When we came back from France at the end of August, we decided to take the bus across London instead of the tube. As we journeyed, Karen had the Geocaching app open on her phone, watching all the locations fly by. At one point the bus paused at some traffic lights, very close indeed to a cache location. The clue said “the smallest of the 3”. Looking out of the window, we could see the view above, and we felt very pleased with ourselves for figuring it out.
On Friday we went back into London and I made sure to bring us past this location so that we could sign the log.
Taken with a Nikon D40 (ISO 200, f/9, 1/60s)
Ah, memories of the work that used to be. And, while we’re on the subject of geocaching, did you catch the story of our summer nightmare?
Hadn’t seen that story before! How creepy!
We did find a plastic hand once while we were geocaching, but it wasn’t at all realistic. It was still extremely creepy.