A big turnout for the annual carol singing at the Headstone. A cold, dry evening. Capt. Harmer issued a challenge for the way back...to find the elusive hole in the woods which had proved so elusive on our previous meanderings around Ocean View. The top of Ocean View was duly conquered and we set off in a westerly direction guided by our trusty hounds and ended up lost again... in the woods as I recall, when we shouldn't have been! Up steps young Berzins with a knowing smile and much to certain people's annoyance, led us straight to the said hole/crater. Duty done, we set off back to the pub. Lucy attempted to break the odd bone by slipping and falling on the ice but alas, there was no Safety Officer to help out, just when he was needed! Otherwise uneventful.