"My Boy TM"
was something of the hero last night (apparently). Whilst
having his late-night fag he saw someone breaking into a car parked
nearby and he squealed them up to the pigs. It turned out that the
car they were breaking into had already been stolen and was abandoned
up his street.
I aam reliably informed
it was all rather exciting.
After a relatively late
brekkie we collected "Gordon Tracy" and three of us
(and two small dogs) made our way to Hawkinge for a stroll
through the mud. We had a good outing. Those of our party who enjoy
eating turds of various flavours (there were two of that ilk)
had their fill. Those who like hunting plastic hunted to their hearts
content.
We had a really good walk
before lunch just north of Reinden Wood; meeting a family who had
only just taken up geocaching. We gave them some pointers and some
warnings. We met a strange couple of chaps who were obviously out
ferreting. And we found mud. Lots of it.
After a couple of miles
we were back at the car where we lunched in relative warmth before
driving a mile or so to Acrise to make our way round a second series
of caches.
This second series of
caches gave us a harder time than the first. One of the caches was
especially tricky... let's just say that it took an hour to find. And
two of them were in positions that were just the teensiest bit cheeky
(if a small plastic box can be cheeky).
As always I took some
photos of the day. Several of my loyal readers have sommented
that they might like to come along on some of these weekend walks.
Everyone is welcome; The more the merrier..
Next week (weather
permitting) we are going to a place with a wonderful name -
"Rough
Common". If anyone wold like to come along just drop me
a line. And don't be put off - having a small dog or a propensity for
seeking out sandwich boxes isn'r compulsory.
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