Geocaching

The internet is a pervasive creature, taking ground daily into our lives... first it was the restuarant menu, then scrabble word checking...

But as much as is available, living in East London, aka the tech-bunker, means we have to be content with qualified access to all the web has on offer.  So when Jay discovered geocaching, and then discoverd a trove of sites within easy reach of a Slummies local, we couldn't resist.

Geocaching works like this.  I hide something, give you the GPS co-ords... you go find it, leave a note in the container (cache), and then brag to everyone else on geocaching.com, about how you actually found it; giving cryptic advice to future treasure hunters.

We may have been a little ambitious; attempting to hit 3 sites in our Friday lunch hour. Equipped with a suspect cellphone GPS and a naive amount of enthusiasm, we returned empty handed.

Things we did find:
A trove of cigarette stompies
Two wasps nests
Some would-be muggers, who couldn't speak highly enough of the view from their lookout (read dark corner out of public view) over the Nahoon River.

Questions left unanswered:
What does a cabbage tree look like? (another cryptic clue)