Extracts from the diary of Capt. Henry Morgan (privateer) dated
1675.
"Hid another cache of booty today, these rhymes will help to find
the way
Clue No1. at N53°15.307 W003°59.597
Ye bottom man doth sit in space,
Three sets of numbers he doth face.
The top and bottom I must add,
If westward numbers make me glad.
(giving the Y part)
Clue No.2 at N53°14.973 W003°59.932
Here's a tree that will not die,
Pause a while don't pass it by.
To glance is fine, to search is good,
You'll see the numbers writ in blood.
(giving the X part)"
The booty is hid at N 53°15."X" W 003°59."Y"
The saltmarsh at Glan y Mor Elias is a magnet for roosting
seabirds as well as migrating birds and "twitchers" are a common
sight. On a less salubrious note, the land where the cache is
hidden used to be the local rubbish dump.
Finally, placed on a perfect day for satellite readings so the
co-ordinates should be pretty good. Cache is a 1 litre snap lid
plastic box in a camo bag with as much goodies as I could cram
in.