Incredible isn't it. Everything is just perfect: the proportions, the detail, the accuracy. But that's Google Earth for you! The run? Oh well that's the usual six-and-a-half kilo mish-mash of trails (when they happened to coincide with the hare's loosely worked out plan), rubber, swamp, and shiggy, thrown together at the last minute 'cos there wasn't time for a real recce. But it will serve its purpose as a prelude to the beer drinking that will follow.
Will follow? You mean it hasn't taken place yet?
And you didn't see it before the run? just goes to show what happens when you don't keep up to date with the Scum-on-line!
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