Fantastic Finds: Bomber commandย 

 In Shrewsbury we investigated an abandoned RAF site that contained a cache called, yep you guessed it, Bomber command. Armed with torches we trampled through the ferns and went to explore! 

After a while of feeling in dark and gruesome places we claimed our find! Then we went to explore further and discovered an old car which my mum had been eager to find. 

Obviously I wasn’t scared but mum was jumping out of her skin at everything that made even the slightest noise.๐Ÿ˜‰

All in a day’s work for team Mud!


Fantastic Finds: Ely library geocache!

For those of you that are not familiar with geocaching, it is a sort of treasure hunt using the Global Positioning System (GPS) to find items called geocaches. It is a ‘game’ played by people all over the world.

But anyway, back to the story. On Saturday (or today depending on when you’re reading this) we claimed a multi cache based in Ely library. After stopping in Starbucks for breakfast we set off to find our treasure.

After stopping to read several plaques we gathered the numbers and found the cache! 

As you can see, we had to cover the number of the book so you do not cheat! No peeking! ๐Ÿ˜‰

My mum wanted to tell me to cover the number with my thumb but ended up saying: ” Cover the number with your bum…” In fits of giggles we opened the cache and claimed our find. 

All in a day’s work for Team Mud!

Cambridgeshire Three Peaks!

My mum just did the Yorkshire Three Peaks challenge and so we decided that we should do the same! But smaller. 

We did the three tallest ‘peaks’ of Cambridgeshire. If you know about Cambridgeshire then it will be obvious to you that it is flat. 

Very flat. 

That is why this was very easy.

Peak one: This one was the smallest ‘peak’. (It was more of a hill than a peak and more of a mound of earth). This ‘hill’ was near East Hatley and was called Croydon Hill. It was a not a difficult trek but at least our dog got a good run. ๐Ÿ˜‰

At the top there was just a few fields and a small group of trees.

Peak two: We went straight to the highest peak next as it was the closest from where we just were. This one was near Heydon  and was called Great Chishill. Once again it was not much of a climb but still quite nice. We ended up having our picnic lunch at the back of a pub then continued and found a play park at the top of the hill.

Peak Three:  This one was more of a climb despite it being only the second tallest. It was near Haverhill and was called Castle camps. We grabbed a quick church micro (which is a geocache)  then went off on our journey. First we set of on a track which was not the way to the ‘peak’ but still rather interesting. Also, it turns out our dog needed a pit stop… 

As we reached the summit and our adventure came to a close we gave out shouts of rejoice and began our journey back home.

The Playground!

Ok, I bet because of the title you think that this blog is about an actual play park. Well, it’s not.

The Playground is an assault course in Barrow. Mum took us for my dad’s birthday, but didn’t join in. Something about sore feet and blisters from a little tiny walk she had recently done.๐Ÿ˜‰

Obviously I leapt at this opportunity and was ready for some serious…assault-coursing. (Yeah,that sentence got away with me.)

When we arrived we started doing warm ups. Then it was time to begin!

Here’s some photos:

After-school Adventures!

Friday, the perfect opportunity for a quick walk. My brother was at a football club and my sister was at her freind’s house there would be no moaning whatsoever! (Hopefully). ๐Ÿ˜

We decided to go to a field we had recently discovered to be a chickorita nest. ( If you are familiar with Pokรฉmon go you will know what I’m talking about ๐Ÿ˜‰). Without  even taking off my school-bag we began our adventure after school.

Well, as you all should know, no-one blogs about something where nothing absolutely hilarious happens. On the way to our chickorita nest there was a train track crossing over the road; right as we were about to cross a freight-train came past. 

Just as the freight-train was about to get out of our way, it stopped.๐Ÿ˜ค About five minutes later another freight-train came past.๐Ÿ™„

At least we got what we came for.๐Ÿ˜‹

School e-newsletter

First of all, I am extremely sorry that I have not ย written any blogs for ages; I simply have not had anything to write about. (Naah, I’m lying, I have spent a lot of time playing Pokรฉmon go.)๐Ÿ˜

This blog post is about me sharing my achievement of being selected to be part of the new school E-newsletter team! (I didn’t know this at first but apparently my brother is on the team as well.๐Ÿ™„)

The main reason I was selected was because my teacher knows I have this blog. Hurray!๐Ÿ˜„


Hurray!  Half term is here! ( Or was here. By the time this post has been completed and published half term will have been over for a while…โ˜น๏ธ) I decided the perfect subject to write about would be the E-luminate festival which took place in Cambridge

The main lightshow took place upon the Senate house which blew me away! There was also a few other lights that we walked past. 

Though it is quite hard to enjoy the show when the alarm in the ‘Cambridge satchel company‘ is going off on and on and on.๐Ÿ™„

Then, we strolled down to the river for the final sight of the night.

Pillboxes, Pubs and… Pellets!

Saturday afternoon, no school and a perfect chance to go have some fun! With Dad arriving earlier than usual from work we decided it was the perfect opportunity to pick up a puzzle cache that Mum had recently solved. We went to somewhere I’m not allowed to say because it will give away the answer.๐Ÿ˜‰

After the cache was successfully located we spotted a pub across the road and decided it was the perfect time for lunch. Pit stop!

We remembered a trail that we once did alongside the river. Thankfully, no one fell in but Dad was tempted to go swimming a few times. Luckily,Mum managed to talk him out of it. Further along the path, a bridge was standing over a ditch. I spotted an owl pellet sitting on the handrail. All was good until Dad came in with his Swiss Army knife…


Geocaching road trip!

An opportunity to go out caching with just my Mum doesn’t come around very often. We decided to clean up some random caches within the ten mile radius of our home.

There was also a quick maintenance job we had to do on the way. The only problem was Mum was not tall enough to reach up to where the cache was meant to be. It was only a matter of time before I was up on Mum’s shoulders, reaching up to put the cache back.

Then we continued with the ‘trail’ of caches that made Mum groan. Especially when she couldn’t get the log out. She really should take tweezers…


Big puddle, little cache.


There just might have been a few navigational issues. Whoops! Well, I was distracted eating my biscuits.

I did manage to get Mum to stop the car and made up for things by finding this sneaky cache though.

We thought this church micro cache would be much trickier than it was.

Then we celebrated with a snap chat selfie. ย I think Mum is going to kill me…