Amberel awarded this superb cache a Top Cache award. I want to give it a recommendation as one of the best OpenCaches I have found but regrettably it means taking a recommentation away from another cache. Sadly, the obvious candidate was Amberel's "Off the Rails" which he had archived anyway because of copious fly tipping in the area spoiling the experience. I am certain he would approve of this switch!

Amberel's account of this adventure is perhaps a little critical of my first shot onto the fairway - after all, I had found the 19th hole and the Hider Cup. I think it was entirely appropriate to return to the club house with the cup before embarking on Piddtpug's hole.

However, I did consider it a little insane to progress beyond the 19th hole, since reaching it had already required serpentine efforts. Thus, when I saw that the aperture narrowed further, I was perfectly happy for Amberel to go first.  Whilst he had got stuck at In non Cherchio, I still had my experience at Lasciate 18 months earlier as a reminder of how things could quickly go from fine to terrifying.

Thus, I was not in a hurry to pursue Amberel, in case the tiny aperture required a reversal and one or both of us ended up stuck.  However, once I had been assured by Amberel that the bunker was generously proportioned, I started to make my move, but whilst I was negotiating the dog leg, going from head first to feet first entry into the bunker, Amberel's distress call came.

I made sure that the others who remained outside and were determined not to join us (!) were aware of what was happening, then brushed my fears aside and progressed with all haste to find out what was happening.

Amberel had feed himself from the clutches of the rocking rock that was obstructing the approach to the green from the bunker, but it was self evidently a liability and if it fell on top of a hapless cacher, being several times heavier than them they would be stuck in the narrowing V that is the approach to the green, with no way out. 

Altogether too dangerous, the blooming thing might have been solid enough when the cache was placed but now it was trouble.  Thus, I braced myself above it and heaved and pushed it until it toppled in the manner I feared it would topple onto a cacher. With gravity assist, it was no longer a threat to us or anyone coming after us, so I turned my attention  to the green and soon sunk my put.  With the dog leg, bunker, rocking rock and obstucted view of the green I'd say it's a par 4, so utterly remarkable that Piddypug gor a hole in one.

Amberel had retreated to the bunker but joined me at the green after the rock had been rendered harmless and the creative container was a fitting reward for our efforts.

Thanks for yet another fantastic caching experience! Sandvika #2020