Yesterday I mentioned how
social media is a great way to keep up with the mundane trivia of
everyone else's life. Over brekkie I activated my lap top and caught
up with more. Such as discovering that after a busy day yesterday at
the zoo spent scoffing far too much pic-nic, little baby Jake had a
bout of chocolate cake flavoured sick last night.
I also found out that my
kite-flying friends were camping out at the South of England show at
Ardingly. Last night was apparently especially cold. I did whinge a
little that it would have been nice to have been told about the
Ardingly thing... but then I suppose if I'd paid my subs to the kite
club then I would have been told about it.
Yesterday (at least)
two groups of people walked my new geo-series. As I scoffed toast I
read the reports they had posted. Following exactly the same
instructions one group had gone astray whilst another group had no
problems. Strange... I've amended the description a little.
With brekkie scoffed we
collected the rest of the team and set off to Eastling for the
traditional Sunday geo-stroll. Some days we go mob-handed, other days
not with quite so many. Today was a "not quite so many"
day. The day started badly with Suzy pup seeming to have problems
with her paw. We couldn't see anything wrong with it, and decided to
carry on and keep a close eye on her. We didn't keep as close an eye
on her as we might have done; when our attention was distracted she
got wind of a pheasant and shot off. There was a slight (fifteen
minutes) hiatus whilst we searched for her. In the past Fudge has
disgraced himself by running off. But he's rarely taken as long to
find. Suzy did a good job of running off. "Furry Face TM"
stayed on the lead for much of the walk; there were loads of
pheasants and he was obviously tracking them for much of the way.
I say "pheasants"
- at several points of the walk I heard branches breaking and
something larger crashing about in the woods. i could be wrong but I
think there were deer about.
It was a really good
walk; about six miles, and perfect walking weather. Not too hot, a
gentle breeze, and the ground dry enough to sit down for a pic-nic.
Geocachically there was a mixture of hides ranging from dead simple
"film-pot-under-rock" to rather cleverly hidden
tricky ones. One of these had us stumped, and we only managed to
claim a find by the cachers following us catching up and finding it
for us.
As always it was good to
meet fellow tupperware-hunters and chat.
We drove home via one or
two other concealed sandwich boxes. I've only got one left to find
within four miles of home.
I
took some photos as we walked. I do that. Once home I uploaded
these to cyber-space. I don't know if the world wants to see my
random photos, but I know my mum likes seeing them. And I get
unlimited photo storage with Facebook anyway.
Realising that bonfire
season is nearly upon us I then checked the diary dates. There's
nothing (within reasonable distance) happening next weekend,
but the weekend after is Hastings bonfire parade. That's a must-do
event. And Rye bonfire is on 14 November. That's a must-do as well.
Right - decent bit of
scoff now and a decent bottle of plonk. Today's a special day you
know...
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