Memory is a strange phenomenon. I know I have been out on the 13th of April to find a cache nearby, but I must have forgotten to take a picture and looking back at my calendar for that date, I had no reason to go to the mainland that day either, but here we are: I did find a cache and I sure remember all the ants that crawled all over my car boot when I'd removed the lid of the container to sign the logbook. :-)
The cache's name was Peeling Road.
Saturday April 18, 2015
At the end of the same week a group of people wanted to do a Night Cache, meaning that you go out in the dark in search of a cache, generally aided by glowing signs that light up when you shine your torch on them.
Sleepy Hollow was such a cache, made a little bit more difficult because of the walk partially through creek beds and low lying path ways after a out of rain. It's also a multi, so a fair bit of walking and searching was involved, but all that together, and the surprises we discovered, made it a great experience.
|...followed by scary, funny...|
|...and not so funny surprises :-)|
|followed by a lock that wouldn't open or close properly. Arrggg...|