The trail system that meanders Pippy Park has long been known for natural beauty and surprisingly scenic vistas. Lately, however, an eerie gloom has settled over the gentle hills and a once serene setting has been permeated with a vague feeling of uneasiness. Reports of spectral encounters and rumours of an unspeakable history have been revealed in hushed whispers by hikers that have vowed never to return to the area. Haunted by these tales of woe, we have been strangely compelled to set aside our own feelings of trepidation and hide a series of seven caches in anticipation of the coming All Hallows’ Eve.
With the explicit understanding that we take no responsibility for elevated heart rates, spine related tingles, or diabolical spirit possession, we invite fellow cachers to steel themselves and bravely venture to this dark place and seek our hide.
Travel along the path to take you near. The discovery will be somewhat unsettling to the less than stoic among us. A quick check behind is advised lest you share the fate of the previous cacher whose epic fail is evidenced here. Sometimes a first to find just ain’t worth it…
Quicken the pace, whistle a cheery tune and continue the journey. Much more awaits.