Altaire, Alpini and I returned to complete unfinished caching business, sans Spindoc Bob ( who unfortunately could not join us on the return journey). Lady altaire had decided that a nice book on a rug was more to her liking, so with reduced numbers in our group, we once again found our selves on the goat track hugging the cliff face. Hmm.... narrow ... I almost found myself bleating! Soon after we found ourselves at the first small climb down. Sir Altaire went first then Alpini and with my heart racing and small bleating sounds uttering from my mouth, I tentatively made my way across and down the skinny ledge. Good handholds made this easier but my legs are not as long as those that went before me and I had to stretch every last muscle to reach solid ground.
Back on terra firma we continued on a rather "pleasant & wide" track to the first drop, and then the second. There before us was the void with a calming sea before us. Wow! Words really can't describe what lay before us. Our small group was to become even smaller, as Alpini opted to remain on his perch and watched from above.
Exhillarated Sir altaire and I made our way to GZ. Hmm... great reception...... the cliff was taunting us telling us 1m then changing its mind. 50 m accuracy....you've got to be kidding. So with a little ingenuity and so many great places to hide a cache, Sir altaire stumbled upon a clever hide. With big grins on our faces we completed the caching business and I was able to claim FWTF The Mattens.Took some great photos of such a special place and returned the cache to its hidey hole. Luckily for us we had the place to ourselves and didn't have to contend with any disgruntled fisherfolk.
It was time to return to the heavens and pick up our caching buddies along the way.
Philma you've done it again- another superb caching experience in the heart of Sydney. Thanks for showing us such a special place.