Me and my trusty apprentice had a very successful trashing trip today.
I have left my GPS at home, not having intended to do any trashing on this trip. But as Geotrasher2 was keen to bag his first, I took him to a place I knew there was one. I hadn't been to this place before, but I knew there was a cache hereabouts. I had read the posts for a couple of years and was sure we could find it.
I parked the car and we tried on this side of the river, in a likely spot... nothing. Then again, perhaps it was on the little path that lead away from the river. Nothing.
"I wonder if those poeple are looking for the same thing?"
"No they seem to be looking at the river. But they are watching us... "
Hmmm maybe it was on the other side? Beside the trees? Inside the wall? What about in that pile of twigs? Nothing....
We were about to give up. After all we had overshot the 30 minutes about three times over by now !!! The couple that looked like geotrashers had gone away now.
Back to the car... but "hold on" says Geotrasher2... "that girl looks like she's holding a GPS... and they have a map..." I wonder...
So, we followed them. A group of 4 people and a dog. And us behind, sniggering like schoolkids. Up a lane behind some houses. Keep back, so they can't see us.
They stop... then spread out... "FOUND IT!!" the cry went out.
We pretended to be taking photographs of the view. We were, but also of them!!
We carried on up the lane, to pretend we were carrying on.
They hung around for ages! We were waiting in the wings, trying to stay warm in the biting wind, watching them until they finally decided to go away.
Then... raced to see the cache site, to see if we could find it... after all it took them ages... "IS THAT IT??" - "what - that very obvious badly-hidden bag with a stone on top of it that doesn't look remotely natural?" "yup..."
Bagged. Hurrah!!