Caching... It's not about the numbers

Oh no. It's all about the journey and the fun you have along the way. The memories you make, the scenic views...

Oh yeah - scenic views all the way

Which begs the question: why were you calf deep in "water*" in a concrete tunnel under the A23?

In the dark with a cub leader and someone you met on the Internet. Both of whom have rather too much rubber gear. 

Well, it was find no. 666 and what better cache could there be? Yes, views were limited and certainly not scenic (although rather more scenic than the last time this little gang went on a nighttime jaunt) and the wildlife was less fluffy bunnies and more multi-legged hairy things but the memories will last a lifetime.

No matter how much therapy I have.

Cache log 

* It was the Wandle. It could have been anything. Let's go with water shall we?