Nestling near the boundary between PO20 and PO21 the golf course is a
predictably flat area that in some ways is as hard to navigate as a thick
forest as both lack easily observable landmarks by which to orientate oneself.
The small group that headed north east were unlucky to find a long falsie and have
to suffer some playful jeering from a group of plus fours also waiting to tee off.
The rest with Old Faithful leading the way found good flour between the poplars and
out to Brimfast Cottage where they were suckered into taking a falsie west towards
Yours truly and Two Ferrets found the way north to a check at Fisher farm and then
just by luck over to the Billy trail. There now followed one of those times when no
one seems to be able to find a way out, with hashers wandering all over the place to
no avail. This was fortunate for Bika who had forgotten about the bridge repairs at the
bottom of the A3M (Doh!) and only just managed to catch us up, seeing us all wandering
about on the horizon.
There now followed a series of checks all at the leafy lane junctions that took us
west in a loop over to the footpath at the Fisher Barn and back on to the golf course
and a check right by one of the ponds, which was given a wide berth by Splasher
for obvious reasons.
At the circle there was due thankfulness to the team of hares and a mention for
Two Ferrets who had NOT taken a short cut over one of the greens like the rest
and Spiderman for lethargy. The Hash-it was presented to Canman for the dreadful
transgression of asking a local if they had seen any flour.