A new series had appeared nearby to the north-west, near the village of Denton. It looked like a decent day out, and I arranged to meet Pesh to go and have a pop at it. It proved to be fairly fast walking and good weather.
We met in Denton, having parked up next to the church. While I was waiting for Pesh to arrive I grabbed the details for the Church Micro, which was a short multi, and was able to work out the final coordinates. It was nearby.
We walked around the series in number-order and made extremely good progress as a result of the terrain being fairly good and the caches being fairly new. We got caught up by another cacher (Dijons) and then proceeded round the rest of the circuit as a three. That made for some very quick finds.
About halfway round I was able to walk up a hill and fetch a multi I’d solved a few years previously but couldn’t find (Cogenhoe Wanderers). It turned out to be quite easy on this visit.
By the time we got back to the cars we’d found about 35 caches in well under 3 hours, but hadn’t really catered in the drinks department, so we popped into the pub for a quick drink before breaking up. Pesh had somewhere to be.
On my way home I did a few drive-bys, but not with any great enthusiasm. It made a fairly reasonable day of 42 finds though.
The caches I found on the day were:
A nice day for a bit of a walk on my first day out of caching after we returned from Catalonia at the end of August.
There were a few series of caches to the south and east of Buckingham that I liked the look of for an afternoon walk, so I headed off armed with the usual array of bits and bobs to make my way around the AAA series and the PAP series. There were a few others on the route too.
The walk around the AAA series was fairly straightforward and I managed to find pretty much everything. The PAP series proved more troublesome when I reached the middle of the big field where the photos were taken. The lay of the land looked very different to the map, and it was really difficult to tell where the footpaths actually went.
I asked a dogwalker, but she wasn’t able to help, and after a bit of mucking around and staring incorrectly at a couple of routes I got unreasonably accosted by a member of the agricultural community who was in no way willing to tell me where the actual footpaths went. She was only prepared to tell me all the places I wasn’t supposed to be going. I thought that was a bit harsh.
Anyway, I plodded around and generally back in the direction I’d come for a couple of minutes until she left again, and then I resumed my long-range scan of the horizon. Eventually I spotted what seemed to be a gap in the hedge several hundred metres away and saw a barely perceptible route directly across the big field. The field had been recently ploughed, so previous tramplings weren’t obvious. Having spotted the route, I took great pleasure in walking directly across that field, almost willing the farmer to come and challenge me about it, but she didn’t, so I figured she’d had enough of the “get orff moi laaaaand” for one day.
It was plain sailing after that, aside from not being able to find one of the caches.
On the way home I stopped in Whaddon to do a letterbox cache that had been winking at me for a few months, and that made a total of 44 finds for the afternoon.
The caches I found on the day were :