Nautical Disaster (3/1.5)

As I mentioned in the previous post, I could not find the second cache of the day as I could not figure out the clue. That was stupidity on my part, I didn’t look close enough. First off there was a picture on the cache that had nothing to do with anything, but made me run off to find where the picture matched (in front of the pub, funnily enough). Three people out of the four I emailed responded, which each one giving me a clue better than the first, the last basically telling me what to look for. Feeling slightly guilty but ecstatic that I was going to be able to rid all my tb’s and coins at once (the only other regular cache in the area was the overgrown with brambles one) I trudged out and found the clue immediately, which I had walked by several times already.

Yes. That little rope. (also notice the charming message on my bag, I am such a sweet heart) The clues had been subtle “We’re not winding you up!” and in the description “Can you untangle the mystery?” Well not the subtle, but for me subtle has to be attached to a semi to hit me.

Anywho, I rapidly started untying the rope when I noticed some goth girls were sitting on some stairs across the way from me staring directly at me. Freaking muggles. I quickly set up shop, and pulled out a notebook and pretended to be diligently studying, while idly playing with the string so no one would be the wiser. I left at it after about 10 minutes, and focused on “studying” (i.e. listening to music and turning pages in my notebook). Finally I looked up and noticed they were gone, and I eagerly untied the rope.

And found it was full of knots. Wait a second. This seemed familiar. I seemed to remember there was a code for this sort of thing… Turns out it was much simpler than that. Every few knots was a number, and a space between them indicated the next number. After about 10 minutes of feeling up the rope (I had lost all my pens and pencils yesterday…) I managed to input the coordinates.

The coordinates led right to the left of this photo:

Groan… a regional college. The spot in specific I wanted to search was here:

To make a long story short there was a large group of students outside the school all fucking day. I went back to the pub twice and drank cider black hoping they would be gone. It seems that was the smoking spot, and they were right in view of that little cubby and would see me mucking about with it. After my second visit to the pub I walked around, and then walked INTO the college to see if I could get at from the other side. Unfortunately access was blocked off (which makes sense, then the kids couldn’t see it from the other side) Anyways I was wandering around when I noticed the last lingering group of smokers were making their way back! I doubled around and did the cellphone trick (aka talking to nobody like a lunatic and hoping nobody actually calls me). I sat my ass down at the area there… and my exposed back side promptly met stinging nettles. After some cursing I spent 15 minutes trying to search for the thing without alerting anyone. Finally I had one free moment and yanked the thing out from its spot, and triumphantly signed, dumped tbs, and replaced. Stopped at the pub for another pint.

Lock View (Jesus Green) (1.5/1.5)

Later in evening, to get my mother out of my brother’s hair, I took her out for some quick microcaches I hadn’t done since I wanted to place the TB’s first. This one was so easy it was pretty hilarious. I actually walked past the bench a little, then doubled back, told my mom to sit, I sat, and palmed it immediately from below the left side. Here my mom poses with it:

Cambs Curiosities - Tony’s Trough (2.5/1)

This was really easy as well, I found it super fast. Shoulda deserved a 1 only. I had my mom pose with everything afterwards.

I pretty much sat down where she was, and palmed my hand on the side where the bike was, on the back. Lo and behold…

Ah my mom, the geocaching model. Wait a second….

That is the tinest freaking cache ever. They don’t call em nano’s for nothing I suppose.

And that was all I had time for in England. Well enough, the place was driving me mad with their caches!