Masses of geocache hunting with some events thrown in for good measure.
Caching in a forest in moderately bad weather, because there was an event on.
Five go mad in Valenciennes. Except there were only four of us. Unless you include the ukelele.
My initial enthusiasm was beaten into a bloody pulp of despair by the endless treks through neck-high nettles.
It’s madness ! Madness, I tell you. It was quite a lot of caching, anyway. So much so that I didn’t seem to bother with any photos.
A couple of loops of caches close to home, one out in the country and one in the town (well, in a park on the edge of town).
A day for finishing off a few small loops that remained on the Hatley Heart Attack. “At last” I hear you say, “you’ve been doing them since last year”.
A mad dash round some bits of Cambridgeshire, resulting in a mass of finds.
Not much to say. I went caching. I wish I hadn’t bothered.
On the radar for today was chipping away at one of the large remaining loops on the Hatley Heart Attack.
This was another day for eating away a big chunk of the Hatley Heart Attack series.
It started as a bit of a “can’t be bothered” sort of a day, having given up on my initial plans to travel the other side of Bedford.