Alan, Alan McQ, Allan, Davie C, Johnny, Rex, and a fleeting visit from Paul
There had been torrential overnight rain, and it continued on our journey to Largs, so much so that we never gave Knock Hill a thought and even considered going for a coffee and waiting to see if the rain was to abate. Paul arrived and immediately discovered that he had forgot to pack his waterproof jacket so decided just to go home. Unfortunately for him, the road conditions had deteriorated to such an extent that some roads had been closed, meaning that he had a tortuous journey home visiting some parts of North Ayrshire he hadn’t been to before and probably didn’t want to visit again.
By just after ten o’clock though the rain did go off and we strode out towards Fairlie, crossing over the raging torrent that was the Gogo burn, before stopping for a few minutes at the ‘Pencil’. The path obviously had some large puddles on it but all-in-all the going was good although we were into a breeze, and the skies were still laden. Reaching our turning point at the picnic benches at the far side of Fairlie it was decided that it was too windy and wet (the rain had started again) to have our pieces there so we retraced our steps fifty metres or so to some benches adjacent to an old wooden boathouse where we got some shelter. Unluckily for us the rain got heavier as we sat so we didn’t delay and set off on our return journey. The rain got heavier but by the time we were leaving Fairlie it had stopped for good this time, and although there was only six of us, we still managed to get well strung out along the footpath. It was ten to one when we got back having covered seven miles and at least it was dry whilst we got changed.
FRT was taken in Wetherspoon’s where we treated ourselves to some chips as well as the usual refreshments. This had been a better day than we could have hoped for earlier in the morning and we enjoyed having got off our chair, got oot the door and gone a walk wi’ the Ooters!
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