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Location

Participants

Expedition 1: Stevage and Naomi Expedition 2: Felix Dance, Lachlan, Cam and Tim B. -->

Plans

Expedition

Expedition 1

Plotting

While Naomi and I were at the pub, we heard the others discussing geohashing, with Felix conducting his usual flowery, eloquent dissertation on its merits to all present. I'd noticed the brilliant hash for today (located smack bang in the middle of a huge cemetery), but didn't have my bike with me. So, sadly I resigned myself to not going.

Then Naomi, a geohashing veteran of one expedition, turned to me, "do you want to go?" "Sure!" I said. Pause. "Don't tell the others".

We waited for them to leave the pub, heading off on their bikes, nonchalantly wishing them will, and not letting on that we were planning to gazump them. With our car versus their train*-and-bike combo, we couldn't lose! My phone was desperately low on batteries, so we dropped in to my office to grab a charging cable, so we could use her car as an incredibly expensive USB charger.

The drive was a pleasant cruise, Naomi using her expert knowledge of traffic restrictions in the Stonnington area to get us to the freeway as quickly as possible.

Entry

Once at the cemetery, on Police Rd, things didn't look good: an enormous solid steel fence, big signs warning of 24 hour security surveillance, and even a second fence behind the first! Patiently, we kept exploring the perimeter, probing for a weakness. Down side streets we turned, but everywhere we saw big fences, locked gates and no obvious way to get in. Worse still, we were on major roads with quite a few people about, despite the late hour.

In desperation we headed down Summit Rd through a small business park. At the end we found a back entrance to the cemetery. Naomi skilfully noticed a gap under the fence which indeed, we were both able to just squeeze under. Wary of security patrols, we kept our voices down as we blundered through the dark in the direction of the hash. Glancing at my phone blinded me again and again, leaving me completely disoriented.

We meandered around graves, mausolea, unused plots, garden beds, bushes, trees. We were probably ahead of the others. Probably. Finally 70 metres, 20, 10, we're there! A nice peaceful spot in a cluster of graves. My phone, having bravely got us this far, was now exhausted. No flash photography. Then, no photography. Then nothing but "battery critically low!". I desperately took a screenshot of our location and uploaded it to the wiki. Then Naomi tried to take photos on her phone, using mine as a light source. The results were abysmal.

Lying in wait

We sat and chatted for a bit. It was already 11:30, so if we waited for the others, it couldn't be more than half an hour. We both had work the next day. Would they turn up? Would they be thwarted by the huge fences? Would Lachlan's front wheel spontaneously turn into a pretzel?

Suddenly, we heard a voice. It sounded like geohashes. A few hundred metres away, tops. An evil thought occurred. "Quick! Hide!" We quietly laid down next to one of the graves, giggling nervously.

"I'll signal 3, 2, 1, then we'll yell 'Boo!'", I said.

"Boo or surprise?"

"Um...surprise.

"Ok."

The voices got a bit louder, a bit clearer, then suddenly they were here! I quickly signalled, and we jumped up and yelled SURPRISE!

Tracklog

Photos

Success @-37.9447,145.1797

Achievements

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+===Expedition 1===
+==== Plotting====
+While Naomi and I were at the pub, we heard the others discussing geohashing, with Felix conducting his usual flowery, eloquent dissertation on its merits to all present. I'd noticed the brilliant hash for today (located smack bang in the middle of a huge cemetery), but didn't have my bike with me. So, sadly I resigned myself to not going.
+Then Naomi, a geohashing veteran of one expedition, turned to me, "do you want to go?"
+"Sure!" I said. Pause. "Don't tell the others".
+We waited for them to leave the pub, heading off on their bikes, nonchalantly wishing them will, and not letting on that we were planning to gazump them. With our car versus their train*-and-bike combo, we couldn't lose! My phone was desperately low on batteries, so we dropped in to my office to grab a charging cable, so we could use her car as an incredibly expensive USB charger.
+The drive was a pleasant cruise, Naomi using her expert knowledge of traffic restrictions in the Stonnington area to get us to the freeway as quickly as possible.
+==== Entry ====
+Once at the cemetery, on Police Rd, things didn't look good: an enormous solid steel fence, big signs warning of 24 hour security surveillance, and even a ''second'' fence behind the first! Patiently, we kept exploring the perimeter, probing for a weakness. Down side streets we turned, but everywhere we saw big fences, locked gates and no obvious way to get in. Worse still, we were on major roads with quite a few people about, despite the late hour.
+In desperation we headed down Summit Rd through a small business park. At the end we found a back entrance to the cemetery. Naomi skilfully noticed a gap under the fence which indeed, we were both able to just squeeze under. Wary of security patrols, we kept our voices down as we blundered through the dark in the direction of the hash. Glancing at my phone blinded me again and again, leaving me completely disoriented.
+We meandered around graves, mausolea, unused plots, garden beds, bushes, trees. We were probably ahead of the others. Probably. Finally 70 metres, 20, 10, we're there! A nice peaceful spot in a cluster of graves. My phone, having bravely got us this far, was now exhausted. No flash photography. Then, no photography. Then nothing but "battery critically low!". I desperately took a screenshot of our location and uploaded it to the wiki. Then Naomi tried to take photos on her phone, using mine as a light source. The results were abysmal.
+==== Lying in wait====
+We sat and chatted for a bit. It was already 11:30, so if we waited for the others, it couldn't be more than half an hour. We both had work the next day. Would they turn up? Would they be thwarted by the huge fences? Would Lachlan's front wheel spontaneously turn into a pretzel?
+Suddenly, we heard a voice. It sounded like geohashes. A few hundred metres away, tops. An evil thought occurred. "Quick! Hide!" We quietly laid down next to one of the graves, giggling nervously.
+"I'll signal 3, 2, 1, then we'll yell 'Boo!'", I said.
+"Boo or surprise?"
+"Um...surprise.
+"Ok."
+The voices got a bit louder, a bit clearer, then suddenly they were here! I quickly signalled, and we jumped up and yelled '''''SURPRISE!'''''
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