Tuesday 22 December
~*Bells’ POV*~
“It should be right around here somewhere.”
Still walking, Nat looked at the small machine in her hand that was pointing us toward one of the harder to find geocaches in the area. It had a terrain and difficulty rating of four, so we knew it wouldn’t be a walk in the park to get to it.
I pulled on her shirt to slow her down before she stepped into the river flowing before her. “Nat, pause for a sec and look around.”
“What?” She finally looked up from her handheld device and surveyed our surroundings. “Oh…”
We had come up against one of the many rivers that made their way through the mountains around Matlock. It was lucky that we had come across it at the start of summer. The water that flowed in front of Nat couldn’t really be desc
