We managed to arrive almost at the same time which was great and decided to grab a cache or two before having out lunch, which was booked for 1pm in a pub called The Swann.
Walking along the lovely houses, we spotted a little pathway with a stone bridge crossing the stream, leading on to fields and the back of houses that each had their own little 'bridge' to their back gate. I wouldn't want to negotiate some of those after one or two glasses of wine. Absolutely gorgeous though with the tiniest little strips of garden we had ever seen. Almost chocolate box picturesque.
|A stream by your back garden|
|Do we cross?|
At this point we walked back to the pub and took our table in the window to have lunch and a jolly good natter - putting the world to right as we do when we meet up. Delicious lunch and dessert over, we headed off down a small road near the pub to our next area.
Cherry Pie proved to be a quick spot for G and I got this lovely photo of her with the cache. We both decided that the lane was a lovely area to live.
|Friends about to spot rabbits|
We got to Bunny Field and began to look around while another dog walking muggle went past. She was a bit more suspicious and seemed to hang around and keep looking back at us. I do wonder what some muggles think when they see people lurking around staring at phones/GPS devices and then diving off into the undergrowth. The cache was quickly spotted in it's hiding place but I did wonder for a moment how to get it as barbed wire blocked the obvious route. It turned out that my arm was long enough to reach around the tree and snag the prize.
Off down the next piece of footpath which took us along the back of a set of new flats. How funny to be walking along looking in the 3rd floor windows. A tree had fallen across the path recently (leaves were just dying on it) and we had to kind of duck/crawl underneath. It's all part of the fun. I did get my rucksack handbag slightly caught but managed a quick escape.
|We both quite fancied owning this house|
We then took a walk through the cemetery with some very unusual shaped graves. Over another gorgeous stone bridge to where a lot of people were enjoying the grass by the stream in the sunshine. We headed up the path to Top Down (Old New) 4 Don't fall in and had a guess where the cache would be. G was in sensible flat boots and I had ones with heels, therefore when she checked the place we both suspected and found nothing, I was trying to convince her to head further down towards the stream to look (note I sent her down while I waited!) but she spotted something higher up that looked promising. She was correct and we made the retrieve.
Back to the pub we headed but first noticed a duck and her duckling...or two...or three battling the current of the stream being whisked away. G managed to get this quick shot.
|Wait for me mum!|