My first

After going out to dinner tonight in Port Aransas, I convinced my parents and Becca to help me look for a few geocaches. We couldn't find the first one we looked for. And then ... Eureka! We found my first. We found another one later on top of a hill near the coast where they used to have a battery of guns to protect the good old US of A from German submarine wolfpacks. It was nice to learn a little history and see the town a litle bit while searching for the caches. So, two down, 499,998 to go (ok, I don't know how many are out there in the world, but I thought I heard half a million at some point - maybe it's more).