We attempted this cache once before, starting from the shop at the top and setting off down what we only realized today was completely the wrong path. We set off down a small, dead-end path to a little viewing area. The path continues on past the barricading fence, and we hopped over because the GPS (last readable at this point) pointed us in that direction. We knew we were on a path of sorts, and not in the total wild, because a few climbers nipped over the fence and overtook us, but the way was slippery, rocky, steep, and treacherous. We had no success finding the cache here and assumed that the climbers were obstructing the location.
We suspect that the previous cachers who became frightened (with good reason) also attempted this erroneous path. Because of a total lack of GPS signal, cachers have no real way to tell whether they're in the right vicinity or not. There should be a note in the description about this, stating that it is not necessary to descend any unofficial, dangerous paths, and also that, if you find yourself with climbers, then you are in the wrong place.
Today, we first attempted this wrong route again. But we'd brought an OS map with us this time (Explorer OL14) and, after much debate about cliff faces and neck-risking, decided there was indeed a proper footpath to try. Again, this should have been explicitly mentioned in the cache description. For the previous, unsuccessful cachers who want to know where they were expected to have been, we include a description: Near Symond's Yat viewpoint, there is a footbridge crossing the road (SO 564 159). Follow the road under the footbridge and downhill for about 100 metres to the green-dashed footpath beginning at SO 563 160. This is a major, well-marked path: broad, gravelled, and very easy to follow. We had good GPS reception along here. The cache coordinates bring you to a lump of rock on the uphill side of the path (as promised). The cache is indeed about 40 feet up the hill.
But this is where the cache becomes truly dangerous. The hill is very steep, very slippery, and with few footholds. Our scramble up involved a lot of sliding (and this was in the dry!). On the way back down, Simon, who was being cautious and careful, lost his footing. He grabbed at a branch, which snapped, tumbled down the hill, and crashed down on to the footpath. He was lucky not to hit his head on the rock outcrop or to break any bones. Simon's dad was waiting on the path with the GPSr, which almost certainly would have been smashed in the fall. Simon is badly bruised and a bit scraped, but he is, fortunately, all right.
As for the cache itself, its contents are soaking wet and ruined. The log book is soaked as well. We rescued a soft toy (a poor, wet chick) that had not been placed in an airtight bag. We'll salvage it as best we can. We also found some chocolate biscuits in the cache. We removed and disposed of them, as no food should be placed in a cache!
We recommend that this cache be immediately disabled, and we discourage further cachers from attempting it until it can be relocated, replaced, and adequately described.
Elizabeth & Simon