Well it was a beautiful morning to be out and about but it was cold so I, for one, was pleased that it wasn't a long run. We had a bit of a problem finding trail, seeing as those who were checking what turned out to be the right direction did not notice a blob of flour behind a post but after that it did not prove too difficult apart from a point at which the Hares had tried to be too clever and put a check at which we suppose to look through 360 degrees to find trail! Anyway, eventually we did find it and from then on there were no problems finding our way back.

In the circle, there were several down downs including one to the hares for using a shopping trolley for the beer stop (although we were actually grateful that they had) and  Fiddler's wife was christened "Second Fiddle".