It doesn't happen nearly as much as it used to, but we had an afternoon with the boy.
He's been into geocaching with friends but needed some help from someone with a car to get him over the hump. You see: if he could find one more cache, he would be allowed to hide his own.
He knew there was one by the trail (where we bike), fairly near the arena. Below on the left, he and Amma (Sue) are searching. He found it (image on the right).