After a relatively good night I got up. Having
found a drawing pin on the carpet last night (in the dark) I was rather
careful as I stepped about.
I made toast as I
looked at a rather dull internet. Not much had happened on Facebook overnight,
but I’d had a load of “Found It” logs from someone who had been round
the geocaches I’d put out in Kings Wood.
He’d come all the way
from Scotland, and openly admitted he’d found a cheat site from which he’d
downloaded the final locations rather than doing the puzzles as they were
supposed to be done.
I suppose if people
want to cheat it is entirely up to them, but this chap has found over fifty
thousand geocaches and hidden one. One! And they wonder why the hobby is dying
on its arse.
We got the leads on to
the dogs and set off to Dog Club where we had a rather good time. The dogs (ours
and everyone else’s) had a great time. As they charged around a couple of
the young lads who come along showed me what they had been doing over the last
few weeks. They’d made a “Top Trumps” game featuring the dogs from Dog
Club. The “Morgan” card had a very high score for speed. The “Treacle”
card had a very low score for speed, but had a rather high “defence”
score.
As we drove home we
were rather disappointed that Steve wasn’t on the radio. His stand-in was at
best a pale imitation.
We came home, had a
cuppa, then set off to Singleton Lake where we met Karl, Tracey and Charlotte,
and we had a rather good walk round the lake and up to the waterfalls, then
home for a bit of dinner. We had a rather good bit of dinner. And beer. And
port and cheese. It was good to catch up.
After pretty much an entire bottle of port the
rest of the day was rather vague…
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