Monday, May 29, 2006

So follow me, follow

We took the Boy down to Sussex to visit his granny at the weekend, because it’s been ages since he saw her last. We’ve been trying to work out exactly when it was – definitely August 1999, but surely he’s been down there since? I’ll have to look through the old calendars. Anyway, it seemed sensible to visit while we could, even though it was a Bank Holiday weekend with all the associated traffic joys, which meant it was 11pm by the time we got there, having abandoned the M25 and gone cross country (freelance, ignoring Henrietta the Navigator, who got into a right strop).

While we were down there we introduced the Boy to the joys of caching, and although he doesn’t seem mad keen I think he quite enjoyed the experience - especially the bit where Harry and I went different ways, and at different speeds, around a stump. It’s lucky there’s a drought or I might have vanished entirely, but my hand (without the GPS) reached solid ground at about elbow-depth. It was more than a tad damp underfoot; in fact we wouldn’t have been surprised to see alligators slipping into the ‘puddles’.
Drought conditions

That particular cache was the Boy’s first find, which was good; the next was a Did Not Find, which rather spoilt it for him. It was disappointing for us too, as we had a Travel Bug that desperately wants to be in the area for collection by his Merkin owners next week. In the end we had to leave it at A Pile of Blogs and hope someone either moves it on in time or its owners can get there themselves.

Talking of the Blog Standard series …. Come on you lot, when are the rest going to be placed? Surely it’s not stopping at five? If so, what does a person who’s found them all* do with the numbers?

*hint hint smug grin*

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