For today’s adventure, I really wanted to go down to South Arm and hide a cache. I knew exactly where I wanted to hide it – there’s a tree with a big hollow that I see every time we walk here. I find it so tempting! So I decided to make that a GCA traditional hide.
I love walking here. It’s a basically treeless narrow peninsula in the middle of the Derwent. 360 views, a lovely walk. And it’s a great spot for a dog to have a run, so coming out with Scott and Lottie was also a way to work off my guilt to not bringing Lottie when I came with SG-3 a couple weeks before.
We parked the car in the usual spot and headed off. It was a bit overcast, however in this treeless area that can be bettr than a brilliantly sunny day!! It had been raining recently, but not today, but I was still rather careful when heading down the hill to the area with the tree that needed a cache; the ground had been full of water when I visited with SG-3 and downhills could go faster than anticipated!
Scott was calling out something about a possum as I approached the tree. I couldn’t tell where it was (sunnies were not helping!), so just had my camera out and ready when suddenly I realised where it was and starting taking photos. It was curled up asleep in the tree – right where I thought I’d be placing a cache. These photos show the possum’s reaction to being woken up by me; the blurry one was taken when I saw the size of its claws and was uncertain if it was going to leap out at me or go another way!
I decided it might be best not to set a cache in that tree after all! We enjoyed exploring the area anyway. In most places the grass was taller than Lottie – in some reached up to our shoulders – so she was jumping and leaping through it quite happily.
After finishing the walk, I thought I’d have a look for a DDTs cache; I knew it was a beach cache and that Lottie would love it. Surprise, surprise – she did!
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Heavens to Betsy, Hope you can find it!
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When I’m out caching I tend to forget the unimportant things, like eating lunch. Good thing I had the husband to remind me. We stopped at Lauderdale’s Hill Street Grocer for some YUMMY salads and a Greek sweet I can neither spell nor pronounce. We walked across the canal to a picnic bench. . .and who would have guessed there would be a cache close on.
GREAT BALLS OF ???
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