There was no caching last week as the weather turned so bad (dark, gloomy, raining etc.) that we didn't go. I decided to go back to the village on Wednesday, which cheered Roy up a bit. While at home I carried on with my usual routine of watching TV, reading and catching up with my jobs on the computer. I finished the MACSE translations, although the word 'finish' does not apply to those, as no matter how many I do, Ildi will always come up with some more as soon as I think I've finished.
Roy and I checked the ploughed up lane at the back to see if the farmer had reinstated it as the council requested. No chance! I would have been amazed if he did. I took some photos, sent them to the mayor and await further developments. (Coz I'm an idiot!) I managed to fetch the new calendars from Arpi and Zita finally, so they adorn several walls now, although I am yet to pay for them.
And now for the bombshell of the week: my orienteering club might cease to exist. I won't bore you with the detail, but it is now on a downhill of slow death and as that means the membership fees are only going steeply up I will change clubs soon. The deadline for this is february 15th, so I'd better get my finger out. Basically, I am thinking of going back to my old club and had already put out feelers to see if they would have me back. As the woman who was the cause of my departure last time is not very active now and definitely does not deal with the finances I wouldn't mind going back there.
Stephen has been very quiet lately. No little chats with Elian and Xander either! :-( I suppose they must be busy. So, currently I am back in town, this time there was an opera performance on Tuesday, which was brilliant. I saw The Fledermaus, which is really an operetta, not an opera, but it was so well done, that I had a brilliant time.
Then, finally I went geocaching yesterday. The weather was not very brilliant again, which makes me think somebody somewhere had cursed Wednesdays. Last week it was the worst weather day in a week otherwise quite reasonable weather and it was shaping up to be the same this week. Anyway, Andor is not that easy to frighten off, not like Klari, and neither am I, so we went and thankfully it cheered up as the day went along. It stopped raining after an hour and by the end of the afternoon even the sun came out. We finally managed to get 9 caches, although one was registered as a 'Found without the password'. That was a 50 foot high rock and the cache was supposed to be about 12 foot high up on it. Andor tried twice, me once, but no luck. The rest of them were fine, some included some steep hiking into thick forest, others just a walk round town, one by a lovely lake, others up on a hillside watching the sun set. My particular favourite was an old neglected Schwabian cemetery and the crazy modern buildings of a new university. The 'mushroom' rock thankfully did not involve high jinks pretending to be alpinists and I loved the walk round a pretty lake in the middle of nowhere. All in all, very good day and now I am sore and off back to the village.
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| The lovely lake with the closed restaurant on the other bank |
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| One of the buildings by Makovecz at the Pazman Peter University |
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| The Calvinist Church in Piliscsaba |
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| The stages of the cross up a steep hill |
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| The little chapel at the top of the stages of the cross |
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| The 'mushroom' rock |
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| Andor by the mushroom rock |
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| Me on the rockaface, after I couldn't find the cache |
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| The big rockface from a distnace |
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| Old Schwabian gravestone in a heart form |
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| En route to the last cache above the vineyard |
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| The setting sun from the vineyard |
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| The old schwabian cemetery, neglected but very picturesque |
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| The chapel above the old Schwabian cemetery |
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| Another old Schwabian gravestone |
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