After the past weekend of 90+ degree days, thunderstorms and tornado warnings it was gorgeous today. Too gorgeous to stay inside all day so I packed up a bag and headed out to a nearby park for some Geocaching. I picked Hidden Pond today because there were just a few caches hidden around the park and because I hadn’t been there for over 10 years easily.
Hidden Pond is a pretty little park in Springfield, VA that has a pond (duh), some great little trails and a stream or two to follow along. A great little park nestled in among all the suburban sprawl where you can spend an afternoon enjoying a fun little walk. We used to go here all the time back in high school and I couldn’t help but think of the crazy stuff that used to go on back in that park when I was younger.
My purpose today was to hit up 3 of the caches in the park and then just bug out home. I thought it would be relatively quick but, like with everything else in life, I hit a snag or two along the way. The first snag came in the form of a deer crashing through the bushes and bounding in front of me. The freakin’ thing landed about 5 feet in front of me on the path and scared the shit out of me. Then the thing just stood behind a tree about 20 feet away and stared at me. I stood there for a couple of seconds wondering if the thing was going to turn and attack.
The first thing that came to mind was how embarrassing this was going to be if it did turn and attack. First off, the dear was a doe and I was now acutely aware of the fact that I have zero knowledge of wildlife. Are these seemingly docile creatures even known to attack anyone? Shit, I just didn’t know. I started thinking about all kinds of things…like how I didn’t tell anyone I was even coming out here today. I also worried that if it did start bounding back toward me that I would turn and run…screaming like a little girl. Should I just stand still? Should I walk away? Should I call out to it and see if it is friendly? Yeah, all that was going through my mind in the span of about 2 seconds.
And the deer just stood there staring at me.
After just staring at each other for a couple more seconds I pulled out my camera and snapped a pic…maybe when someone found my body they could see the last thing I took a picture of and hunt that rabid Bambi down to exact vengeance. As soon as the picture was snapped the deer bounded off deeper into the woods in a flash. Apparently the sound of my camera was all it took to scare it off.
I am such a wuss.
But seriously, in my defense, I am a total indoor cat and nature freaks me out.
I know…i am just a wuss.
After I stopped acting like a 7 year old girl I did actually get to those caches. I only found 2 of the 3 I set out to find because the GPS was acting really squirrely. It is really frustrating when you are pretty sure you are standing in the exact location of the cache and you still can’t find it. It is even more frustrating when you look at the logs other people have posted on the website and the last person to find it…which just happened to be yesterday…was a mother and her 6 year old daughter. As if the deer thing wasn’t enough of a blow to the ego.
But after searching the area over and over with no luck I just finally threw in the towel. I hate to give up but I was getting no where fast.
Maybe, if I keep this up, I will get over my fear of the outdoors….but if you saw the way I flailed about when walking through that spiderweb today…that is probably just wishful thinking on my part.