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 :