I did two more segments of the Essex Way, and got my total finds to over 40,000. That should have happened last week, but after spending an hour extracting myself from that bog, I didn't have the strength (or clothes) to continue.
66 caches done today, and just before I started my final bike back to the car, I managed to fall over while walking along a tarmac road. No damage done, I'm glad to say, except I think I've strained my already-weakened elbow a bit.
Here's a rather good bridleway I had to go down.
Yes. It's actually a river, pretending to be a bridleway. And the fallen tree in the foreground is the tree that I had to lift out of the way so that I could continue swimming down this bridleway.