Another success for
5-hydroxy-tryptophan as I had another good night's sleep, not waking
till nearly 6am. Perhaps a lie-in one Sunday might be nice, but
laying about in bed is really only any use if you want to waste your
life that way (!) So a spot of brekkie was scoffed, and then
we went out promptly.
We'd arranged to do the
"May Bank Holiday Weekend" series of geocaches; we'd
arranged this a couple of weeks ago. But what with one thing and
another I hadn't really done my homework. I'd downloaded all the
caches to my phone, but it wasn't till we were within a few miles of
the start that I realised my mistake. It was only then that I
realised where we were going. These caches were around the Haywards
Heath area. I should have rallied the Sussex chapter along. By the
time I had realised this, it was too late. Next time I will be more
organised.
We parked up and set off
on our walk. To begin with I think it's fair to say we struggled a
little. GPS kit was thrown by overhead power cables. And we never
seem to have much urgency when we are out. With a series of seventy
caches (plus five others along the way) we should really have
been much further on than cache #11 by mid day. But even if it is all
about the numbers, it's not about rushing. We had a great time. We
saw deer and foxes. We had a picnic by the river. I shouted abuse at
the steam trains (I *hate* steam trains) The forecast rain
never came. Suzy Woo was off of her lead a lot - she's getting really
good at that now.
The cache hides were
good. Relatively easy; but then that is what one wants when there's
lots to be found. Mind you I did think some of the hides were a bit
cheeky. We'd walked the area two months ago, and quite a few of the
caches we'd found then had been archived. The caches we were hunting
today had been released a week or so after we'd last been there. I
recognised several of today's hides as being exactly the same as ones
we'd found last time. The old archived hides had been resurrected. It
certainly made the last part of the afternoon easier when we were
running short of time.
We started walking at
10.30am, and according to the wonders of the technology we carried it
would seem that we walked for about six hours, and we were still for
three hours. That seems to be the going rate for caching hikes - two
thirds of the time is spent walking and one third hunting and doing
secret geocaching rituals. We covered nearly seventeen miles; which
is probably the longest walk I've done for some time.
I *really* ache now...
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