Sub Carapacea de RaC

This post is written in Romanian. For English version, please click here or scroll down. Tocmai m-am întors din Århus, cărând într-un rucsac mare, echipamentul meu de cățărat. Nu, Århus nu e un munte, e un oraș la malul mării. Danemarca nu are munți, doar câteva dealuri - altitudine maximă: 170,86 metri. Dar totuși m-am cățărat... pentru un cache. Nu era T5 (rating maxim de teren), ci T4,5 dar tot cățărat se numește fiindcă necesită echipament special.

The hardest thing in writing something, just like in a new trip, is to start. For the writing there  is always the question of ” How should I start? What should I write first? ” and for a journey, like this one I am telling you about now, the problem is usually ” Do I really wanna wake up so early? But I don't wanna get out of bed! ” Yep, that's exactly what happens every time! I get very enthusiastic about the trip so I cannot fall asleep too early, and in the morning I don't wanna wake up :D The story you're about to read is about a trip I made on March 14, 2015 - Pi Day. You know, because 3.1415926... is Pi? Same as the date 3 14 15! Yep, nice one, right? In geocaching, today you could earn two souvenirs (we talked about souvenirs in the past ): one if you find a mystery cache and one if you attend an event on this day. On Fyn (which is the island I currently reside) there were two Pi Day Events: one in the morning, in Svendborg (all the way in the south o...