Geocaching

Today we went geocaching with Andor. The reason behind all this geocaching is that I suddenly felt like placing a cache, but I can't do it until I found 50. In the past I have been to lots of places where there is a cache, but either we didn't bother to find it or if we did, but took no note of the password and couldn't prove on geocaching.hu that we found it.

No more! I am taking this geocaching lark quite seriously now and today I got to my total found to 10 caches, which is 20% of 50. As the weather was unbelievably gorgeous, especially for 1st November, we also had a good time. Well, I have to qualify that: some of the finding the caches was great, others less so.

The first we went for were a set of enormous rock walls and we got there in a roundabout way, but returned via the actual rock walls, sliding down the hill on our bums in something that resembled a scree slope.

The view from the top of the rocks was breathtaking and another point of interest was that this cache was placed by some orienteers we know. Then we moved onto another rock wall, but this time no hiking of several kilometres was required. We drove to a village, Roy parked up both himself and the car and we climbed to the top of the rock wall in about 20 minutes.

Finding the cache got quite hard as the description of where it had been hidden was pretty useless. Fnally we found it and happily walked back to the car. We then had our lunch, followed by a drive to see a nice village stations of the cross. It was white and the cache was in the small copse behind the crosses. Finding the cache was very easy and the weather was still holding.+-

The final cache unfortunately was so dreadfully described and hidden away from the given co-ordinates, that it soured what otherwise had been a great day. The monument to see was the ruins of a 13th century church. However, the cache was supposed to be up the hill in a conifer forest. The GPS kept insisting it was where we couldn't find it and we nearly gave up when we had another last try, going into the woods from the very top of the hill and finally it was there. I thought the point of geocaching is to get you to interesting places where you can see, learn or engage with something that you will enjoy and which was worth visiting. Well, our ill tempered crawling on all fours trying to find the last one was calculated to achieve something like the total opposite of that intended. Probably the only saving grace of this cache was the view from the top and all along the path we took to get there or back from there.

We got home in the early evening, but I was so tired that it took quite some effort for my eyes to stay open. I am off to bed now. Night-night to everybody!!