I lay awake for a few minutes this morning just before I
got up listening to the sound of silence. Peace and tranquility reigned as
three dogs and “er indoors TM” slumbered. I found myself
comparing this to the fidgeting, snoring and farting which had filled most of
the night.
I made toast and had a look at the Internet as I do. On one
of the 1970s-related Facebook pages I follow I read a particularly vicious
argument about the (frankly dreadful) TV show “Metal Mickey”.. “Metal
Mickey” was a rather irritating robot from fifty years ago with the
catchphrase "boogie, boogie" and was a spin-off from Bill
Oddie’s TV show “Saturday Banana”. For those
of my loyal readers who aren’t old enough to remember either shows, both were
slightly more crap than a bucket of dire rear.
Harsh? – possibly.
Being Saturday we went to Dog Club where we had a rather
good session. One or two new dogs came along, and Morgan had to have a couple
of time-outs as he got rather over-excited. Fortunately the rain held off right
until the end.
From there we didn’t come home. We headed east listening to
Steve on the radio. I got the mystery year right - when was the heatwave in the
70s? 1976.
Pausing only briefly to fail to find a geocache we went to the Black
Pig in Staple for the county geo-meet. The plan had been a bat and trap
tournament, but the weather was against us. So we sat in the bar and chatted.
It was rather good to catch up with old friends and meet new friends. The dogs
were rather better behaved than they might have been, and we had cheesy chips
too.
We didn’t go straight home. We drove up to the village hall
where some other people from the geo-meet were parking up, and together we had
a little wander along the lanes hunting out a couple of nearby geocaches before
I suddenly realized I’d left the pub without settling my bill. We zoomed back
to the pub where the people behind the bar were absolutely fine about it.
They too hadn’t realized I’d not paid up.
We stopped off at a church for geo-purposes on our way home. The
church at Knowlton is one on the Parish Peregrination series of
geocaches. We walked that series ten years ago but we missed this one out at
the time. We came back today, and in retrospect I’m glad we missed it out ten
years ago. When we walked round in 2014 we covered nearly seventeen miles and
we were against the clock.
This cache was quite a mission today. It was some way down
a lane on its own, and once we got to the church we had to find several bits of
information. It turned out the information was actually in the church but the
given location for this information was some way up the road from the church.
And some of the stuff we had to find was rather misleading. Given a picture of
a ship with three masts and a question about those masts, which mast is “amidships”?
The middle one, or all three?
It was rather frustrating that having made the wrong
interpretation and consequently having got to the wrong place, we were at a
place which seemed quite a plausible place to hide a geocache. But on
re-checking the puzzle solving, “er indoors TM” misunderstood
what “amidships” meant, and consequently saved the day.
I then slept all the way home.
I took a few photos as we went
here and there today.
Once home the dogs settled and were all soon snoring. They
were worn out after Dog Club; let alone all the rest of the day’s adventures.
“er indoors TM” boiled up dinner which
we scoffed whilst watching the last episode of the third season of “Race Across
the World”. I must admit that for all that Canada was rather pretty, the
actual race wasn’t that good. With certain legs of the trip having set ferries
and trains to catch, any leads teams made up were soon eroded. And there was an
awful lot of hitch-hiking going on. I’d like to go on a road trip across Canada;
I’ve no interest in hitch-hiking it.
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