There are a number of caches that invite you to take a walk around a town and gather clues at particular points which are combined to make up the co-ordinates of the final cache. To tell the truth I can never be bothered with doing this type of cache. There is one of this type in Bradford, so rather than walk it I set out to see if it was possible to solve the clues using Google – using satellite view, street view and the normal search engine. Continue reading
Caches No’s 2209 to 2216 – 5 Miles Out Again
Not being employed means that I have more time to go out caching than I have previously had, so I am gradually finding all the local caches… my aim is to get back to having no caches within the 5 mile radius… a thing I managed in 2010 but have let slip since Continue reading
Caches No’s 2201 to 2208 – Yet another trip to Norfolk
My annual Autumn trip to Hunstanton in Norfolk (see 850, 1,250 & 2,000 caches ago). This time I did not do any caching on the way down, mainly because I was going via Nottingham, and there weren’t any suitable drive-by’s on my route !
What Adam (UKCacheMag) had done was arrange a 15 minute Flash Mob meet in Hunstanton on the Saturday afternoon of our trip, at 1:14pm on Nov 10th… i.e. 10/11/12 13:14… we didn’t know whether there would be any more people there than just him and me ! Continue reading
Caches No’s 2190 to 2200 – The Old Road from Cookridge Pt 2
The evening after I went up Otley Old Road and to Cookridge some more new caches were put out – on the same footpaths as I had walked earlier that day… so the next morning I went back up to where I’d been 24 hours before to find these new caches
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Caches No’s 2181 to 2189 – The Old Road from Cookridge Pt 1
A Frosty, foggy Sunday morning took me out to find some new caches put out in a familiar place – where the Bramhope Circular walk caches were hidden earlier this year… Continue reading
Caches No’s 2179 and 2180 – Mud, Glorious Mud
2nd November 2012 – Don’t Look Down! GC33J1T – cache #2179
I really don’t like mud, so what the hell am I doing out walking in it ? – That was a thought I had many times as I walked from the car park to a cache that looked from the description like it would be difficult enough in nice dry conditions.
The path to the cache was an ankle deep bog in many places, and what made it worse was that the boggiest places were often disguised by a fresh covering of yellow oak and beech leaves making it actually quite pretty, but horribly muddy underfoot. Continue reading