come with me comrad, we will do it twice!
We’ll do it on Neckar, we’ll do it on Rhine,
a boattrip is funny, a boattrip is fine!
A little bit drunken are the cachemates laying in the arms each other and are walking through the vineyards, some of them sit down in little hidden places to becoming familiar with each other.
The sun is setting down behind the hills, the wind blows through the red coloured oaks and the last warmth touches the faces of the cachemates heading westwards.
Kreeeek, stop, wrong movie! Please rewind!
A little bit drunken by the mulled wine are the cachemates sitting on the sun deck of the MS Sealife on the 6th of february. The little steamboat does its way through the iced part of the “Altrhine”, a natural reservate and smaller part of the river Rhine.
The black sea ravens are looking astonished a little bit about this happening, the grey heron rests on its treetrunk and expects the shouting from the boat” Ey, look there, a grey heron! Take a picture!”
But nothing happens.
Quiet passes the little steamboat and vanishes after some minutes in the fog, that comes across the riverbanks.
Only the sound of jangling coins and the sound of laughing about some joke are coming from the inner part of the boat.
One grey part of the riverside takes place for the next one, the skipper does make some maneuver to get away from some sunken trees.
After a while, the sun’s getting down and the darkness is laying above a black blanket.
The little steamboat returns to the harbour and then they come out: Geocachers! They have their event on the boat first and are heading towards a restaurant stright now.
But wait, just a few meters away, under a little bridge there is a new cache, especially placed for this event!
Caching without some whitness isn’t possible, so the herd has to be the camouflage!
After this exhausting expedition, they’re moving towards the red half moon, a tiny little restaurant in the oldest part of the town Speyer (Spyra). The Speyer Cathedral is only a few hundered meters away uphill.
The landlord doesn’t have any chance, they’re occupying the whole restaurant and the only possibility to stay them calm is to feed them quickly! And he does! Meat, potatos, salads, soups and so on are being carried inside and served to the hungry geocachers;-))
Late at night, the last cachers are strolling away, starting their cars; the landlord switches out the light in his restaurant and you think you can read the thoughts buzzling inside their heads:
Thanks for this great Event!