As I shared my morning
toast with my Patagonian Tripe-Hound I watched a rather lame episode
of "Earth 2". For a bunch of pioneers exploring a
planet twenty two light years away they are certainly finding a lot
of people who seem to have got there first.
With brekkie scoffed we
eventually found er indoors TM" wellie
boots, and set off to collect the rest of our entourage. Three of us
and two small dogs went to Crowborough where we played "Cluedo".
A series of geocaches had been laid in which various Cluedo cards and
clues had been concealed, and as well as caching we got to play
Cluedo as well. I was Professor Plums. My dog was Professor No Plums
(following a trip to the vet). It was a genius idea...
provided you actually found all of the caches and all of the clues.
We didn't.
One cache was clearly
missing (well, we couldn't find it) so when we got to the end
we had half of the required co-ordinates, but the other half were
rather vague. So we looked at the map, looked at where we might
expect a bonus cache to be hidden, read the hint and trusted to luck.
And we found that bonus cache. Even though I was prepared to abandon
it.
We had one or two other
"little episodes" on the way. The storms of the last
week had brought down a few trees to block our way. At one point a
farmer had deliberately blocked a footpath with a six feet high
fence. I've emailed the chap who organised the geocache series about
this; you find yourself obviously following the right route as you
come to the geocache, then you are faced with a fence. You can either
backtrack several hundred yards or climb the fence. We climbed it.
The mud was rather thick
too. I fell on my backside twice.
With the Cluedo series
done we walked around Crowborough for a bit, and then moved on to
Eridge where we did an Earthcache. Or everyone else played on the
rocks whilst I did geography homework (depending on your
perspactive). To be fair the Earthcache was my idea. Getting one
in Sussex bungs up my geo rating. I'm now a silver-level Earthcache
master (!)
As always there are
photos
of the day on-line.
And so home, and with er
indoors TM" off out with her mates and
"Furry Face TM fas asleep I was left
home alone. Which wasn't a bad thing; I had beer to get out of the
bucket and into the barrel. Never a dull moment...
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