Having found the key, see my previous blog entry I’v got the key, it was time to go in search of the lock that it would fit. Thankfully this was not a difficult task as we had the exact coordinates of where to find the lock in question. The sun was shining bright in a cloudless sky as we parked the car not far from the church in Bedmond, a pretty little village just a few miles north of Watford. As to the exact location of our destination, I could not say as this is a mystery cache after all.
We completed the remainder of our journey on foot down a narrow country lane flanked on one side by a wooded area and on the other side by open fields. Once at ground zero it was just a quick search before my fingers touched on the hard metal of the cache hidden deep in an old tree stump. Inside the protective plastic bag we found, as the name would suggest, a metal cash box. After a heart stopping moment when I thought I might not have brought the key with me after taking it out of my bag to photograph it last night, I was relieved to find it safe in the little TB pouch I carry in my rucksack. I passed the key to Sam to do the honours and he triumphantly slotted it in and unlocked the box to reveal the log book and a plethora of small swaps.
Sam made a swap of an ink stamper for a plastic jumping frog and then after signing the log and taking a photo we repacked everything and went to replace the cache. Sam then spotted that the key was still in the lock and laughing he retrieved it and I put it back in my bag with plans to drop it off somewhere this week. It wouldn’t be much of a special concept if the key to open the lock was sitting in it the whole time, now would it?
Even though we have found over 500 caches it is so nice to do something a little different every now and then and it was a joy to take a special trip out just to pick this one up today. The only shame was that it is a premium only cache which means that Sam couldn’t sign the log as well, but he seemed happy enough to be the one to actually unlock the box.