My first cryptic x-country
Apologies for the length, lack of photos, poor grammar and typos. 12 March, Friday I had been sitting at home, feeling down because I hadn’t found anyone to be my navigator for a Cryptic X-Country on Saturday. While drowning my sorrows in music, I got a phone call from a chap that said he’d be my navigator. A smile lit up my face and I raced around grabbing maps, rulers and pencils; the briefing was in 30 minutes. So far, there were 7 teams taking part. Without the help of my navigator, I’d still be sitting trying to figure out the clues. But thanks to him, we (he) had figured out the clues within no time and we received all the necessary thingies (another map, more things for us to solve and a plastic bag for the goodies that we had to find at each spot). I had a number of worries; - This would be the first time I would be flying with someone other than my dad or instructor. - My navigator had never flown in the Cubby before, and I thought that, because of his height, he wouldn’t be a...