After yesterday's
exertions I slept like a log. Unfortunately the rest of the household
were feeling it too. If it wasn't the snoring of "er indoors
TM" keeping me awake it was that of "Furry
Face TM" .
I scoffed my raspberry
curd over brekkie, then looked at the geo-map to make plans for next
weekend. If anyone fancies a walk round Surrey next Sunday do drop me
a line. I tend to forget to invite people; it's not deliberate, just
absent-mindedness.
I then went and woke my
dog (he needed his brekkie) and we drove up to Toys Hill.
Being a geo-calendar day and needing to use up my annual leave, a
week or so ago I asked if anyone fancied a small geo-wander. Some
friends were free, and so five of us (and two dogs) met up in
the car park at Toys Hill this morning. I'd had a look on the map and
seen two seperate series of geocaches and a couple of stand-alone
caches in the area. So last night I'd studied the ordnance survey
maps and worked out what seemed to be the easiest route to walk to
find all fourteen geo-targets.
Our walk started off well
enough, we kicked off with a visit to an old tower which is now used
as a home for bats. From here we had to find the road and cross it. A
simple enough proposition?
Through the wonders of
pinpoint accuracy sat-nav positioning it soon became painfully
obvious that the footpaths marked on the maps toward the north of
Toys Hill bore no relation whatsover to the footpaths that are
actually there. For our second and third geo-targets we followed the
sat-nav arrows blindlly through thickets and jungles. Fortunately for
my nerves by the time we found our fourth sandwich box we were back
onto footpaths. We were grateful for that...
We soon found ourselves
walking through the National Trust land around Emmetts.
Very unusually we found some toilets as we walked. We took advantage
of those. From Emmetts there was quite a bit of upping and downing as
we went along; I didn't realise that Toys Hill is one of the highest
points of Kent.
We saw some rather
spectacular views, we found a ram-pump,
and for a short while even acquired a third dog.
After five miles and
three hours we found ourselves back at the car park. It had been a
rather good walk. We said our goodbyes, and made our various ways
home. Once home I set the washing machine doing its thing and
watched a rather thought-provoking play on the telly. If the chance
arose would you steal thirty five thousand pounds?
I
took some photos whilst we wallked. With lunch scoffed I put them
on-line, then dozed on the sofa until "er indoors TM"
came home. She boiled up a rather good bit of tea, then fought with
the printer. Apparently wireless printers don't like Windows 10. She
stressed with it until she gave herself hiccups, then went off
bowling (as she does on a Monday).
I then spent the rest of
the evening watching telly. Monday is a good telly night...
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