Four days (two days leave plus weekend), 91 geocaches. The mission may yet happen.

In search of something a little bit different, Andrew and I had a wander up to the Pinfold area of Trevor. Very quiet – only one other party there – but also a little bit loose. Did two routes, seemed to be having a bit of a high-gravity day, enthusiasm noticeably absent.

(Score so far:
Winter Routes (survived): 3
Sport Routes (seconded): 15
Sport Routes (led): 1
Trad Routes (seconded): 44.5
Trad Routes (led): 7.5
Trad routes (solo: 1)

The slugs are back. Spent the weekend geocaching in the Peak (nearly up to 800), had slugs *everywhere*. As I believe I may have mentioned before, I hate slugs. 

When I eventually get round to ruling the world, (once I’ve done the washing-up and had a shower), the slugs will die. 

All of them. 

Every last one. 

Especially the one that I stood on in the campsite toilet block. In bare feet.