Have you ever had one of those days when you set out with loads of enthusiasm and return wondering why you’d bothered?
This was one of those days.
There was an entertaining looking series of about 30 caches around the village of Castle Donington and I had a reasonable looking Sunday morning before going out for lunch with my folks, so I figured I’d give it a go while the rest of the family was doing whatever they do, which is running in Kas’s case, and as little as possible in the kids’ case.
I managed to park in the centre of the village and join the caching circuit near the numbered start point. The general gist was that the circuit goes downhill in a northerly direction towards the Trent and the A50 and then turns around and comes back up again. Easy, right?
It was good going for the first 7 or 8 caches, but then I got to a railway line and started to have problems. I couldn’t find one there, and then I lost my way a little bit because the paths on the map weren’t evident on the ground, and there were a couple more misses, and I ended up wandering through an insect-infested swamp, and then had to scale a pretty steep hillside and wander through some less-than-nice housing estates.
Eventually, I ran out of time having done approximately two-thirds of the planned circuit. I was grumpy, but I needed to get home, and to be honest, it had been such a rubbish morning that I’d have given up anyway, regardless of not having finished the series. You live and learn.
Caches I did manage to find were :
On the radar for today was chipping away at one of the large remaining loops on the Hatley Heart Attack.
Today’s task started in the village of Toft and involved a walk of nearly 19 km, or 12 miles if you prefer. Some of the areas seemed distinctly familiar, especially on the drive there, and I think that’s because of previous trips down this way to complete the Cambridge CacheAthon and other bits of this Heart Attack series.
That’s pretty much all I have to say on the subject though, because I didn’t take a camera and there weren’t any church micros or other caches of note except for a puzzle that was actually a chirp, where I’d got the coordinates a year or so earlier when doing the Cambridge Cachathon, but timed out on that day. As luck would have it, this circuit took me right past it, and it was the biggest cache I found all day.
So it might have been quite a dull day in terms of my ability to write about it or provide you with a visually stunning portrait, but I did find 79 caches. I do think the diagrams made using Memory-Map are visually interesting though.
And no day with 79 cache finds can be regarded as a bad one.
Caches I found on this day were :
This was another day for eating away a big chunk of the Hatley Heart Attack series.
On the radar for today was a biggish loop starting in Hatley itself, and looping towards the south and east over a distance of about 15km.
I’m afraid it was another day where I didn’t take my camera, and where I didn’t pass any spectacularly good caches. There were just lots of them. 68 in fact.
It took me all day. It was getting distinctly dark by the time I got back to the car.
Generally, they were all easy finds apart from one that was evidently missing, and one where I found the appropriate hanging device mentioned in the hint, but no actual cache. It didn’t matter much though, because one of the remaining loops I had to do after this involved returning more or less to the spot where those two were missing.
As I approached the very final little part of the loop, around the church in East Hatley, I bumped into a couple from Scotland who looked like they were also up to no good. Nice to meet you. They were apparently doing a few caches in the evening, having driven down during the day, and had the aim of hacking round quite a few of them on the following day.
Caches I found on the day were :