I suppose I slept well;
there is no denying I would like to have slept longer. After the
party last night I was rather late to bed, and today's plans made for
an early start. Mind you I'd rather have plans and an early start on
a day off; I did spend an inordinate amount of yesterday sitting
around waiting for time to pass.
Over brekkie I had a look
on-line. I do that most mornings. Not much had happened in the six
hours since I had last looked; which was probably for the best. With
brekkie devoured we collected Suzy and her associate and again set
off for deepest Surrey. There is a series
of geocaches in Surrey around the village of Outwood. Whilst
there was only (only!) seventeen caches on that route, by
starting at cache #10 and taking one or two judicious diversions we
were able to increase this up to thirty-six targets.
Twelve of us (and two
small dogs) met in the wonderfully-named "Gayhouse Lane"
and off we went.
As we walked we heard
skylarks and stopped the dogs from seeing rabbits; even if Fudge did
disappear down a hole or two. We met sheep who lived in a junk yard.
We found plenty of mud, and the first bluebells of the year.
We even found a kiddies
rope swing which promptly snapped under my weight.
About three quarters of
the way round we found a pub. We sat in the garden and had a pint.
Well, most of us had a pint. I had two. You don't see Tanglefoot on
the hand pump very often.
Cache-wise the day was
mixed. But then we'd chosen a route we'd efffectively made up
ourselves so we were rather expecting it to be somewhat variable.
Some of the hides were works of genius. Some were twenty yards away
from where we were hoping to find them; it did help having a
Geo-Genius in our midst.
We started walking at
10am; we got back to Gayhouse Lane at 5.30pm. We'd been out and about
for a shade over ten miles.
I surprised myself by
staying awake for the drive home. Once home a certain dog had his
bath and his tea and went to sleep. He does charge about like a thing
possessed on our long walks, but it is all for dramatic effect. When
his audience is not about to watch him he sleeps a lot.
As
we walked I took a few photos; I put them on-line. We then had a
ratther good bit of dinner whilst watching an episode of "Benidorm"
then I did the day's geo-admin.
I'm thinking an early
night might be a good idea; my left knee *really* hurts and I
caught the sun today...
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