Allan, Billy, Davie Mc, Gus, Hugh,
Ian, Jim, Jimmy, Johnny, Kenny T, Malcolm, Paul, Rex, Robert
We assembled at Hurlford Bowling Club
car park on a chilly, overcast morning for our walk to Darvel. So desperate
were we to get started and get warmed up that we set off five minutes early (we
are the Early Ooters after all) only to immediately stop as Kenny and Jim
arrived. No matter, a few minutes later we were on the Grougar walk making our
way to Loudoun Kirk. As usual these days, some deviated down to the riverside
path whilst the rest remained on tarmac. The tarmacers arrived at the kirkyard
first and settled down to coffee but, when Davie arrived with the rest five
minutes later, he suggested making it an early lunch as there were not
opportunities to sit down for lunch later.
By this time Robert was in pain from
his knee and said he would go no further than Galston and, when Galston was
reached at about midday*, Johnny was of the same opinion as he was not feeling
great. Allan, Johnny and Robert, therefore, called a halt to proceedings and
took the bus back to Hurlford whilst the rest, as far as your scribe knows,
followed the path up to Darvel and on to the Black Bull for FRT.
*We had taken the shorter muddier
route to Galston, leaving Gus, who was in his shoes, to take the road up to
Loudoun Academy and down in to Galston from there. No doubt he managed to
rejoin the guys.
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