I had a terrible night waking pretty much every twenty
minutes either shivering with the cold or sweating hot. I blame far too much
beer on Saturday afternoon.
I made toast in the hope that might settle my iffy
innards and had a look at the Internet. I had nearly a hundred and fifty emails
telling me that people had found the geocaches I’d hidden in Kings Wood. The
group who are staying in the Travelodge had just walked a series of thirty
caches and done a few extras on the way; another chap had come down with his
bike in his car and done all three of the major series (that’s nearly twenty
miles!) and a few of the others as well. That was more than I’d want to do in
one go.
I Munzed, and got Wordle (petal) on the fourth
attempt.
After a rather dull morning we took the dogs out for a
little walk. Our usual stomping grounds heave with normal people at the
weekends so we looked at the geo-map and planned a short-ish walk near
Chartham.
We parked up on a little lay-by and walked across
fields and along lanes to Down Wood, then down to the railway line and back to
the car along the side of the lake. It wasn’t *that* hilly really and
made for a good dog walk.
As we walked I took a few photos.
We came home where the event shelter we’d used
yesterday was dry, so I put that away, and we had a tin of fizz and some crisps
and dips. I checked my phone – I had another flurry of emails from the people
who’d been staying in the Travelodge doing my geocaches in Kings Wood. Over the
weekend they’d walked over twenty-three miles and now they’ve found all but one
of the caches I’ve hidden there… They mentioned about going back for the last
one in the morning. I wonder if we will see them on our morning constitutional?
I then spent a little while pondering the geo-map
wondering about where I might put out another geo-series… There’s a few options,
but wherever I go it needs to be a convenient dog walk.
“er indoors TM” boiled
up a good bit of dinner which we scoffed whilst watching the latest episode of “Star
Trek: Strange New Worlds”. The last few episodes were rather good. This one
wasn’t bad, but wasn’t quite up to the standard which has been set. To be
honest “Star Trek: Voyager” did pretty much the same story far better thirty years ago.
I must admit to a sense of guilt…I missed a very special
birthday yesterday. Fudge would have been fifteen yesterday. He’s been gone
four years now and I still miss him so much.
And on a more cheerful note it is ten years since I
got my Monkey Puzzle tree.
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