I felt quite ill when I woke this morning - headache, runny nose and a general feeling of bleagh. Fudge didn't seem quite one hundred per cent either. His ears were cold, which seemed unusual. As the day went on I think we both perked up a bit; even if Furry Face did sleep an awful lot.
Once "er indoors
TM" set off to work I took Fudge for a
little walk. I had some geocache maintenance to do. One of my caches
is in a fake snail shell. Or that is it was. Now that it's gone
missing, been replaced and gone missing again I've replaced the snail
shell with a bog standard magnetic key holder. There are those who
look down their noses at magnetic key holders as geocaches. But
equally only yesterday I got an email of thanks about one of my
series of caches which consists of seven of these key holders. And a
magnetic key holder costs fifty pence whereas a fake snail costs over
a fiver.
Whilst we were out we hid
another cache. When we first started this game the third cache I ever
found was round the corner from my house. However "Horse
Guards" has not been looked after by its owner, was
marked as needing maintenance back in August, and yesterday it was
archived (removed from the list of active caches). I've been
trying to contact the person who owned the cache for ages, but to no
avail.
With that cache now gone,
the way was left clear for my latest scheme. A geocache which is
blatantly obvious, but rather hard to actually get at. Caches are
rated on a difficulty/terrain scheme on which the difficulty and
terrain are graded from a score of one (dead simple) to five
(rather tricky!). I've rated "luvaduck"
as difficulty 1 / terrain 4. The cache is obvious. As the name
suggests the cache is in a duck (a floating plastic decoy duck).
The difficult bit is that the duck is anchored in the middle of the
river.
On arrival at where I
planned to place the cache I let Fudge off the lead and spent several
minutes trying to carefully arrange everything. And when I finally
realised that I couldn't do it in a controlled manner without getting
very wet I just chucked the whole lot into the river. There was a
huge splash, and in a triumph of pot luck over the odds the duck
ended up just where I wanted it. And then Fudge went mad. For some
reason he didn't like seeing the duck in the water, and he wouldn't
stop barking at it.
We came home and did the
necessary on-line activation of the duck and I wondered how long it
would be before it was found. I got a text from Lisa at 1pm to say
that she had done the cache and found two others had already signed
the log before her.
Fudge and I then went up
to the post office to collect a parcel. My Chinese puzzle box has
arrived. I shall use that in another geocache. One with a very easy
terrain setting (very easy to get to), but rather tricky to
actually open up. A 4:1 to complement today's 1:4. It's my intention
to hide that on a bridge I know in Canterbury tomorrow morning; if
only I can get going early enough tomorrow.
We came home and I did
some laundry and then the hoovering. Fudge seemed terrified by the
hoover. And then whilst I scoffed the Chinese take-away that "Daddies
Little Angel TM" had left laying around I
watched a film about the life of the famous footballer George Best. A
watchable film, but whilst it was on Fudge fell asleep on my lap. I
really didn't have the heart to move him, so I resigned myself to
watching rubbish on the telly whilst he noisily snored the afternoon
away.
"My Boy TM"
came to visit, and he was watching the telly with us when there was a
huge crash outside. Some twit had come down the road far too fast and
had swerved into the cars parked outside the shop just over the road.
Fortunately no one was hurt, but it made quite a mess.
And then being Tuesday
the clans gathered. Banana bread and mince pies. Very tasty...
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