Get home from work and get beefburgers ready so we can set off as soon as schnarff gets home & eat them in the car. Get the Cache sack ready with drink, appropriate map etc and download the waypoint to the GPS. Suddenly, the phone rings.
“It’s me. Can you come and get me?” Panic! Happily the bike just wont start, rather than another off, but with an hour drive into Brum, and an hour back, it’s gonna be dark again before we can get to the Cache.
Get home at 7:30 and already need lights on, so no way we can make the 30 minute drive and still have enough light to see L Make the call to abandon it for today too. Boot up the laptop to find still no-one has bagged it, and wonder if everyone is being polite? I log a note on the Cache to say we can’t get there again, and thank everyone for their politeness (or maybe it’s just the Bloomin Hill putting them all off???)
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