10 November 2013
6 People am; 10 pm
28 km (17 miles)
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Like the rambling English train
From Clapham to Petersfield
Looping through Virginia Water.
Our promenade meandered
Up Butser Hill's steep slopes
Where the silver Solent shone.
Through grassy fields and woods
Past runners who took their rest
In penumbra under golden leaves.
Then: a romantic windmill atop a hill
The post meridian setting sun
And a pint of cheer at the local pub.
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