Its one of those places on the highway that you pass by but we wanted to check oyt a couple of things so we deviated.
We were directed to the cricket club proudly known as the RCG.
We were looking for a picket gate.
The bitumen road soon turned to gravel and we were wondering if we were going the right way, then I saw cricket nets and a large shed. Yep, we were right. We stopped alongside the shed and walked down. It was a cricket pitch and there was the gate. Freshly painted with a shiny steel bolt, about eight stone steps lead down to it.
It is tradition to enter and exit to the field through the gate. Quirky or what? Made my day.
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