WATERSIDE INN at Goodrington

Run #2094 Monday 15th September Circle up 7:15 pm from the Waterside Inn Goodrington TQ4 6ND with Beeflicker.

Pre order food in pub before trail - on table by 9pm.

Hard to believe that we were last at the Waterside Inn way back in 2016 (#1668). A beautiful location with spectacular views across the bay.

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KESTOR INN

 Run #2093 Monday 8th September Circle up 7:15 pm from the Kestor Inn, Manaton, Newton Abbot TQ13 9UF with Poacher.

RUN #2092 WORDS by Pisswell

Fingle bridge on Teign valley waters

Simon & Garfunkel - Bridge Over Troubled Water

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Who made it over the little narrow bridge? only Pisswell and her inflatable crocodile!!!!!

Who cheated and walked over the bridge?

Soapy plus the inflatable penis, Melon Picker, Warmfront, Beeflicker with the inflatable toucan, Pocket Rocket, Georgie P’ Orgy, Piltdown man, SMEllie and Coldtits.

The circle: The GM welcomed everyone to hash number 3078 or something. SMEllie and Coldtits asked to go to the loo! And then SMEllie asked for hares for October.

The hare: Pisswell had laid 3trails L5,S3.5,W2m, laid both sides of the river.

The hare had requested swim/running wear and inflatables and head torches as it would be dark under the trees. She was planning fairy lights and a sweetie stop. There would be a river crossing for all, made easier to cross by placing a washing line to dry Pisswells wet socks!

No pubs open so down downs on the hare and BYO picnic

Verse 1 -see music for tune of Bridge over troubled waters!

When you're weary

Of my trails

When they are all too far,

A new plan can’t fail!

Swim on the side

Oh, when trails get tough

And marks just can't be found

[Chorus]

Fingle bridge on Teign valleys waters

There we’ll drink down downs

But the pubs they are closed to taunt us

We can’t buy a round!

[Verse 2]

Small lanes driving there

Did you cross the bridge?

You’re going up the Teign

Longs up on the ridge

Beneath Drogo

Sharp, then Hunters tor

A view you can die for!

[Chorus]

Fingle bridge on Teign valleys waters

I was swimming there

Eating sweets and inflatables too

Tou-can ride the weir!

[Verse 3]

Shine on, twinkly lights,

torches on

Your time has come to shine

On bats, we came upon

See now it’s cold

Oh, we need to change

The picnic for Drewe arms!

[Chorus]

Fingle bridge on Teign valleys waters

River bank won’t do

Gate crash pub , so that Kirton hashers

Share their on down too!

Out takes:

Well done those who braved the long journey! For those who were daunted, it is not in fact in Scotland but it is equally as beautiful.

Well done the river crossers. Thank you to Beeflicker for bringing Pisswells washing in.

Well done the swimmers who rode the rapids on inflatable animals in the dodgy dark water, with bats entangled in their hair!

Well done the inflatables for staying firm enough to hold throughout!

What actually happened en route?

The longs gate crashed Kirton H3 Sweety stop and ran along side their trail up by Drogo. Therefore, we decided we could also share their on downs, at the Drewe arms. The pub had refused us as they were closed on Mondays, but had opened especially for them! So we ate our picnics and cucumber sandwiches and Pocket ate his own body weight in chicken korma roll!

Down downs:

Thank you to Kirton hash for giving us somewhere warm to go

Thank you to the hare and Coldtits for providing the beer.

Down downs …

…to the hare for a shitty trail

Coldtits awarded the helicopter hat to Soapy for bringing her enormous inflatable penis!

…to Beeflicker for riding the waves and weir on his inflatable Toucan.

…To Warmfront for rushing of when her GM was hanging by just a handhold off the View point at Hunters tor!

…to Pocket Rocket for attempting the long and surviving the above ordeal, and for eating his own body weight in his picnic hamper!

…to Coldtits for being unable to navigate her boat down through the river Teign using just Strava

…to Melon Picker for looking after Soapy’s inflatable and never feeling deflated despite the other walkers going off and leaving him!

Thanks for coming GP and PDM

…to Smellie for battery failure and relying on Coldtits other battery operated item!

Think I might have made a bit up but that was the gist of it! Although we were exhausted and tiny by the end (only eight), we had had a great time and a lot of laughter and fun. Thanks guys x

Next week:

Preacher at the Kestrel, Manapig.

Sorry autocorrect…..Poacher at the Kestor, Manaton.

On on x

FINGLE BRIDGE - a return after many a year

Run #2092 Monday 1st September Circle Up 7:15 pm from Fingle Bridge, Exeter EX6 6PW with Pisswell. Bring a picnic and BEER!

It's been a few years since we've ventured out there but rest assured, it is a beautiful location and you might get your feet wet.  Bring inflatable, food, beer and warm clothes and head lights for an outdoor picnic x

Words for run #2091 by Judgemental

A chorus of 'Great Hash' even before the Great BBQ, satisfied the hash group who met at the Park Inn. A favourite start and end point for TV3H, this evening did not disappoint. Before we get into the silliness of it all, big shout out to Hornie and Pork Torpedo celebrating 24 years of marriage, and a down down to boot!

Piswell was happily boasting about her marathon run earlier in the day (not really a marathon), but made sure the news was heard by all. Good to see Mr Harry Bostom making his annual hash appearance, in customary woolly hat worn only by those living in warmer climes! Reminders of up and coming social events were the subject of the notices, followed by a long ramble by tonight's hare of a solo lay, something about marks on the right, but might be on the left, normally 3 and a stop if I could be bothered, was the jiste of Shit Face's intro. The hash had heard enough and was ready to go.

Meanwhile 2 young virgin's were presented to the group (that does not sound good!), but Cheerio Beerio (mother of the 2!) came to their rescue and their brand new summer trainers were spared the customary dusting. 

 

Back to the main event: Bee Flicker, Pocket Rocket and others set off at a great pace, believing the BBQ would be their reward. Others followed including Judgemental, MissInn and PissWell, happy to settle at a slower pace, full of confidence the BBQ definitely would be their reward. 

 

Right out of Park Inn, following the road over the railway, before swinging right onto Church End Road. looping left onto Foredown Lane, right onto Maddacombe Road, and over one of various bridges spanning the A380 South Devon Highway. No time to stop and wave at traffic or other silliness a bunch of grown ups on an evening run would do, the route took us on a long stretch through Kerswell Down Plantation. Good pleasant trail running in dry conditions, plenty of fallen tree trunks to climb over, or crawl under. The trail opened up into a field. Judgmemental; missed the first of 3 arrows and had to be called back by MIss Inn. Clearly he was after the BBQ!

 

Running to the edge of North Whilborough and down Whilborough Lane, the route came to a cross roads, This delayed the front runners (ha ha!), Bearing left, and following the road down and cross the A380 again, meaning that the BBQ was getting closer. Better still, the route went over the railway line again. Another short hash. I could almost smell the burgers. But oh look - this is better?

A sweetie stop in Cheerio Beerio's sun trap garden. Should we have climbed through the recently planted (?) hedge to reach the sweeties? Who cares! The juice was guzzled, and the sweets were prodded and poked, not wanting to spoil appetites. Cheerio mentioned her neighbour - the one and only Man Pig, his palace high on the hill! Rebellious thoughts of climbing the security fence and splashing in his pool have been noted for a future occasion....

 

On on again, but which way? No arrows out of Cheerio's Place. A lucky guess, we went up the hill for hash run part 2 - The Urban Escape! A gradual climb up to the Primary School, was worth the views looking left out towards the moors. Down again, and over Newton Road, and letting out noses lead us back to the Park Inn. Hurrah!

 

With pints in hands and outdoor lounge seating to comfort weary legs (don't forget poor Pisswell had already done a 'marathon'), our host served a BBQ for all to enjoy - a £5 bargain. Thank you

 

Down Down's 

Shitfaced was nominated for picking an argument with our host about the readiness of the burgers and the absence of the chips. Clearly ruffled, the host remained calm and chips were presented. Only afterwards did I learn that our host, Park n Ride,was Shit Face's father!

Pocket Rocket was nominated for nearly completing the Long! But not quite!

Hornie was nominated (2nd Down down of the evening) for becoming a blood sister with Pisswell. Don't ask for too much detail!

Returnee gentleman hasher Oli was welcomed back with a Down Down

Judgmental

BANK HOLIDAY BARBIE CHEZ SHITFACED

 

Run #2091 Bank Holiday Monday 25th August from the Park Inn, 15 Cole's Lane, Kingskerswell TQ12 5BQ with Shitfaced. BBQ with money in the pot

RUN #2090 WORDS by SOAPY

Words for run number 2090.

My turn to write the words this week - important to Archive……

the evenings Hash of who did what, and did they all survive.

What they saw upon the trail and a list of who was there,

how it was laid, and where it went, is all you really care.

Also, to make the absentees that night wish that they had come

Instead of staying home alone, all bored and feeling glum.

Well, on Monday 18th of August, off to Galmpton’s Manor Inn

With a bucket full of apples (that I didn’t want to bin)

I tried my best to distribute, but only a few did take!

Just think of all those pies and cakes or crumble you could make!!

I digress – apologies, back to the task in hand,

UBend was the hare tonight and told the trail he’d planned

3 Long/Short splits, 3 blobs and on and walkers route in flour

If you find the trail and don’t get lost, you’ll be back within an hour!!

Well…….. We all set off together, united from the start

Checking for 3 blobs and on, towards the River Dart.

We came across the 1st L/S split, and the shorts my legs did send

Cheerio Beerio not far behind accompanied by UBend.

Pizzwell and Miss Inn took the long, as I think did all the rest

Except for all the walkers who are injured (or past their best).

Up a steep hill, then down I ran, towards muddy Galmpton creek,

Where, in the Dolphin boatyard, I saw a car that was unique.

It was painted like a narrow boat - a porthole on the side,

A clever combination, I was hoping for a ride.

But the tide was out, and I had to run along the shingly beach

(Where I saw another apple tree – thank goodness out of reach!)

At the end of beach a footpath took me inland and On on

Looking back for Cheerio and UBend, I noticed they had gone!

I followed blobs up the steep hill along lower Greenway walk

Tried calling “Onon” as I ran, but as exhausted couldn’t talk.

I crossed a road then through a wood, into field and spot a cow

Hare said they weren’t there before, but they sure were there now!

Bearing left through Greenway gardens I recognised the view

But instead of our old familiar log, a wooden bench in lieu!

I took a photo of the river, with Dartmouth set behind

Such a lovely vista of water and the sky combined.

This was a field we’d run through, on our ‘Grand Day out’ before

I reminisced of ‘Wensleydale’, then set off again once more.

This was when it all went wrong (well, at least it did for me)

Do I go through the kissing gate, or turn right at the tree?

I saw an arrow pointing on, or a cross? I couldn’t tell

No one to ask - I made a choice, to go downhill as well.

I saw no more marks as I ran on road, speeding up and fast

Until I joined another road, Pizzwell and Miss Inn went past.

We were lost - the three of us, and flour there was a lack

I decided to go on down the hill, but they wanted to go back……

and do the bit up through the woods, they’d missed the stunning view.

but ahead of me, on up the hill was a hasher’s form I knew.

Sweat was streaming from his brow and steam blew from his ears

Piltdown man was trudging on with a mirage thought of beers.

He was the inspiration that I needed, to keep my heart from sinking

At last I reached the Manor Inn, where the walkers all sat drinking!

One by one the longs came in, plus Cheerio and the Hare

Mash and Miss Mash had to leave, but Pizzwell still not there!

Dark outside without a torch, whatever were you thinking?

You missed the down downs at the pub, the social side and drinking!!

Hornie and Pork Torpedo turned up late, both not feeling right

But wanted to support the Hare and join in the fun tonight.

Down downs were awarded to: The Hare for confusing torches with the sky

And, Cold Tits for hiding round the corner, (I’m still not quite sure why?)

Think she forgot her trainers, but managed to still run………

In her ‘office shoes’ - That is commitment its supposed to be good fun!

Melon Picker got his 1,000th run badge – he’s gotta getta life

Perhaps he oughta spend more time concentrating on his wife!!!

Well, I think that’s just about all I can say – sorry it’s all about me

But when your hashing on your own - Theres not a lot you see.

Thank you UBend for the scenic trail, my Strava didn’t moan

‘cos through woods and open fields you run much faster on your own!

Soapy xx

Onon to next weeks trail at the Park Inn Kingskerswell.

BACK TO THE MANOR INN AT GALMPTON

 Run #2090 Monday 18th August Circle up 7:15 pm from the Manor Inn at Galmpton, Stoke Gabriel Rd, Galmpton, Brixham TQ5 0NL with U Bend. 

#2089 WORDS by Pisswell

 The words for hash number 2089 at Trendlebere top carpark, nr Manaton. Hare Poacher, On down Kestor Inn

Who woz there? Poacher, Miss Inn, Ernie, Beeflicker, Pisswell, Judgemental, SMEllie, Piltdown man and Coldtits.

The circle: Piltdown performed GM duties.

The hash raiser asked for offers to fill October dates

The hare: Poacher gave the normal spiel of

Laid on the right, fish hooks, back checks, ha has, swimming, hang gliding, bungee jumping etc.

The trail: And we were off! Oh no, we weren’t as Coldtits arrived, putting on her running gear and leading us in a warm up routine in her new Lycra and key holding backpack. There was an uphill climb as we went up Blackhill, towards Leighon. Beeflicker was found collapsed on the ground but on examination was just asleep and waiting for others to catch up!

Ernie was taking time out from his busy work schedule and Judgemental had been back running the park run. Is that really running?

Miss Inn was galloping along after her cross country at Holewell last week. Sadly no mane attraction, who had taken a fall at the water previously and been bitten by the crocodile.

Coldtits was breaking in the Lycra and Piltdown and her both took short and headed up to the viewpoint at the top of the hill. Being an unremarkable high point, they had made a little pile of stones and Poacher was able to show off his knowledge of the area, Hound tor with the coast of Wales on the horizon and the outer Hebrides in the far distance.

We all galloped down the hill again, following the route of the Haytor heller, according to Miss Inn. Approaching the road, the longs went right and the others left to rejoin later. Pisswell screamed as a deer shot out of the undergrowth and over her head! Beef flicker still dressed from his previous military run at Coleman Fishacre, got out his rifle and fired a shot, not knowing what has disturbing the hashing crew. And that was the end.

Who shot Poach…… er?

And then Beeflicker woke up again and it was all just a dream!

On downs:

Pisswell realising that no one had been nominated to write the words, said to keep your hands on your knees if you wanted to write them. Everyone’s hands shot up, except Poacher, who put his hand on Pisswells knee! He’s obviously not dead then and I got to do the words!

Anyway, down downs were given by those with previous awards, namely Coldtits and Poacher. Poacher nominated our returnee Judgemental with a down down for lying and saying he was doing the longs. A down down to the liar, who wore a fetching blue wig (he wears white ones usually) and the Irish hat.

Next Piltdown, who had been pretending to be a young teenager by looking at his phone all night, had a down down for climbing a vertical mile uphill to the viewpoint. He had the helicopter hat and a pair of flashing glasses. Here’s to the mountaineer..

Next week: This will be the Manor Inn at Gampton with U-Bend.

On on to next week.

TRENDLEBERE DOWN with Poacher

Run #2089 Monday 11th August Circle up 7:15 pm from Trendlebere Down, East Dartmoor National Nature Reserve, Yarner Wood, Bovey Tracy TQ13 9LJ top car park with Poacher.