Last weekend we stayed in a cabin in a forest.
We were right next to Sherwood Forest, ancient stamping ground of the legendary outlaw and wearer of green tights*, Robin Hood. Actually, we were located in a Forestry Commission forest a few miles from Sherwood itself.
It was a very peaceful location, surrounded as we were by pines. Lots of them.
The main purpose of the break was relaxation rather than adventure. We went for lots of walks in the forest. I even managed a couple of caches.
Firstly, we went to Sherwood Forest and did the touristy thing. In the middle of Sherwood Forest is a tree called ‘Major Oak’. I think it’s supposed to date from the time of Robin, it’s certainly extremely old and needs help to stand up.
Nearby was Major Oak (GC2024), a pretty old cache placed in October 2001. While the rest of the family took photos of the big tree, I set off into the woods to locate the cache. I knew it when I saw it – what a whopper!
The next day, our daughters went horse riding so my OH and I drove to Cresswell Crags where there is a series of geocaches. Doing the series was never going to be on the cards but I managed to pick up CCD#2: In Memorium (GC516BW). I’m always interested in anything with an aviation connection so it was good to be able to visit this memorial to this unfortunate Royal Canadian Air Force crew who died when their Wellington crashed during a training exercise. Also commemorated on the memorial is a local RAF fighter pilot.
As for the cache, I even managed to get my OH to help with the search (she even spotted it before me!) but I haven’t been able to convert her and she resolutely remains a muggle. Oh well!
* I don’t believe the green tights bit is historically accurate.
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!
Making ladder climbing more difficult:
Rock-climbing pipe cleaners:
“I don’t give a shit”:
Central Park Proposal:
Dogs and Pretzels:
An Englishman in New York:
Courtesy, Professionalism, Respect:
The subway cars are air-conditioned!:
Americans are very patriotic:
911 Memorial. Respect and Remembrance:
I took quite a few photographs as we wandered around Manhattan. Here are a few “postcards”. Hope you like them.
Not all Manhattan buildings are glass and stainless steel:
Or shiny and new:
Wholesale clothing, 2nd Floor:
Here’s a site for sore eyes:
High above the modern shop fronts, there are still signs of the old, um, signs:
Urban Outfitters have gone for a minimal, loft style. I love this:
Subject to inspection:
There’s still space available: