructions (clues/riddle), and a compass (not always needed or used properly. Heh.) If you click to enlarge the photo, you can see where Claire and I have signed our book, just like we did in the Letterbox book.

Needless to say, we’re hooked.

We have our own personalized stamps all ready to go.  I have a whole list of other Letterboxes to find in our area before we venture off to farther locales.  I have a renewed understanding on how to read a compass.

Claire and I not only found our very first Letterbox, we’ve found a new obsession.  I mean, hobby.  We’ve found a new hobby.

So, what about you?  Do you Letterbox?  …and if so, do you have a Support Group I can join?  ;)

Self-Portrait with Lady Liberty

I had a FANTASTIC time in NYC! Stay tuned for more details... :)

Princess Diva Mudpie Maker

Yes, my husband got management approval to tackle another landscaping project. Yes, I plan on posting photos when we’re allllllll done.

In the meantime, here is a photo of our Princess Diva Mudpie Maker.

Note the knee-pads and tiara. It’s best to be properly attired when working outside.

Gone Fishin’

In June, we traveled back to the Midwest to see relatives, and we had a great time!

A highlight of our trip was a day we spent with my brother and sister-in-law. He took us fishing!

Claire has never been fishing, and I was trying to remember the last time I went fishing (and we decided it was sometime in the late 1900s.) My husband has gone fishing more recently than that while on various camping/hiking excursions with the guys.

Still, we couldn’t wait!

The photos we took during this excursion were awesome. They make me smile. Claire used to be deathly afraid of my brother (for really no good reason, other than he was male, and she didn’t see him often.) All of that has changed, and they were quick fishing buddies.

As you can see by her hair blowing straight out, it was WINDY. It was sunny. It was perfect.

I cannot even describe to you the excitement when she caught a fish!  I’m not sure who was happier: Claire or my brother.

Don’t let the hot pink shirt, skirt, and Princess Tiara fool you; she had no qualms touching the fish she caught, and she even helped throw it back in!

My husband proved to be the true Fish Whisperer, because he was catching fish left and right. Everyone caught a fish relatively quickly, except me.

Well, I did…eventually.

I could tell my brother was so worried that I’d be the only one who didn’t catch a fish! I told him not to worry about it. Finally, his responsibility as Fishing Host were off the hook, when I got a fish on mine.

A good time was had by all…well, except for the fish…but it WAS catch-and-release, so all was well that ended well for them, too. :)

And I’ll never look at a pit toilet the same way again.

This is one of my favorite pictures from our camping weekend!

This last weekend, in honor of Father’s Day Weekend, and in honor of Daddy Isn’t On Call Weekend, and in honor of The Weather Promises to Be Awesome Weekend, we packed it up, packed it it and let it begin…

…we went camping!

The weather was perfect!

This time, we headed to locales to the northwest of us and tried out a new area.  When we go camping with other families, we wander off into the woods and live deliberately (i.e. without pit toilets), but this time, because we found an awesome spot when we got to where we were going, we tried out an official campground.

The campsite was just the right size for us! (And relatively private for a "real" campground.)

The upside to sharing the area with other campers is the pit toilet.  The downside to sharing the area with the other campers is the pit toilet.

You never know what you’re going to get with a pit toilet.  Pit toilets are always a crapshoot.  Literally.

I’m sorry.  I just couldn’t resist!

I must say, however, at this campground, the pit toilets were some of the cleanest I’ve seen.

On one of our numerous trips there, Claire got really excited.

“You know what, Momma!?”

“What, sweetheart?”

“This is just like going to the bathroom in a CASTLE!!!”

I couldn’t help but laugh.  We had been reading a book about castles that my mom and dad gave her, and one of the pictures they have in there is of the garderobe.  (That’s a fancy name for the “toilet” they used in the castle.)

“Yes!” I agreed.  “Yes, it is!”

“Only we don’t have a curtain,” she said.

“This is true.  We just have a door…but no curtain.”

“Do you know the best part??”

“What’s that?” I asked, wondering where this was headed.

“When I pee or poop, it goes in the SAUCE-PIT!”

“Sauce-pit?” I asked.  “Oh!  Yes!  It goes in the cesspit!”  I knew what she was trying to say a split-second after she said it.

I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard in a pit toilet in my life.

Fun Reflection of Fun

Last night, Claire & I were playing around with her Statue of Liberty snow-globe, one of her most prized possessions.

I love the reflection!  This picture reflects us, the fun that the two of us are having, and the fact that our life is as cheery as the colorful drapes in her room.

I love it!

Hot Pink Flip-Flop Haiku

Today was so great!
We wore our hot pink flip-flops.
Our attitudes matched!

;)

Fred the Garden Gnome

We love garden gnomes. We have one in the back yard, and he’s seen better days. I don’t remember how it happened, but the poor little guy has broken a foot. His disability is hidden by the woodchips, and he has a stake that keeps him propped up.

We’ve been on the lookout for a new one, but we just haven’t found one we like yet.

Well, imagine my delight when I got the monthly newsletter from our local pottery painting place, and they announced that they have garden gnomes!

This was going to coincide nicely with Daddy’s birthday, so Claire and I put our plan in place.

We conducted our plan in total secrecy, and Claire nearly burst from all the excitement, but she didn’t spill the beans!  She kept the secret!

We picked out our gnome and got the paint all ready. Claire wrote her name on the table, to make everything official.

We started out with a sponge, but switched to paint brushes. (By the time we did that, I had Glenda safely put away so as not to get paint on her.)

Claire and I painted for two and a half hours, and we worked great as a team!  Yes, I said we painted for two and a half hours!  It was a long process, but one we both thoroughly enjoyed!

When I was painting on some of the detail work, Claire used the paint on our palettes to create her own little picture for the owner of the store. (You can see our garden gnome and Claire’s other handy work on the table.)  I mean, when you’re 4-years old, 2.5 hours is a long time to sit still…but this kept her preoccupied.

I told Claire she could name him, and she decided that “Fred” was the perfect name for Daddy’s Birthday Garden Gnome.

As you can see above, Fred the Garden Gnome turned out really well!  We finished painting, and he posed for a photo, waving to us amidst all the painting aftermath.

…then we had to wait for him to be fired. I hope he can support his family without a job. Ha. Just kidding. Couldn’t resist.

Well, after a week had passed, Fred was ready!  We picked him up today, and it’s really cool to see him all shiny!  The Birthday Boy is thrilled!  Claire and I were so excited to see how Fred turned out, and none of us were disappointed!

Daddy says he looks too nice to put outside, so we’ll just have to see where Fred ends up!

A GREAT LIST to bookmark for Summer Fun!

Okay, full disclosure: I spent oodles of hours originally compiling & editing this list by the Mile High Mamas and for the Mile High Mamas, and I’ve re-vamped it for 2010.

So, I’m just a tiny bit partial to it.

That being said, it IS an awesome list (if I do say so myself).

Need something fun to do in Denver this Spring or Summer?

Check out this list!

Last year, I had it bookmarked in my phone, and I’m doing the same this year.

Can you guess what our weekend adventure was?

If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook, you already know.

Here are a couple of sneak peek photos...

...to help you guess.

Stay tuned for a full update tomorrow!