Obviously this is the end of A Swiss going West. It started in St.Petersbug, Russia and visited a lot of beautiful places.
The funny thing about this final place is, that I have been in Taunton two years ago. Not far from the cache I took the steam train to Minehead. There I started a four days coast walk west to Wodacombe with three friends. I was just wonderful and beautiful.
So, after all, this is not the worst place for the Swiss' to die and to be buried.
I leave the Swiss in this cache/graveyard until the owner asks me to removing it.