A cache for my dad, who was fondly called AG (his initials) by school pals in Manchester GS. He it was who introduced me to walking in the hills and wild places, beginning in South Wales where I lived for the first 22 years of my life - and extending as far as Fair Isle. He was a great bird-watcher and gave me a life-long love of ornithology which became my profession for a short while.
Parking is suggested at the waypoint, but an alternative way to reach it is to park at Sheepwash Car Park (pay and display) and walk eastward on the trail.
His cache is only a few hundred meters from mum's cache ('Nan's cache' GC82ZDW), but there is no distance at all between them in their 'phase 2 life'.
The cache is now a small 35mm film canister, the previous one having been muggled; bring your own pen/cil. It is opposite Big Island (yes that is its formal name) and is sited on the wall side of the round-the-lake trail. Since it is a very muggley area you won't want to wait around too long, so the box is under some sticks and a couple of stones behind the base of a young ash-tree in the hedge which has a double trunk at its base. It's almost a walk-/jog-/cycle-by cache.
This hide completes my Family Series which has caches in Derbyshire, Carmarthenshire, Argyll and Orkney - places where I have lived and/or which have meant a lot to me.