Sat in the shade with my panting pupper and almost immediately spotted this clever cache container. A great location and an imaginative container! Definitely worth an FP from me.
New friends – obscure sights – the group divides – clear and present danger – an accident of geography – interest in bridges
2026 has not been an easy one so far. Work challenges, family challenges and my frickin’ house flooding have combined to make everything a bit overwhelming
and hard to cope with.
So when we got a sunny Sunday, on a weekend in late April when (thanks to having found a long-term rental) we didn’t have to move between short-term lets, I cajoled Dan
into once again acting as my support driver so I could walk some more of the Thames Path.
Dan and the smaller child joined me for the first couple of miles from Abingdon, which was nice.
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My partner Ruth’s mission to walk the entire length of the Thames Path1
continued recently, and I still love “going on on” her journey – even the parts I wasn’t present for – through her blog posts.
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Footnotes
1 She’s doing the walk in many, tiny, and disparate instalments. By her own estimates
she’s achieving about 50 metres per day, when averaged over her entire effort. This makes her only marginally faster than the 40 metres per day of the faster parts of the Greenland
Ice Sheet, which I guess means that her progress is literally glacial in its speed.
For a while I was looking way too high, but in the end I caught a glimpse of this surprisingly well-concealed container.
And that’s the loop complete! Big thanks to the CO for setting this excellent trail spanning so many gorgeous footpaths, many of them new to me despite being relatively local!
Thanks for all the caches, and for a delightful Spring morning’s walk!
My GPSr – and my eyes – locked on to a nearby gate post which I searched thoroughly before realising it wasn’t the host: d’oh! Eventually found success while the doggo tried to make
more sheepy friends.
It’s funny, I’ve cycled down the nearby back road countless times but never known that this footpath was here.
Near the GZ the geopup saved the day on this one, spotting the requisite geotrail and bringing me back to it. A bit of hair-pulling from the nearby trees didn’t stop me retrieving this
nice, large cache. TFTC!
Coming directly from the direction of #7, this cache container was visible from 30 metres out! The geopup busied herself with rolling in the grass while I did the necessary paperwork.
Briefly overshot this one in our excitement to get out of the field with the sheep (and so allow the geohound off her lead) and rushed to the little bridge. Doubled back to quickly find
this great-sized cache. TFTC!
The dog complained that I wouldn’t let her go play with the lambs while I retrieved the cache – the playful pup can’t understand why I wouldn’t let her try to make friends with them!
