We started from the scenic park in Jane Brook, circling around and running alongside the creek. After not crossing a small bridge I confidently announced there was no other crossing for 3km or so…only to come upon the next bridge in about 20 metres or so, thus proving I am still an ace when it comes to the lay of the land. Hearing the runners ahead crossing that bridge, I cleverly decided shortcutting across a very flimsy fallen tree would be a good idea–I barely made it, and trod through ankle deep sludge, pushed through billions (not exaggerating by any means) of spider webs (spending the remainder of the run plucking entombed fly carcasses from my shirt), and finally made it back on trail.
Then we run about a bit more, went up some huge evil hill, returned back down the same huge evil hill, and got back home. I had to race back to my restaurant, so I missed all the circle fun. 🙁