A long day of trudging through shin-deep squidgy mud, punctuated by the occasional finding of a geocache. It was hard work.
I was minding my own business on Facebook one night when a certain local geocaching blogger asked me if I’d like to contribute to his experiment and answer a short quiz about my life in geocaching.
In the early part of August I was sitting at the PC one night and I got round to thinking about geocaching. I hadn't done any for ages (not since March, just before the COVID lockdowns started). OK, I'd been a bit busy trying to fix up the back garden over the summer,...
The annual UK Mega geocaching event was being held in Aberdeen. I know someone who lives there.
Wandering around the countryside near Cambridge. Well, why not? Especially as I hadn’t done much caching in 2019.
You’ve got more rabbit than Sainsbury’s. Why don’t you get it off your chest?…etc. Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit, rabbit!
A rodent with massive ears. Blimey! Who could resist a day of caching to draw a picture of Mickey Mouse?
A mildly disappointing lack of diminutive gardening experts, but quite a lot of plastic containers.