On Saturday, Miss Glade and I decided to go Geo Caching for the second time. We did it the first time on Bank Holiday Monday, but didn’t find a thing and so gave up, however inspired by Muddy Mum from Mud and Nettles, we decided to give it another try.
With beautiful views like this Rapeseed field with the Welsh Hills in the background, I decided it was a great way to spend the afternoon even if we didn’t find anything again. The 12 year old was slightly less enthusiastic.
However, when she quickly found her first ‘Cache’, with a little help from a runner who had done the same last week with his children, she was thrilled!
She was keen to carry on and find more. We walked along the track of the old railway line that forms The Wirral Way and didn’t see another living soul for miles. It was beautiful.
The next find was a lot easier than the first. Then when we were looking for the third one , we ended up in a sort of ditch, in front of an empty field. The clue said something about the view of the Welsh Hills so that was the direction that I looked to, I heard a rustling behind me and turned, expecting to see another walker, instead this handsome chap and his friend who was My Sunday Photo had appeared to say hello.
We honestly couldn’t believe it and forgot about Geo Caching for a while, instead preferring to admire our hosts, we were at the bottom of their field after all.
Eventually, we did find the cache at the top of the ditch so really we need not to have got that close, but it was extraordinary to see them.
The next two finds were relatively straightforward. If she hadn’t been getting hunger pangs, the youngest would still be there, she had a great time.
On Sunday, As we were about to take the dog for his walk, we looked to see if there are any Caches near to where we live. There was one listed behind a field, somewhere we had never explored before.
Eventually we found that one too, although I think. we made it difficult for ourselves.
Afterwards we went back towards our house through the woods, stopping off to reward ourselves with Cheshire Ice Cream.
Although, that said, I think my real reward was seeing this absolutely beautiful Bluebell wood that was hidden away behind a sports centre. Between that and the horses the day before, we couldn’t decide which had been the most magical.
Equally, the look on the youngest’s face when we eventually located the Caches was priceless. It was a fabulous thing to do, to get out in the thick of the undergrowth and have a good look around, it’s amazing what you miss power walking along these beautiful paths.
If you are tempted to take part, I strongly suggest you read Muddy Mum’s blog, she is far more advanced and knowledgable than us.
Have a lovely day!
