Posted March 27, 2010 by jimhigley
Have you seen those Microsoft commercials where a regular, everyday person finds themselves in a dreamworld, imagining they are the creative mastermind behind Windows 7?
The commercial ends with them saying, “I’m a PC and Windows 7 was my idea.”
Know the one I’m talking about?
Well, I recently had one of those “Hey, that was my idea!” moments when I was watching the morning news. They were doing a story on “Geocaching” (and, yes, I thought they were saying “Geo-catching” the whole time!) which is a high-tech treasure hunting game played throughout the world by adventure seekers equipped with GPS devices.
This particular story was about a group of people from Boulder Junction, Wisconsin who were adding a geocaching twist to an ordinary event. They were organizing a huge Easter egg hunt where participants were
to use their GPS devices as their high-tech Easter baskets. The prizes, an assortment of candy and other trinkets, were to be hidden in a dozen large buckets whose location was going to be posted online. Hunters, then, would grab those GPS cooridnates on their devices and begin the hunt.
Imagine that crazy idea? Mapping out the location of all the eggs in an Easter egg hunt. Which brings me to my “Microsoft Windows 7” moment.
When I was around ten or so, my mom asked me to organize an Easter egg hunt at our home for my little cousins who were visiting. She gave me a few bags with about a hundred of those multi-colored, plastic eggs, some candy, several empty Easter baskets, and a few days to get organized.
In retrospect, I not only got organized, I began to lay the groundwork for modern day geocaching.
First, I drew a detailed map of our entire backyard, locating every tree, bush, rock, and flower bed. I meticulously drew in the air conditioner compressor, our patio, the clothing line, downspouts on the house and my father’s grill. I knew, with exact precision, where garden hoses could be found, which direction the screened door opened, and where the window wells to our basement windows were located. Our yard was geocached perfectly.
What made it more perfect was how I marked the location of each and every egg’s hiding spot on the map with my new pack of colored pencils.
This was to be a dream Easter egg hunt. And, I couldn’t wait to get up early on Easter morning to commence the task of hiding each egg precisely as I had planned on my map.
I was in pre-geocaching heaven. My map was my destiny. All was as it should be. That is, until my four older brothers caught wind of what I was doing and proceeded to humilate, mock, tease, and embarrass me into tears. Of couse, my mom made them stop. But the damage was done. I sat in the house and sulked throughout all the fun.
But today I get my revenge. I can only hope that my brothers are reading this because I now can tell them that I was simply a high-techer in a low-tech era.
And, geocaching Easter egg hunts was my idea!
For more information on geocaching: http://www.geocaching.com/