A reasonable turnout for the Sculpture Park run, hastily taken over by yours truly from Passiona who was indisposed due to a condition known as “down at the cottage”. And, sadly, when the group was all aboard who was going aboard, it turned out that the only runner was, in fact, the hare.
Being a gregarious sort, the hare decided not to run all on his own but to join the pack of walkers and leave the run to it’s own devices. It was a short, but lovely walk, with Hoover having to be captured for a short lead, as this was considered politic what with being next to the dog pound.
In the circle afterwards Tickhead was congratulated for completing the 100Km walk, although he had to sit out our walk as he couldn’t. At the end of the circle a dozen of us retired to the new Indian in Mundaring, and made a meal of it.