Alan McQ, Allan, Davie C, Dougie, Graham, Gus, Hugh, Jimmy, Johnny, Kenny R, Paul, Rex, Robert
The heavy rain of the previous day had been replaced with a bright morning meaning we had good overhead conditions for today’s ‘snowdrop walk’. Castle Semple loch was as full as we’ve seen it, so we took to the cycle path right away on leaving the car park, not chancing the lower path next to the water. We didn’t visit the Collegiate Church today but made straight for the turn-off to Kenmure Hill. As usually happens at this point, some decided to go up and over the hill whilst the rest, Dougie, Johnny and Robert, decided to go around. Those that went over had coffee at the top before meeting up with the others on the path below. As could be expected, a part of the path was flooded, but this was negotiated relatively easily and, to be honest, the going was better than expected.
Making our way into Howwood we found the relentless steps that took us on to the road that took us even more relentlessly up to Bowfield. It was noted that this road gets longer and steeper every time we do it. Making our way down to our right we all found the path to the left (remember the day Davie and Rex missed the path) that would take us to Newton of Belltrees. This is always the muddiest part of the walk, and so it proved to be, but still not as bad as expected, and we soon emerged at the top and onto the dry road. After another ten minutes or so we stopped at our usual spot beside the road for lunch. Johnny decided that it was better for him to keep moving, so he continued on his own leaving the rest behind.
On reaching Auchengrange we were slightly disappointed to note that we were probably a week early to view the snowdrops in full bloom but, never to miss an opportunity, Graham found a patch of them beside the road and collected some to take home. Alan was quick to describe him as a galanthophile, today’s word of the day.
The walk back to the cars was done in quick time, but not quick enough to catch up with Johnny who had beaten us by about five minutes. Three and a half hours for about eight and a half miles, some said nine. Jimmy and Kenny decided to head for home whilst the majority visited the Brown Bull for FRT. A pleasant and humorous way to end the day.