Today was the start of my holiday up in Yorkshire and it was wall-to-wall sunshine, just like being abroad.
Actually, I’m lying. I’m staying with the Old Trout for a while. It’s certainly Up North and quite close to Yorkshire. But I believe that technically she lives in “Redcar and Cleveland”. But no one knows where that is, so it’s easier to mention Yorkshire and possibly Whitby, make a few pleasant muttering noises and leave it at that.
Oh, and as for wall-to-wall sunshine? No. That there was not. Pea-soup fog was the order for most of the day.
But I’m not moaning. I’m on holiday and holidays are taken to be enjoyed. And so it was that I found myself at midday scrambling up a muddy bank in order to fix one of the Old Dear’s more annoying geocaches. It’s a long tube tied to a tree. If you fill it with water, up pops a duck, and attached to it the log that you need to sign to claim a find. Well, that’s how It’s supposed to work. Unfortunately geocachers can be a rough lot at times. The pipe had been yanked about and broken. So I clambered up to it today complete with glue, gaffer tape, screwdriver… you name it.
After half an hour I’d succeeded in finding the all of the broken parts. I’d also slid down part of the bank in an ungainly fashion, gaining a covering patina of mud.
Meanwhile, the Old Trout fended off a local farmer who had decided that the fat, muddy woman stuck up a bank in the middle of nowhere was in need of rescuing. Perhaps he would be the gallant knight to do so? Yes, I agree that the prongs on the front of his tractor might enable me to get down. But I didn’t actually want to get down. Well, not before I stuck the pipe back together properly anyway.
It was with relief that after about an hour the cache was sorted and we were able to escape from the lane before the kindly farmer brought a mate to take a gander at the muddy weirdos up the bank.
On second thoughts, there was only one muddy weirdo. The Old Trout stayed remarkably clean, considering.
After that, the world was our oyster. We decided to check on a few more caches. All needed a little TLC, but none came close to the wrangling involved with the pipe.
This is one of the caches. You have to lay the stones out in a particular order and decrypt what’s written on them in order to find out the coordinates for the final cache.
I think that in total we checked 7 caches today.
And I had a great time.
Unfortunately the scrambling up and down the slope did my knees in and wore me out, so we had to come home early. I didn’t get as many steps in as I’d have liked.
So I added in 20 press ups to make myself feel better.
Sunny Yorkshire Day: reached step goal, 20 push ups
Steps Taken: 4,190
Difficulty Level: medium