September 19, 2012 
This should be the geocachers motto.
For geocachers lurking is mandatory, but I think the addition of “furtively” adds that old, dirty, mac image to proceedings. I have no doubt there are many geocachers who would dispute that they lurk “futively” solely on that basis – but let’s not beat about the bush (another necessary operation found in geocaching) if you are trying to do something you don’t want anybody else to see, then you don’t have much option but to lurk “furtively”. I await my first arrest with interest.
My past brushes with geocachers have been, how shall I put it…varied. Reactions to previous blog and forum comments (mainly taken out of context I hasten to add) have at times engendered complaining emails from upset furtive lurkers. Conversely I’ve met a few very nice people…who appeared perfectly normal and with whom it was a pleasure to have a conversation.
Why go into it all over again then?
Firstly…not stupid…I changed my username!
It’s not that I’m paranoid and that they’re all out to get me…although I’d say it’s a likely possibility. 
Nope…I just fancied starting out again without the old FD tag…a new beginning. I do a couple of hours each weekday morning…doggy walking but minus the dog. You’re probably thinking that there would be no point in doing ones I’d done before as I’d know where to find them. Yep…that’s the logical conclusion. One of the few benefits of a less than perfect memory is that I can’t remember where the feckin’ things are anyway…so it’s game on all over again! 
The past couple of days have found me on the north shore of the Forth in the county of Fife just outside the old historic town of Culross and a few miles away from the house in woodlands near the scene of the Battle of Falkirk, where William Wallace and an English army waved handbags at each other. On both occasions I lurked…in fact I lurked most furtively!
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- Looking from just east of Culross up the Forth towards Grangemouth
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- Looking across the Forth towards Bo’ness
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- Longannet Power Station
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- Looking north to the Ochils from Tamfour Woods
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- Hopefully not lost…yet
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- Reflections in an amazingly still pond in the woods.
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- Reflections yet again. The light was just right. Not bad for an Android phone!
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“I await my first arrest with interest.”
Sadly Ken, changing your user name doesn’t reset your arrest record to zero.
Very droll Mr.P
btw – How is your own case coming along – the one involving the malicious mangling of Gaelic mountain names?
So does that mean you’ve changed name on Scottish Hills as well?
Oh, and I’m utterly baffled by the clock post.
Ah…Shills…nope. Don’t know what to do about that one. It’s now a very minor piece of Shills history is that name. Really don’t think I would want to take it off the system – not sure Chris would let me anyway
No…I was referring to where I’d used the same name on geocaching.com and other geocaching places.
Baffled by the clock post Tessa? Excellent! Just have to keep watching…and…”WAITING!”
Clearly Tessa is not a Farside fan. These youngsters today, they don’t know nothing.
Sometimes this blog makes the Farside look almost believable.
Actually I did like the Far Side but the reference must have passed me by.
Youngster on the other hand… at 43 I’ll take that!!
I thought you were much…much…younger than that Tessa (he said in a desperate attempt to retain at least one reader)
My mates wife is right into them so hes dragged along.He,s been down caves, boated over to remote islands, even bagged islands in country parks(not giving locations away here as she,d kill me) so its fairly adventurous stuff.Best of luck with your new pursuit Ken.The main thing is getting out and about.
That’s one thing about geocaching – it’s great for finding places you never knew existed! What is impressive is the amount of effort some of the people who hide these wee plastic boxes have gone to to research the locale. The amount of local history you pick up is incredible.
Some of the hiding places are ingenious…one yesterday had drilled a hole in a small log to insert a snug fit (apprx. 8mm dia) metal cylinder which held a paper “register”. The log was left with a few others near the foot of a tree.
But you’re right – the main thing is getting out the door regularly.
I love the fact that you say find the same caches over and over again, some of the best days I have had caching are when i was new at this, and found some really good cache places and neat hides, You have inspired me sir, I think a revisit is in order!!
Welcome fellow geocacher…I’ve had a wee peek at your blog…we seem to have a lot in common. I’ve just read your piece on event caches.- I went to one – it made me stop looking for wee plastic boxes for over a year! Looks like we have the beginnings of a mutual support society.
I’ll be writing a good bit more about my geocaching efforts…no doubt in roughly the same tones as the piece you’ve just read. Hope you feel inclined to pop back in.
Glad to see my lack of recall has spurred you to revisit previous finds…surprisingly I’m not fazed by doing this – although I thought I might be. Having said that, putting in context (me being a hill climber), it’s a damn site easier (and more pleasurable) ambling back to a cache than it is spending 3 hours trudging through a vertical bog to get to the top of a mountain for the second time!
I think it is a fabulous idea to re-visit caches, after all, you now know which ones were not worth the effort of trudging through a swamp or forest for and won’t be revisiting those ones again. if you keep a watch on the caches you revisit , you will know when a “bug” gets dropped off or sits there too long. I have already found caches i am not supposed to (impossibly hard challenge caches) what’s the difference if I’m not going to log them anyway..
Know what you mean about revisiting. There are a few up the north west of Scotland that I’m looking forward to going back to. One was the site of a crashed US WWII bomber which has a wonderfully scenic moorland walk to reach it. Another overlooks the sea loch from where the WWII Atlantic convoys set sail. Both stunning spots.