Sunday, July 15, 2012

Lost and found...


We’ve all had that sinking feeling from time to time. Everything’s tickty boo, life couldn’t be better, and then we realise we no longer have something in our pocket that we ought to.

On this occasion it occurred during one of our moorland wanderings. During our walk we’d paused to take in the view and enjoy some refreshments. Sometime later that sinking feeling struck. “I thought you’d got it?” “But you had it last…” Safe in the knowledge that it was most unlikely another walker would locate, let alone walk off with, our missing possession, we continued our walk and resolved to search for it during our return journey.

A thought came to me. During our break I’d meandered around the spot we’d stopped at in order to get a variety of perspectives on the view. With a little luck my meandering was sufficient to show up if I zoomed into our track on our GPS. Good old Garmin – there it was. Marking the spot with a waypoint, we were able to navigate back to where we hoped our missing object might still be. The tension rose as we counted down to the last few paces – and there it was, just two foot away from where the GPS said it should be.

Moral of the story? It may be necessary to take a spare GPS with you in case the object you inadvertently lose is your GPS. (In our case it wasn’t a GPS.)