Alex gave Juanma, Violeta, Vilppu, and myself a red course in Prospect Park. Pretty sweet little park. My compass kept acting funny for the first half of the course. Initially I assumed I was rushing too much and not taking good bearings, but on the way out of #10 I saw it do a 180, and then another 180. After that I stashed it in my pocket and continued on. I don't like orienteering without a compass, but something was strange about it last night. Really enjoyed getting back to forests like these.