Skip to content

BPJC Caravanning anecdote Mystery Cache

This cache has been archived.

robnrsheils: In light of the previous comments I have concluded the time has come to archive this cache. Thanks to all who have attempted it.

More
Hidden : 8/6/2009
Difficulty:
4.5 out of 5
Terrain:
2.5 out of 5

Size: Size:   small (small)

Join now to view geocache location details. It's free!

Watch

How Geocaching Works

Please note Use of geocaching.com services is subject to the terms and conditions in our disclaimer.

Geocache Description:

This is our (difficult) entry in
Birdie's Peach Jar Cache Competition.




The cache is a hybrid of a puzzle and a two stage multi-cache. The final is not at the coordinates listed above but is within about 3 miles.

Caravanning:

My father was scared about the threat of nuclear attack and bought our first caravan so we could flee to the hills when it all went wrong. How we would manage it with only 5 minutes warning I never quite knew. Our first caravan was a Cheltenham. It had hardboard sides painted pale green. My youngest sister, Mary, christened it ‘Greensleeves Lamb’ because’ “It’s green and it follows on behind”.

In those days, our car was a black Vauxhall 12. It had chrome flashes on the sides of the bonnet. I will always remember the registration number, JAF 67. Dad told me he had been very lucky to get a new car. As the country was on a war footing he had to drive it back from Luton, on trade plates, to the garage in Truro. He was alone, most of the journey was in the dark, he wasn’t allowed to exceed 30 mph because of the new engine, and there was a vile burning paint smell. If you knew my dad you would know how well he coped with that!

On our first holiday to visit my grandparents in Dover, my mother agreed to drive for a while. We were going up a steep hill on the ‘Hog’s Back’ and she missed the crash change into 1st gear. The four of us children didn’t realize the danger as the car couldn’t make the restart and the handbrake wouldn’t hold in reverse. My mother sat with her foot hard down on the footbrake getting redder and redder while my father hailed all the passing traffic until a kind trucker stopped and towed us to the top.

Soon after that, I think it was 1953, my father was lucky again and the garage in Truro rang to say there was a new Standard Vanguard he could have if he wanted. OTL 816 was our family car for around 12 years. Unlike modern cars its bench seat and column change meant there was room for the whole family of 6.

Our big adventure was a drive to the South of France in 1959. We stayed at Frejus a few months before the terrible flood of 2 December; and got to Monte Carlo; but it was ‘Bust’ for us on the way home. Somewhere near Vichy, as we slowed for a bend, we suddenly saw a caravan wheel rolling past us. As we grasped what had happened there was a sickening crash and the family was stuck. The next day was a French National holiday (la quatorze juillet) and repair looked impossible but somehow we were on the move again after a week. So we said ‘goodbye’ to Greensleeves Lamb and bought a Fairholme. The family had several holidays on the South Coast. I remember we quite often used to eat peaches in syrup with tinned cream from green plastic dishes.

The Fairholme has been restored and lives in 17150 Charente Maritime with Mary who emigrated there. Sometimes I sleep in it if she has other visitors when I go to stay.

About five years ago I got back into caravanning. I now have a continental caravan with a door on the offside. A 1983 model, its gross laden weight is 3472lbs and the serial number is 830294.

This year I went to rallies at Little Budworth and Metherington. I shall be helping to organize a rally at Pixley End near Ledbury in September.


When my sister proof read this draft article for a caravan magazine she noticed I had made some factual errors. She wrote a list of the correct alpha and numeric characters she had needed to substitute and converted the letters to numbers, using a grid. She then had nine numbers that she labelled ABCDEFGHI. If there are other errors we both missed I am afraid they are decoys. The grid pattern dropped into: GC1WPPN BPJC Portbury Road Layby M5 J19, which is my 'easy' entry for this competition. If you cannot find that I'm afraid you will have to guess the pattern!

Rearrange these characters N 51 degrees CC.(A+B)(D-1)G W 003 degrees E.HIF to find the coordinates of stage 1. This is about 10 -15 miles from the final. You can use Geocheck to confirm you have the correct coordinates.

There is no physical cache to find at this point, but you will see two structures in line in an approximately south-westerly direction, beyond a fence that you do not cross. The nearer one is about 10 metres away. What is the word for this structure? Convert the characters to numbers, as before, and label these JKLMNOPQRS.

The final coordinates are N 51 degrees (P-O)L.(K+M)O(N-M) W 002 degrees RJ.(S+J)KQ – which should be an easy find.

I only knew about this competition one week before the closing date so I hope you will bear with the clunky nature of my entries. I acknowledge a debt to one or two other competitors whose ideas I have adapted, I hope that, in the unusual conditions of this competition - anything goes- they will not take offence.


Additional Hints (Decrypt)

Sbbg bs n gerr

Decryption Key

A|B|C|D|E|F|G|H|I|J|K|L|M
-------------------------
N|O|P|Q|R|S|T|U|V|W|X|Y|Z

(letter above equals below, and vice versa)