Logs for davepit
11-Sep-08
06-Sep-08
30-Jun-08
28-Jun-08
If you find the track to the cache, you do NOT need long pants. Real men don't even need long pants if they don't find the track! I did it in shorts and a tshirt.
I didn't find the track, and bushbashed my way around, climbing rocks, trees, etc. I took quite a circuitous route because the compass on my GPS was playing up.
Anyway, I had a great time finding it. There were a few cockroaches on the cache, but none inside.
thanks!
I didn't find the track, and bushbashed my way around, climbing rocks, trees, etc. I took quite a circuitous route because the compass on my GPS was playing up.
Anyway, I had a great time finding it. There were a few cockroaches on the cache, but none inside.
thanks!
17-May-08
08-Apr-08
This was my first cache attempt. It became quite an adventure.
In the morning at sunrise I was at Pierce's pass, crouched at the cliff edge. The very edge. Taking photos of the valley. As one does.
Anyway, the same gale force winds which tore melbourne apart threatened to give me a 300 m flight. I chickened out eventually, since I didn't have a harness and safety line, and was by myself.
Next stop - Hanging Rock! I wanted to photograph that at sunrise too. However the sun had become a little too intense for a good photo, as I realised when I drew near. There were roadworks on Darling causeway, and I had to wait for ages for an escort vehicle.
I saw the road to Victoria Falls, and quickly turned into it. My GPS signalled that I was near a geocache! I drove about a km down the road, then decided to unload the bike.
(see pic)
I rode for a few Ks on the road then turned down a track. It ended up leading to Hartley, but became a little overgrown. I decided to turn back, after getting quite scratched. I imagined that reaching the cache would entail bushbashing, and I thought I'd have more fun riding. I rode further along the road and came to a new track. I followed it - getting my bike quite muddy in the process. I Then found signs pointing the way to ruins. "Cool!" I thought - a photo opportunity! ( I had given up on the cache by this time)
However, as I progressed down the track, I noticed that i was heading closer to the cache!
As I drew close, there was an option. I could either go down to the bottom of some small cliffs, or I could go across onto them. The track onto the cliffs looked bushbahed, and I figured that geocachers were responsible for it. I followed it, inspecting every rock. I wandered around for about half an hour, apparently within 30m of the cache, buit didn't really know what to do.
I realised that perhaps the cache was below the cliffs. I slid down a gully to the bottom, and walked along the base of the rocks. 10 metres! I poked around in the undergrwth quite tentatively, lest there be a snake instead of a cache, but neither presented themself.
I decided to have another look on top of the cliffs. There was a angled wall of what looked like shale. I decided to climb it. It was not nearly as easy as it looked - It crumbled as I climbed it. I was using strands of grass as my handholds - the shale disintergrated when i touched it.
A little sweaty near the top, I realised that that was perhaps a silly thing to have done. Nonetheless, I had made it.
I searched again. Still no cache. I photographed a waterfall while poised precariously on a steep loose slope. Still no cache. I had run out of water by now, and felt myself getting sunburnt. I decided to head back to the car.
Pity I didn't find the coal mine.
Wait! What was that! I saw something which looked unusual about 20 metres away from the cliff. A brick!? Is that a geocache? I hurried down, only to find the ruins! Yay!
I found a furnace, which I was sure contained the cache. However an inspection yielded only funnelwebs. I spent a while taking photos, explored the mine shaft, then headed back.
Pics at http://davepit.smugmug.com/gallery/4649391_gXqdi#274511206
In the morning at sunrise I was at Pierce's pass, crouched at the cliff edge. The very edge. Taking photos of the valley. As one does.
Anyway, the same gale force winds which tore melbourne apart threatened to give me a 300 m flight. I chickened out eventually, since I didn't have a harness and safety line, and was by myself.
Next stop - Hanging Rock! I wanted to photograph that at sunrise too. However the sun had become a little too intense for a good photo, as I realised when I drew near. There were roadworks on Darling causeway, and I had to wait for ages for an escort vehicle.
I saw the road to Victoria Falls, and quickly turned into it. My GPS signalled that I was near a geocache! I drove about a km down the road, then decided to unload the bike.
(see pic)
I rode for a few Ks on the road then turned down a track. It ended up leading to Hartley, but became a little overgrown. I decided to turn back, after getting quite scratched. I imagined that reaching the cache would entail bushbashing, and I thought I'd have more fun riding. I rode further along the road and came to a new track. I followed it - getting my bike quite muddy in the process. I Then found signs pointing the way to ruins. "Cool!" I thought - a photo opportunity! ( I had given up on the cache by this time)
However, as I progressed down the track, I noticed that i was heading closer to the cache!
As I drew close, there was an option. I could either go down to the bottom of some small cliffs, or I could go across onto them. The track onto the cliffs looked bushbahed, and I figured that geocachers were responsible for it. I followed it, inspecting every rock. I wandered around for about half an hour, apparently within 30m of the cache, buit didn't really know what to do.
I realised that perhaps the cache was below the cliffs. I slid down a gully to the bottom, and walked along the base of the rocks. 10 metres! I poked around in the undergrwth quite tentatively, lest there be a snake instead of a cache, but neither presented themself.
I decided to have another look on top of the cliffs. There was a angled wall of what looked like shale. I decided to climb it. It was not nearly as easy as it looked - It crumbled as I climbed it. I was using strands of grass as my handholds - the shale disintergrated when i touched it.
A little sweaty near the top, I realised that that was perhaps a silly thing to have done. Nonetheless, I had made it.
I searched again. Still no cache. I photographed a waterfall while poised precariously on a steep loose slope. Still no cache. I had run out of water by now, and felt myself getting sunburnt. I decided to head back to the car.
Pity I didn't find the coal mine.
Wait! What was that! I saw something which looked unusual about 20 metres away from the cliff. A brick!? Is that a geocache? I hurried down, only to find the ruins! Yay!
I found a furnace, which I was sure contained the cache. However an inspection yielded only funnelwebs. I spent a while taking photos, explored the mine shaft, then headed back.
Pics at http://davepit.smugmug.com/gallery/4649391_gXqdi#274511206
05-Apr-08
Great fun! My first cache.
The spiderwebs were impressive, to say the least. I was going quite fast on a mountainbike. Ducking and weaving was of limited utility , so I resorted to yelling "HOOOYAHHH!" while riding straight through them.
Note - THe Hooyah needs to come BEFORE impact, and your mouth must be firmly closed during said impact.
This is in a national park, so don't go trampling the bush - you don't need to.
The spiderwebs were impressive, to say the least. I was going quite fast on a mountainbike. Ducking and weaving was of limited utility , so I resorted to yelling "HOOOYAHHH!" while riding straight through them.
Note - THe Hooyah needs to come BEFORE impact, and your mouth must be firmly closed during said impact.
This is in a national park, so don't go trampling the bush - you don't need to.
