Geocaches - 13 Found. 1 DNL. 1 DNF.
Previous Walk that was very Similar
I have been here before. In fact, I start the round at Dunmaston overflow car park with a DNF, just as I did nearly two years ago. I have even bought a Geocaching chum out to help but still no joy. The clue is magnetic. I am sure its wooden.
Never mind, we are off to cache two of the day, where I have also previously struggled. The cache comes with a warning that you may get your feet wet. I climb down and soon have the cache in hand, but as I clamber back up, lose my footing. There is a moment where I realise I that I could be falling backwards into the drink. Panic crosses my face and instead of helping, Mrs Mappiman tries desperately to hold in her laughter. I balance, clamber up and by the time I have regained composure, tears of suppressed mirth are falling. There is always some entertainment on a caching trip, even if is is watching your husband fall into streams.
We move on and reach the first cache of the trail that has brought us here. First we need to navigate Boo, the world's least scary guard dog. She even has a sign warning you of her potent threat.
Touch my cache and I'll bite your face off. |
Cache 3 is next to an ice cream shop. I make promises that we will return. We do not look for it, as we are in a field of horses and regular blog fans will know that the only reason I watch the grand national is to see them erect the tents. God has yet to create a more evil animal. And I included scorpions in that.
Cache 4 is at a kissing gate. Again, Mrs Mappiman does the work. Cache 5 is in a field of horses. This is why I get the horrors. I have just written the day of the month when a huge one comes along and starts nudging me with its nose. My caching partners leave me to it and for a minute, its nudging me around the oak tree whilst I try and finish signing the log. The nudges get more insistent. How do you tell a horse that my caching bag contains nothing more than a camera, spare pens and absolutely no apples or sugar lumps?
Catch up with my caching chums at number 6. We are zig zagging our way down to the river. The views are impressive enough over to the Clee Hills and the paths are in fine condition. Cache 7 presents a hunt but is found.
Photo Opp at Cache 8, where I guess correctly the CO intentions.
You will get an ice cream |
We have choices on how to complete the walk but the most obvious is down to the river and back along the fine walking that is Long Covert.
Huckleberry Finn is operating his raft today. We speculate as to why people use it when there is a pub on either river bank. Why else would you risk drowning?
2013 - and there is a hand pulled Ferry still in operation |
I am going for 900 Years. |
Back to the car. A last hard look for that damned magnetic micro. I would tell you if I had joy.
And then a stop off at Quatt Farm shop for ice creams.
Thanks to spekey for bringing me back here.
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