Another rainy start to the day meant we stayed indoors until it had cleared up a bit. But the temporary dog needed a walk and once the precipitation had ceased, we all headed out along the seafront for a stroll.
It was rather blustery but pleasant enough. The old Regent cinema is always worth a photo or two – and then I remembered there was a cache next door, Hello, Sailor!
I’m staying in Deal with a friend for a few days, and once the overnight storms had passed we headed to St. Margaret’s Bay for a nice lunch in the Pines Café. My friend was dog-sitting for another friend, so after our lunch we took the hound for a walk on the cliffs.
We just happened to be passing the hide at the Lighthouse, Get To The Point, so it would have been rude not to stop and find it!
I had been on a night shift in London all night, so what did I do? Yes, go for a caching expedition before heading home to bed! What do you mean, I’m mad?
Strand Lane Roman Baths were my first stop. You can’t have a bath there now, but you can work out where the cache is hidden!
Next on my agenda was a trip to Brompton. I didn’t see any folding bikes, but I did spot some wonderful Autumnal colours while I was searching for CM2691 at Holy Trinity Brompton.
One of the many puzzle icons on the London map is Routemaster No. 9. For some reason, I had been putting off attempting this one for ages, probably due to how spread out the waypoints were, but a week or so in the capital had meant I could look for a few on foot each night on the way home from work. By this morning, I had enough info to head for the final destination.
I was rather hoping to spot one of the lovely old Routemaster buses, but I only saw a new “Boris Bus” variant today, as I made my way to GZ.
I do like it when the final key of a puzzle fits into place. And I was happy to have found the cache at the end point, after all that work.
The TUBE SideTracked hide in Bayswater had a very nosy neighbour which kept looking at my while I was searching for the cache! I hope his bite is not as bad as it looks!
By now I was almost dead on my feet, so I hopped on the nearest tube train back to Liverpool Street and made my way home to bed, at last.
It’s getting dark early now that the clocks have gone back. That didn’t stop me going for a nice 4-cache walk from Westminster to Kensington this evening after work. It’s funny how different London’s streets look after dark – but it also provides some cover from muggles who tend to ignore what you are doing.