On On: Owen Rd, Parkerville
Only four runners plus hare, and me recovering from a recent bout of laziness (and a bit of a cold) that had me walking most of the time.
Walkers set out on an epic adventure to get to Hovea Falls. Two made it and none died trying, but it took them yonks. Photos were displayed to prove the feat, but most of the hounds had disbanded by the time the triumphant pair returned, so it will live in history as a nebulous myth wrapped in rumour, speculation and a teaspoon of honey.
I don’t know what words mean anymore.