Knock Hill 5th August

 

Alan, Allan, Davie C, Dougie, Gus, Kenny R, Paul, Robert

It was a warm, dry but overcast morning as we met in Largs and, with the threat of rain, we wasted no time in setting off. A brief discussion took place as to whether to attempt Knock Hill or choose a low- level walk but the majority opted for the hill and so all made their way along the promenade towards Brisbane Glen Road. Those at the front, Gus, Kenny, Paul and Robert, and we were well spread out even by this time, must have been so engrossed in conversation that they continued up to the boating pond and, on reaching the main road realised that they were facing the road that they should come back down, No matter, Paul led them up through the houses to join the correct road and up to the track to Brisbane Mains Farm where they caught up with the others.

Unfortunately, at this point the rain came, and it was heavy enough for twenty minutes or so before it slackened and then went off. Having passed the farm building we took a coffee stop at our usual place in the shelter of some trees at the side of the path.

Fifteen minutes later we were off again following what was quite an overgrown track, and given the recent rains, the going underfoot was a bit wet, but we emerged from the overgrown section and headed for the foot of the hill. The light drizzle we had just encountered had given way to some blue skies and we had an unexpected clear view up the Firth of Clyde. Gus and Paul chose to go straight up the hill whilst Alan, Allan, Kenny and Robert took to the spiral path and met the other two coming down at the path to the golf course. It has to be said that the spiral path also was overgrown and was in need of some TLC. The six then fought their way cautiously down through head high bracken, brambles and gorse before emerging on to the course and making contact by phone with Davie and Dougie, well Dougie of course.

Not wanting to do the hill, Davie had been sure that there was a path round the bottom of the hill so set off, with Dougie in tow, to find it. The path soon ran out, but they decided to continue through the bracken and boggy ground in the hope of finding the path the rest were on. When contacted Dougie stated that they were struggling but couldn’t help laughing as Davie, for the umpteenth time, had fallen and was trying to extricate himself from the bog. He said they would catch us up eventually. For your information, Davie wasn’t exactly dressed for a jungle exploration with trainers and shorts, although he did have his waterproof socks on!

The six marched on over the golf course and on to Routenburn Road which took them down to the main road, which they crossed, and then took lunch in the shelter by the boating pond. It was ten to one at this point and contact again was made with Dougie. Davie and he had made it as far as a gate and fence beyond which was a field next to the golf course. Problem was that Davie couldn’t get over it, so they were going to have a bite to eat and then retrace their steps. They may be some time!

The guys made their way to Wetherspoons for FRT but Gus took his car up to the entrance to Brisbane Mains Farm and awaited the weary two who eventually appeared and were glad of the lift back to Largs. Well done, Gus! They weren’t as late as some had feared but it was still after half past two when they appeared to join the rest in a pleasant afternoon.

The walk is normally seven miles or so and the weather had been better than anticipated leading to a good day out, at least for six of us, and it was good to have Kenny back with us. The Adventures of the Early Ooters right enough!