Going on a Treasure Hunt

I first read about Geocaching at least a year ago, and thought it'd be a fun way to add some extra interests to our hikes when Nathan got older. People hide boxes, sometimes filled with toys and gifts, then upload the GPS coordinates on a website for other people to find. When we had the contract on a house with 8 acres bordering state forest land, we got a GPS for Christmas so we could hide a cache on our property. Oh well.
Finally took the GPS out today and found our first cache. A nice 40 degree day with a little sun and not too much mud. Someone hid a cache just around the corner from our house. We live near a public beach on a lake, and the parking lot also intersects snowmobile and hiking trails. Trecked a little ways into the woods, following a trail of tacks in the trees, and then found the cache a few feet off the trail. It was set up last Halloween and had some cute skeleten and witch lawn ornaments. Inside the box someone had left a Goofy toy in a Santa hat, Nathan has rechristened him Max (from the Grinch) and is totally in love.
There are at least a dozen other caches in the area, some on trails that Dan and I hiked 15 years ago when we first started dating. 15!!!, yikes. After we visit some more, I'll set up one and find a cool place to hide it.