Letterboxing

sammmmi - that's NPWS rights of way. I'm talking about across privately owned farmland, as in the UK.

retsbew - well, getting ONTO the farmland often involves negotiating an electric fence. :-)

Noone has yet provided me with a list of rights of way - what you describe sounds like "discreet trespassing" to me! As to rogaining, did you mean rogering? Another new term along with rogering!

Orienteering? Mountain biking? Bush bashing? Yuck. What about gentle rambling??? Pub to pub, village to village walks? LOL.

Rogaining - a great sport, and an Australian invention!

Sounds like you need to get out a little more, ryb!

There is some vandalism on Dartmoor, but this is generally confined to boxes that are sited within half a mile of a road. You have to be a pretty determined vandal to walk 10 miles over rugged terrain to destroy or steal a little plastic box.
Letterboxes are not just dropped in a National Park. They are extremely well hidden, and the clues are never easy. On Dartmoor now, lots of aficionados are using larger screw top pill containers begged from pharmacies. Roll up a little visitors' book, stuff the stamp down the middle and bury the thing in a six foot high peat bank. Unlikely to be found easily, let alone vandalised.
And ginner, there are boxes in North Yorkshire, and Cumbria, and the Lake District and Cornwall, just to name a few areas....

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<hr>On Dartmoor now, lots of aficionados are using larger screw top pill containers begged from pharmacies.<hr></blockquote> I'm beginning to visualise some great steps forward in therapuetical treatments and lowering of health costs here.
We've employed or deployed Bazza above and now his charter is being extended to include a regular halfway house and rehab centres run to show off all these pill containers and what brightly coloured contents they will have, the orange one being the biggie bonus!, and only so many of them, and of course to hand out the clue sheets.

By the time the competitors/combatants have been scouring the locales, worked through the clues and all, they will have become more mentally alert, super fit, and perhaps just become addicted to the chocolate centres of Smarties and addicted for sure if thay found the Jaffas.

Thanks Aphrodite (BTW ignore sammmi's drivel...).
Sounds a great sport - as a one-time orienteer and regular rogainer, I'm going to sign up and put a few around here!

Good for you retsbew, and may even get around to doing something myself, and do lighten up, a little humour never hurts anyone.

Big drivel and little humour.<BR>

#32 Aphrodite - are stalkers an issue with letterboxing?, creeping about behind you to see what you're on to?, so as they can attempt getting an upper hand.
It does seem to be a prevalent trait, and worse still they are more than likely some sort of weirdo.

37 - takes one to know one....

Thanks retsbew and the others who took my simple little question seriously, even though they've never heard of letterboxing before.
I think it's appropriate to mention that I got my first 100 boxes on Dartmoor in the winter of 1983-1984. The weather was hellish. For three months the wind howled, the fog made bearings impossible, the cold was excruciating and some boxes had to be dug up from under the snow. I helped to push two dead sheep off boxes that year. There were no published clues at that time. You simply went from box to box, picking up clues to new boxes from the back of the visitors' book in the box you had found.
That's when I got hooked.
And once hooked, it's always there.
I left England in 1999 with my entire letterbox collection stored in 58 stamp journals with indices, 7 shoeboxes full of stamps on postcards, 5 big albums full of prints of special hand-carved stamps and a sad heart.
Now, although I live on a weird island on the West coast of Canada, I am trying to return to letterboxing, both here and away.