Last night was COLD... I
got up shortly before 6am to see is a warm shower might improve
matters. One of the benefits of a proper camp site is a shower block.
Having had two of the
three morning "S" I went back to camp where I made myself a
cuppa (without waking everyone else) and then sat and watched
the world go by for an hour or so until the rest of our crew woke.
Luke Warm had had a
strange night. He's apparently too tall for his new sleeping bag and
whilst his bottom ninety per cent was warm enough, his top half was
cold. An impressive mathematical feat.
We then had a rather good
full English breakfast and then went into Maidstone for a little
geocaching. After all we were at geo-camp. We found a few, we didn't
find a few, we destroyed one (woops) then adjourned to The
Bull in Barming for a spot of lunch.
After a beef sandwich we
went for a little more of a geo-stroll. Totally underestimating the
abilities of my phone's batteries I found myself rather stumped at
one point, but we had a good stroll.
We went back to camp, and
had a beer or two. The Brightonians arrived and then we got to do
that really rare geo-phenomenon; a Wherigo cache.
After a flying visit to
an evening geo-event chicken curry made for a very good tea, beer
flowed, and I finally woke up alone in the mess tent at 2.15am.
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