Flobbing
Ok - so what is flobbing and what the heck does it have to do with geocaching?. Well here is a series of logs by The Wilkens at one of our series of caches:
Church Farm Trailside
Now this wouldn't normally be a difficult climb at all, but add 92°F temps and Humidity in the 70's and you've got yourself a sweat fest! We signed the log, took nothing left a pint of perspiration.
Church Farm Crest
I had stated the hike weighing in at around 155 pounds. At this point I think I was down to at least 153. Sweating isn't really the best word for it. I don't think there is a word for it at all. Perhaps deluging? Maybe torrential fluid loss? Why don't I just make a word up.I was flobbing, flobbing like a maniac. Not sure if that'll catch on, but nevertheless I'll try it out :)
Church Farm Bird Sanctuary
As if sweating out all of my free fluid wasn't enough, the mosquitoes were determined to make a forcible withdrawal on my other reserves. Those little buggers ganged up on me! One would buzz around my ear while a pack of twelve of them snuck down to my elbows and bit the crap out of me!
Church Farm Wishing Well
Weak from blood loss, dizzy from sweating more than Elvis on a treadmill we plodded on to this next cache. The trails were nice, I think. I was getting tunnel vision. I couldn't drink water fast enough [:)]. I looked like a lawn sprinkler; seat was actually shooting out of me. It hit Skippermark in the eye once; let's just say he wasn't happy about it. Every time I turned around, people ducked.
Church Farm Lone Birch
At this stage of the game, Skippermark's son was using me as the source for his slip and slide. Bailey was licking me and the adults were staying the heck away from me. I jumped in a puddle to dry off. I think I'll stick to winter caching from now on. Not only that, I was now the pied piper of biting insects.
Church Farm Erratic
As I dripped my way along to the next cache, I tried to get ahead of the pack so as not to sweat on them anymore. This extra effort was directly proportional to the additional sweat produced. A very cool rock in the middle of the woods as I recall. It was at this point that I was bitten 4 times on the face by a squad of ninja mosquitoes. I hope they don't hang around there for the next cacher. I think I got a couple of them as there was, as Pam pointed out, blood running down my face! Wow, what an experience [:)]
Church Farm Bonus Cache
The end of our adventure today and I was overjoyed that it was at least in the vicinity of some pine trees. The bugs died down and the shade allowed me to regain some fluids without having them immediately squirt out of every pore in my body. A very nice hide and a fitting end to a good solid series.
Thanks for all the fun.
As you can see The Wilkens had a lot of fun finding these caches. We also had fun reading the fantastic logs. Geocaching is all about fun. It is not about just finding caches and adding to your find count.
Moral of the story. Write a good log so that the hiders of the caches can join in the fun that you had in finding the caches.
And most of all -- Don't take this hobby too seriously -- Have Fun!!
Mike and Barb
PS - Wonder how long before Flobbing shows up in dictionary?
Church Farm Trailside
Now this wouldn't normally be a difficult climb at all, but add 92°F temps and Humidity in the 70's and you've got yourself a sweat fest! We signed the log, took nothing left a pint of perspiration.
Church Farm Crest
I had stated the hike weighing in at around 155 pounds. At this point I think I was down to at least 153. Sweating isn't really the best word for it. I don't think there is a word for it at all. Perhaps deluging? Maybe torrential fluid loss? Why don't I just make a word up.I was flobbing, flobbing like a maniac. Not sure if that'll catch on, but nevertheless I'll try it out :)
Church Farm Bird Sanctuary
As if sweating out all of my free fluid wasn't enough, the mosquitoes were determined to make a forcible withdrawal on my other reserves. Those little buggers ganged up on me! One would buzz around my ear while a pack of twelve of them snuck down to my elbows and bit the crap out of me!
Church Farm Wishing Well
Weak from blood loss, dizzy from sweating more than Elvis on a treadmill we plodded on to this next cache. The trails were nice, I think. I was getting tunnel vision. I couldn't drink water fast enough [:)]. I looked like a lawn sprinkler; seat was actually shooting out of me. It hit Skippermark in the eye once; let's just say he wasn't happy about it. Every time I turned around, people ducked.
Church Farm Lone Birch
At this stage of the game, Skippermark's son was using me as the source for his slip and slide. Bailey was licking me and the adults were staying the heck away from me. I jumped in a puddle to dry off. I think I'll stick to winter caching from now on. Not only that, I was now the pied piper of biting insects.
Church Farm Erratic
As I dripped my way along to the next cache, I tried to get ahead of the pack so as not to sweat on them anymore. This extra effort was directly proportional to the additional sweat produced. A very cool rock in the middle of the woods as I recall. It was at this point that I was bitten 4 times on the face by a squad of ninja mosquitoes. I hope they don't hang around there for the next cacher. I think I got a couple of them as there was, as Pam pointed out, blood running down my face! Wow, what an experience [:)]
Church Farm Bonus Cache
The end of our adventure today and I was overjoyed that it was at least in the vicinity of some pine trees. The bugs died down and the shade allowed me to regain some fluids without having them immediately squirt out of every pore in my body. A very nice hide and a fitting end to a good solid series.
Thanks for all the fun.
As you can see The Wilkens had a lot of fun finding these caches. We also had fun reading the fantastic logs. Geocaching is all about fun. It is not about just finding caches and adding to your find count.
Moral of the story. Write a good log so that the hiders of the caches can join in the fun that you had in finding the caches.
And most of all -- Don't take this hobby too seriously -- Have Fun!!
Mike and Barb
PS - Wonder how long before Flobbing shows up in dictionary?
2 Comments:
Great thoughts! Sometimes it's difficult to remember that caching is about having fun. If you find that you're getting frustrated, that's probably a good time to take a few minutes rest.
I agree that The Wilkens logs were well written. It was clear and easy to tell that they were written to be funny. Sometimes it's difficult to express feelings in logs, especially if the author is joking around and having fun, but those were terfific.
Sometimes I also try to make jokes on my logs but sometimes I worry about them being to long. But, as a cache hider I enjoy ready cachers find and more then just "found it" is enjoyable
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