Today I did 59 caches, all on the bike. I spent quite a lot of time in sight of Morborne Transmitter, which makes me think of Laurel and Hardy and I keep humming the cuckoo song.
Some very good surfaces to ride on; there's a cycleway that I think used to be a road, because it's tarmaced.
Midmorning, it rained, and I got wet. But at this time of year, that's no big deal, and when the weather improved, I got dry again. Except for my feet; my boots aren't waterproof.
When I got back to the car after 39 caches, I had lunch, relocated and did 20 more. A good day out!
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