So, back in early September we had a glorious week in Devon. We stayed in a fantastic house and saw the most amazing sunsets from our roof terrace. Here’s one.
I managed a bit of geocaching. The most interesting was above Woolacombe beach.
There’s a geocache in them there hills:
Hang glider Heaven (GCVB8T), as the name implied, involved a bit of a walk up that hill you can see in the distance. Luckily I had parked near the start of the trail but as Skye and I made our way up the track it was obvious that the going was getting steeper. I soon realised I was seriously out of condition.
By the time I reached this sign and the incline levelled out I was knackered. Skye, on the other hand, was still raring to go so, after a brief pause, we continued onwards and upwards.
After a while, we arrived at the rough location of GZ. The cache appeared to be in the middle of an impenetrable swathe of small trees, gorse bushes and bracken. While Skye tried unsuccessfully to hoover up some nearby rabbit droppings (I wouldn’t let her!), I boxed around the area with one eye on the arrow. Finding a way in, I began to burrow until the narrow, brambly opening developed into a hidden path which was surprisingly easy to negotiate.
Once “inside” and completely hidden from view, we hunted around until I spotted a small outcrop of naturally occurring slate. Moving a couple of likely rocks aside revealed the cache! Once I’d done the biz, I extricated myself (and Skye). Before walking away I checked out the interesting geocoin I had liberated; only to discover that the coin had to stay in the cache! Grr! Back in I go! At least I had checked this out while I was still at GZ, I would have been less than happy to find that out when I was back at the bottom of the hill!
At least our return journey was downhill!