03 Halloween Haunt Traditional Cache
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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.
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Chris, was bringing up the rear of the group. Paul wasn't especially keen on the 18 assorted canines he was walking with leads of various qualities. The more dubious looking leads holding the more aggressive looking hounds.
It was these snarling beasts which Paul had insisted Chris keep well away from him, unsure whether it was the hundreds of red eyes in the treeline or last Tuesday's sausages in his coat pocket they were more interested in.
Chris also had an odd feeling that something was wrong, again, like Kirsty, nothing he could really put his finger on, which was lucky really as he was using all his fingers trying to keep 18 straining dogs with a strange fixation on Paul's coat under control.
Whilst pondering all this he soon caught up with the other 6 who were stood on the bank of a ditch looking at a tree on opposite bank.
"Well" Paul stated "Looks like one for Chris, off you pop old chap".
No sooner had Chris set foot in the dry bed of the ditch than a tsunami roared down the hill and carried him away, never to be seen again.
The dogs, now free, all headed off towards the creepy red eyes in the treeline ahead.
With the ditch now oddly bone dry again Derrick headed in without a care in the world and ignoring what had just happened to Chris. He soon declared that FTF honours were his and had just begun a song declaring how epic he was when the pained howls and yelps of all Chris's dogs begun ... and ended almost as quickly.
"I've got my FTF ... err ... shall we head back?" Ruth suggested.
"I haven't got one yet" moaned Marcus "... and you know it's all about the numbers!"
So off they headed with the sounding of rushing water and pained dog whelps a long distant memory.
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(Decrypt)
tb vagb guvpxrg. tebhaq yriry. fvqr bs snyyra vil pbirerq gehax
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