After last night's
debacle "Furry Face TM" was
banished to his basket overnight. However he still managed to disturb
everyone by declaring "Red Alert" and having a
woofing fit at 3am. I didn't really get back to sleep after that.
When next door's baby started crying at 6am I decided to get up. Mind
you for all that I grumble about my dog, I do think the little baby's
crying is rather sweet.
As I scoffed my brekkie
toast so my dog snored. Clearly he was still worn out after his
nocturnal woofing fit. With little else to keep me entertained I
watched "Toddlers and Tiaras". The children are
quite sweet, but the mothers are rather scary.
"er indoors TM"
arose, and soon we were off on our way. Regular readers of this
drivel are often reminded of what I've been up to in the past, and
today I'll recall something I wrote on April
1 2013 when we went on a little geo-stroll round Eynsford. At the
time I said "We definitely need to go back to the area - it's
really scenic and there's lots more caches still to be found in the
area". It only took two years, but today we went back. The
"Wonderful Walk" geo-series has been seriously
re-vamped over the last few months; some of the caches we'd done have
been archived, some new ones have appeared, and there were some we
didn't find last time that were still there waiting for us.
We met up with our
geo-buddies at the designated starting point. Much as we were pleased
to meet up there's no denying no one was as excited about the meeting
as "Furry Face TM"; he simply
would not stop woofing.
Our geo-walk started off
on the wrong foot with a DNF (Did Not Find), and we struggled
with the second geo-target but such is the life geocachical. I think
it's probably fair to say that this series of caches isn't "yet
another film pot under a rock"; it takes a little effort to
find these caches (which is a good thing). Some we struggled
with; some we couldn't find at all two years ago popped up
immediately this time, some eluded us completely.
As we walked we saw hawks
(of some sort), rabbits, a demonstration of fire engines, a
fly-past by the Red Arrows, and there was a rather dodgy five minutes
when my dog saw a squirrel and flew off in hot pursuit dragging poor
Charlotte along down a rather steep hill at full pelt.
The walk from Shoreham up
through Lullingstone is rather beautiful. I can thoroughly recommend
it as a wonderful walk.
The last time we welked
here we totally underestimated how long we should allow for the walk;
there's no denying we ran short of time today. But we weren't *that*
late back to the cars; certainly not too late for a couple of pints
of ale.
And I even took
a few photos whilst we were out.
My little dog is now
snoring in his basket. I shall sleep well too...
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