Saturday 18 August 2012

Up the M1 to Twywell

It was very hot today, up to 30C, so I took plenty of water as I went round. I used battery 7 for the first time, and I got 18.3 km out of it. That's on very good track (cycleways), but I was making liberal use of the throttle.

On the way in to Twywell, I parked the car off the road and had a look for cache 19 in the series. Immediately, an angry lady drove up, and wanted to know what I was doing. I told her I was admiring the view, and she called me a liar.

Apparently, she's had trouble with people stealing things from her field which is adjacent. Chickens, blankets etc. So I asked her if she thought I was stealing chickens, and why isn't she calling the police? She explained that the police are fed up with her, and won't come. She was taking pictures of me and my number plates, and asked me again and again what I was doing there. "Admiring the view" was what I kept saying. "That's the weakest excuse I've ever heard," she said. After going round and round on this a few times, I said "Well, that's the one you're getting." And I drove off. "I'm telling everyone in the village about you," she yelled after me.

A couple of hours later, I passed here on my bike. I'd decided to give this one a miss, because of Mrs Angry. But the temptation was too great, and I found the cache, signed the log and pedalled off.

I'd suggest that this cache be relocated.

As I approached cache 21, I saw that a muggle was having a bonfire in the garden adjacent. So, remembering Mrs Angry from cache 19, I approached the cache around the back of the building, where he wouldn't see me. It didn't work. A voice called out "it's round the other side". So I sheepishly emerged and he pointed to where the cache was. "Thanks," I said. What a contrast with Mrs Angry!

As I was cycling the last few yards to my car, a van slowed down and the window opened. "Oh, what now!" I thought.

"Do you know anyone who would like a foam mattress?" asked the driver.

That's got to be the weirdest question I've been asked for a long time. "Sorry," I said, "I don't know anyone who would like a foam mattress." And he drove off.

I got 40 caches today; my favourite was one under an iron bridge, where I had to clamber around underneath.

And when I got back home, I found I'd won an Ebay auction for a Fujitsu Loox 720 for a mere £15 (plus P&P), which will be a spare in reserve - I've already broken three over the years.

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