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A pleasant 2 mile linear walk near Wimpole which should take around an hour set in time for Halloween 2017 with 6 novelty containers to find.
The walk is set along a footpath with nice views.
Please ensure the caches are returned to their hiding places in the state you found them for the enjoyment of others who follow you.
The terrain rating is based on completing the series as a whole.
The Halloween Haunt begins with a story of 10 friends who late in the afternoon of the 31st of October 2017 found the location of something strange called a g-o-cache.
Ross, Wayne, Kirsty, Paul, Marcus, Chris, Ruth, Jackie, Derrick and Karen parked up in a 'layby' at the parking coordinates and headed towards a little woodland beside the road, they headed in and down into a ditch. Wayne soon sunk his flip-flop covered foot into the stinking mire and was bemoaning the T2 rating whilst Kirsty looked on laughing.
Wayne soon had a chance to laugh though as up the other side of the ditch Kirsty was struggling to get over the fence and was repeatedly banging her head on the low hanging branches.
Once all the fun was over the ten pals were finally all in the wood and stood on the footpath.
"Well, that was easier than walking a mile from Wimpole Hall wasn't it?" Ruth exalted as they headed the wrong way down the footpath towards Eversden Wood.
"It certainly wasn't" Karen moaned as she gave up struggling to get her bike through the vegetation and over the fence.
It was at that moment in the eerie twilight that a ghostly tractor came roaring down the footpath and before anyone could react it struck Karen head on and launched her back over the fence and onto the Old Wimpole Road.
"Wow!" Paul exclaimed when he managed to get his breath back "I guess she won't be getting an FTF tonight!"
Paul soon had his pen out and 'did the signing' and 'replaced as found' and announced they had to head back the way they had come.
"Well, that's a bit of a pain in the backside ain't it?" moaned Ross.
So, off the pals trotted back the way they had come, strangely oblivious to the loss of their friend.
* Story continues on the other five cache pages