Once back near the car, I am tempted by another cache but a river will need to be crossed. There is a bridge but it adds quite a few K to the journey. Still, it is a good option so I take it but by the time I near my destination, I am resolved to head toward my car in a straight direction on the return journey. Cache found and as I gaze toward toward where my car is parked, I see lots of bull rushes and other symptons of a bog. But I am knackered so the choice is clear. I then come across a black snake and we eye one another off but it is a good reminder for me that I am in his territory.
I stumble on , the ground is boggy underfoot and there is much water. I wonder how deep the river will be when I get to it or is it in fact been spread so thinly through the marsh? I am relieved to find out the river, when it does appear is about calf deep. I barge in with my goretex boots and goretex gaiters but the water is cold but I am sooooo happy to have saved over an hours walking time. One more cache at my crossing point then back to the car and the drive home. Very proud of my efforts and I will sleep well tonight.