Yesterday I thought I
might take my dog on a little walk round the Bethersden area to see
if I could start planning a geo-stroll. Events conspired against that
plan, but today I woke at 6am, and couldn't get back to sleep. "Furry
Face TM" seemed up for a walk, so we set
off shortly after 7am.
We started badly; a minor
altercation with a cyclist. As I was pulling out I didn't see him.
When he'd finished shouting the "F" word several
times I pointed out that if he will dress all in black and have no
lights whatsoever, he really should use his bell or hooter more often
when it's obvious that motorists can't see him. And if he's too mean
to pay for a bell or hooter, then he might shout *before* it
is too late .
As he struggled to find
any kind of response I told him that he was in the wrong, and he
needed to sort it out.
We drove off.
It didn't take long to
get to Bethersden; I put on my gaiters and we set off. I had a vague
idea of the route I wanted to take, and we pretty much followed that
route. As we walked we met over-friendly cows and ponies, and saw
sheep and rabbits. We did struggle with the paths in places though.It
was pretty obvious that farmers in that part of the world really
don't subscribe to the theory of marking out footpaths. For much of
the way I was able to use the GPS on "Hannah" to
keep me on track, but there was one point where the footpaths were
utterly impassable. Fortunately the country lanes there weren't busy.
I went out hoping to be
able to find hides for thirty five geocaches; I got thirty five hides
along (just over) eight miles. I've now got to find an hour or
so to communicate my plans to the geo-feds to see if the route is
acceptable. Some areas are owned by Forestry Commission or are sites
of special scientific interest, or are just no-go for geo-stuff even
though they don't look any different to anywhere else.
Mind you my gaiters got a
goot work-out today. I'm quite pleased with them.
I
took some photos whilst we were out, and once home posted them on
Facebook as I scoffed my lunch. And with lunh scoffed I took myself
off to bed. I would have liked to have slept for longer, but I got a
couple of hours asleep.
I'm now off to
Folkestone. "Daddies Little Angel TM"
says she will feed me before the night shift...
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