Life in a nutshell, 'cos it's better if you're nuts!
A day wandering around Thornborough and Godington doing bits of the PAT and RAG caching series with Daughterus Minimus
An afternoon of remembering cartoons starring Finbarr Saunders whilst attempting to find geocaches. I love this village’s name.
In English villages, the church is normally the largest, oldest and most impressive building.
Hacking around the HAH and RAG caching series around Poundon on the very western edge of Buckinghamshire. “Agricultural” sums it up.
Kas somehow got it into her mind that it would be a good-fun idea to run an ultra-marathon in Cumbria to finish off the summer holidays.
Our journey home was punctuated by a night over in Dijon, the home of French mustard.
A slow day for three of us while Kas went for a long run in the morning. All four of us went for a short walk in the afternoon.
Today was that traditional day in each holiday where we didn’t really do much. The weather was a bit showery and grey and we were all a bit pooped after a long day out yesterday.
Geocaching in three different countries in the same day. I haven’t done that for a couple of years.
We didn’t quite do what we’d planned to do, but what we did do ended up being good.
Chamonix is a living geography lesson. It’s the one where the teacher was talking about moraines, eskers and U-shaped valleys, if you remember it.
A trip up to the top of the scarily tall looking mountain that overlooks Chamonix. Thankfully, the resident Bond villain was out.