Another bright sunny day at Europa Point. Quiet, early, peaceful – ideal for that elusive find.
After my two – fairly feeble – goes at finding this cache, and one by Partner that was cut short due to too many people appearing, we resolved to find it today.
Down the horrible steps we went. They aren’t a problem for Partner who is currently working on scaffolding seven or eight floors up, but they aren’t too good for me. I need blinkers, like horses, and then I can’t see the drop.We’d not braved these before, just hanging around at the top in the car park area, which was such a non-place to hide a cache.
For those of you who don’t geocache, when there are different levels, you can’t actually work out which level you should be at. So a cache could be located at the top, or the bottom of a staircase, if it was placed at exactly the same co-ordinates.
We thought the steps led to a private estate. They did, but not into it, and there were paths running around the outside of the walled houses – a gated community? – and onto the cliff tops.
I had a brief look for the cache and decided I was better employed exploring. First I went west, and then I went east. Very nice. Why didn’t the cache person hide the stupid thing around here instead of under the steps where people had chucked rubbish, and cats decided to make it their personal lavatory?
The trouble with geocaching is that if you don’t find the cache within the first five minutes, you probably won’t. We didn’t.
But it was a nice walk, and otherwise I would never have found this secluded corner of Gib, and that’s one of the big advantages of geocaching – takes you to places you would otherwise never find. Although preferably without vertiginous steps.
Next – the other elusive find – the Matchbox (see previous pub-crawl post). We took the route up Europa Road and then dropped down passed Brympton to South Barrack Road. Needless to state – not a single Matchbox in sight.
Not the most successful hunt ever.