Thank you to Dair Mor who placed this cache, and many others throughout Perthshire in 2010.
Dair Mor : Thanks to Neil for the idea of a Lost Places series.
This one is truly pointless. Well, viewpoint – less. It’s a sad fact that we can lose viewpoints as well as re-discover them (see GC27FDQ for an example of the latter). Although one big autumn blaw here could yet fix that.
Perhaps, then, only for someone needing a cache to reach a centenary or other milestone. Or at least those who recognise that with Scotland’s national flooer being the thistle; that we cultivate nettles for soup, and so our virgin daughters can knit shirts that turn swans into princes (kissing frogs is so yeugh); this isn’t really where you should be geocaching in shorts and flip flops.
There are also giant mutant stick insects to avoid. Deadfalls and windblow too.
Still, I sat (gingerly) on a very dilapidated bench and, using my inner eye, conjured the view as it must surely have been, once upon a time. . .
I saw an upland meadow creased by sunlight and a light breeze. At the woodland edge stood an old pub reached by nothing more than a narrow path. Somehow, I knew it served heather ale, spruce beer and a range of lost whiskies of legend; Islay Dew, Stag’s Breath, Tartan Perfection, Stalker’s Joy and Mist o’ Morar . That there was a lovely, soft voiced barmaid who had been no closer to the Antipodes than an occasional shopping trip to Perth - to stock up on mince pies from Simon Howie’s. That the only creature stuffed and mounted on a wall was yon black hearted keeper from (name excised by m’learned friends) estate. And that from time to time someone would raise a glass in salute to Dr Moira Lyn McLeman of Glasgow University for her work in eradicating the midge.
This cache is one of a series of caches hidden right in the heart of Perthshire Big Tree Country for the Mega 2010 event. More information can be found by clicking on the banner and the website above.