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This episode reminded me of a particular cache in Sanders Park.
After watching the episode twice, I’ve got to say I’m somewhat disappointed by the inaccurate way geocaching was portrayed. In particular:
1) It was amazing how the lead detective found the cache in like 30 seconds even though it was very well hidden under a pile of leaves… it is never this easy, right. (Maybe this makes sense as he was the only one with a GPS?) They should have shown all the law enforcement personnel present scouring the area looking in obvious locations under, on, and around the footbridge… then comparing GPS readings, checking the hints, performing a “grid search”, cursing the foliage and GPS gods for poor signal strength, etc.
2) It was a group hunt, yet a “finder’s tree” was not employed. After finding it, the male detective should have stepped aside… and eventually he would start laughing at/taunting the others. The female detective should have been the last one searching, and finally she’d lose it… “just show me where the darn box is!”
Seriously, I thought what little they showed of geocaching was positive, with the exception of the initial scene where it appeared the girl was burying the cache container. They resisted the urge to stereotype geocachers as “techno-geeks”, even though there may be some (just a tiny bit ) of evidence to support applying such a label to us.
Whoops! I missed that openeing scene first time around. Watched again from DVR. Oh boy it was definitely buried! I see Jeremy Irish added a disclaimer on the GC site about burying caches.
I also laughed at what I thought was a ridiculous notion of 30 caches in one park. According to the GC forum I actually lowballed the park in question. It has like 200! Wow, super saturation.I watched most of the show. After awhile I couldn’t stand it because it was so hokey. Bad acting. Flimsy plot. The geocaching connection seemed like a ploy to get geocachers to watch. The plot had very little to do with geocaching. Other than those weaknesses, I thought it was pretty good.
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Originally posted by jvechinski:
After watching the episode twice, I’ve got to say I’m somewhat disappointed by the inaccurate way geocaching was portrayed. In particular:1) It was amazing how the lead detective found the cache in like 30 seconds even though it was very well hidden under a pile of leaves… it is never this easy, right. (Maybe this makes sense as he was the only one with a GPS?) They should have shown all the law enforcement personnel present scouring the area looking in obvious locations under, on, and around the footbridge… then comparing GPS readings, checking the hints, performing a “grid search”, cursing the foliage and GPS gods for poor signal strength, etc.
2) It was a group hunt, yet a “finder’s tree” was not employed. After finding it, the male detective should have stepped aside… and eventually he would start laughing at/taunting the others. The female detective should have been the last one searching, and finally she’d lose it… “just show me where the darn box is!”
that made me giggle…….except for the part where the woman should be the last one searching. that didn’t make me giggle. (well, maybe a little).
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Originally posted by jvechinski:
…The female detective should have been the last one searching, and finally she’d lose it… “just show me where the darn box is!”…(What makes you think she wasn’t already at the finder’s tree?)
Okay, sounds like someone needs some schooling on the fine art of Team Caching! First, everyone on the team is equal, no one cacher is any better than any other. There is only a group of people with one common goal, find the cache and sign the logbook. Second, at no time do we refer to those in the group as females and/or males. There are only those who call the finder’s tree and those who wander aimlessley until they get tired of being laughed at, at which point they too join the group of finders. We’ve all cached with both of these people.
LOL!!! What a bunch of diaper filling!
I would be glad to gather a group of female cachers to join you in a male/female “cache-off” any time you feel like playing! Just let me know…MajorBrat
oooooooooooooooooohh. sounds like fightin’ words!
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Originally posted by geodawn:
that made me giggle…….except for the part where the woman should be the last one searching. that didn’t make me giggle. (well, maybe a little).I just got a call from my friend in Hollywood who said that this particular scene was rewritten to better reflect the realities of geocaching (and society in general). Here’s how it goes now:
This time the female detective is the first to find the cache and makes her way to the finder’s tree. After looking for about fifteen more minutes (all the while cursing at his GPS, blaming it for his inability to find the cache), the male detective becomes convinced that the cache is somewhere else in the park and the female detective is just bluffing.
He gets in the squad car and starts to drive to where his GPS is pointing… but gets lost and ends up going around in circles. After several hours of aimless driving (because of course, he refuses to ask anyone for directions) he manages to find his way back to the footbridge.
At that point, he realizes that in his rush to find the cache he improperly entered the coordinates into his super fancy, high-end, top of the line, latest and greatest, feature laden, technologically superior GPS. After spending an hour trying to get the coordinates put in right (because of course, he refuses to read the instruction manual that came with the GPS), he resumes his search.
[Cut to darkness.] The male detective is frustrated… he mumbles something under his breath, leaves briefly, and returns with giant spotlights (think Batman’s “bat symbol”) and a massive, souped up bulldozer (ala Tim “The Tool Man” Taylor). “I’m going to find this cache or no one else will!”
After digging up about an acre without seeing any sign of the cache, the bulldozer runs out of fuel and the male detective starts to cry. “OK I give up… you’re the better cacher… so where was it at anyway?” he sobs. The female detective pulls the cache container from under her coat… she cleverly (and inconspicuously) removed it from its hiding spot before she went to the finder’s tree. She says, “All you had to do was ask me nice and I would have told you where it was at!!!”
Happy with the rewrite ladies?
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Originally posted by jvechinski:
Happy with the rewrite ladies?Oh spare me!
Hey Dawn, do you think he gets away with that condescending garbage often? Guess my offer of a cache-off isn’t going to fly. That’s okay, one crying male cacher (the detective) is enough.
MajorBrat
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