Unfinished Business!

The worlds largest Travel Bug

Friday April 16th 2010

Dead birds in trees? trainers with a mind of their own? the largest travel bug ever found? These unconnected events can only mean one thing....another weird blog from team Shiltonpig. We decided to clear up some caches in the Clifton Campville/Haunton area that we didn't finish the last time we were here...little we were prepared for what was to happen... the first cache is by far one of the largest caches we have ever found, and when we opened it, we found the worlds largest travel bug inside....and we took a photo...we decided it was too large (and too noisy) to take with us so we just put the lid back on.

Mrs Shiltonpig drinks vodka

 However we soon realised that we had been mistaken and that the travel bug was actually Josh, and that we might get in trouble with the next people who found the cache, so in the interests of keeping the peace we allowed Josh to come with us. Now you may be forgiven for thinking that Mrs Shiltonpig is drinking some of Joshs juice, but this is in fact the cache that we found.....we kept it out of Joshs eyes...so that we wouldn't have to hear "juice" all the way back and down the field....however part of the next feat we have to do to get to the next cache was walk across the most death defying bridge you have ever seen in your life.

Does anyone read these captions?

 It may not look that scary, but enlarge the photo and you will see the metal bar underneath had buckled and Josh and Mr Shiltonpig, were poo'ing themselves (well in Joshs case anyway) as they walked across. We barely made it across with our lives....and thankfully there were no trolls this time as we walked across. So having barely crawled across, the trails were about to get worse...as we approached a tree from a distance we saw 2 ropes hanging....as we got closer still there were 2 carcasses hanging in the rope....at first we though they must have been caught geocaching, so we approached the next cache site with caution.

Friendly welcome to all local Geocachers

 Now we are guessing that the local farmer kills crows and hangs them to ward off other birds...and that we haven't stumbled across the local devil worshipping cult in the area.....its always the sleepy little villages that have all the crime going on....doesn't anyone watch Midsummer Murders???? Either way it was another scary trial that team Shiltonpig was having to face...but the worst was about to happen...and take 3 guesses which member got struck down....yes thats right...poor old Mr Shiltonpig....he was minding his own business carrying Josh on his shoulders walking through the field...when disaster struck...

Proof the invisble man exists

 the evil sinister mud grabbed hold of Mr Shiltonpigs trainer with its slimy hands and took it off his very feet. Mrs Shiltonpig must have been influenced by the sinister mud as she burst out laughing at him. She reached down to pull the trainer out the mud, but she couldn't do it. The grasps of the evil mud were just too great....it was left to the Mr Muscle aka Mr Shiltonpig to fight with the mud and get his trainer back. He wrestled, he fought, he battled, he struggled and finally the mud gave up the trainer....the mud threatened that it would not be the last time it would try and devour me....team Shiltonpig ran away quickly before it got Josh....

While we didn't bump into the evil mud again we think that it must have used its propaganda at the next cache as the trees, hedges, hawthorns and barbed wire all armed up against us and tore us to bits...and to make matters worse we couldn't find the cache. So battered, bruised and on crutches team Shiltonpig hobbled back to the car...with only one thought on their mind...revenge. We will not be beaten by any cache or mud.....we will be back!!