Owls Count

Today the army were offering, in conjunction with the local orienteering club, an one hour score event in Swinley forest. As this is fairly close to where I live, I caught a train, and went along – partly to meet with my parents, as they travelled through and collect some post from them.

As my knee is a little sore I decided to walk round with my mother, who has been unwell recently. We made reasonable progress and visited eleven controls. The northern half of the forest was runnable – even if we were only walking – except for the patches of rhododendron, which several people struggled to bash their way through. The course was good, giving plenty of route choice – including several possible starting directions.