Some places feel different from the moment you arrive. At Huntercombe, you swing off the main road, and the dust of the car park has already settled from the previous arrival, likely to have been a while back. A sense of great calm seems to envelope you as you shoulder your kit and stroll towards the clubhouse, the delicious crunch of your footsteps the…
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