THE STAR AT LIVERTON

Run #2136 Monday 6th July Circle up 7:15 pm from The Star at Liverton, Liverton, Newton Abbot TQ12 6EZ with Beeflicker. Hash fare details to follow.

 

TVH the WORDS #2135 Dawlish Warren CP by Palmolive

We met at Dawlish warren carpark for run #2135 courtesy of Pollyfella.

 

I was running a bit late but luckily the circle was still putting the world to rights, or should I say beer to rights! Unanimous votes re down downs and onto other business! 

 

A great turn out tonight, rough head count of 20 hashers- sorry you'll have to ask Piltdown for actual names and numbers!

 

Another reminder that Nash Hash August 2027 registration opens on 13th July, it will sell out so get in there quick.

 

A little miss calculation from Pollyfella, saying the route had to be altered as the sea wasnt playing ball and had washed some of the marks away, the high tide will do that! So, an emergency plan had been put into action to save us all from a swim hash.

 

Onon and we left the carpark, only to realise most had run up the road and the first mark was yet to be laid and it was on left. Baaaaaa! Springs to mind, ive had enough sheep in my day already! Of course, my dog wants a quick poo stop so almost tripped up a few hashers- sorry, but quickly bagged up and on we go, Soapy kindly swinging the bag until the next bin.

 

Through the car park and along the seas edge, the sea was infact high-Pollyfella was right. A friendly chap fishing said hello but not persuaded to join us, neither could a runner who was doing his own thing to be told he was going the wrong way and join us! To no avail, we didnt get any new members.

A train went past so of course I gleefully waved like I was in the railway children, only to realise the train was empty. Never mind.

 

OnOn to the view point, with a fun scramble up the sandy rugged bank. Great views from the top, tempted to hold the dog up like a scene from Lion King but thought better of it and hung on tight to her collar!

 

Once turning on our tails to return down the hill we were met by the walkers trying to get up, then a bit more of a traffic jam as a young hasher stopped to tie his shoes.

 

Carrying on along the sea front, lovely views and a cooling breeze with lots of seagulls! Through the sand dunes and onto the beach for a bit. Sadly, as I had the dog at the walkers/shorts split I couldn't go any further, so we retreated and continued on the walkers trail, nice still to enjoy the evening primrose flowers and grasses that looked like cute bunnies tails. As a nature reserve kept my eye out for birds and bugs, does the lesser spotted Bobby Ball count?!

 

Once nearly back all my running had made me hungry so decided to stop for fish and chips seeing as the others were still on trail. So took these to eat hidden against a beach hut with the dog and Soapy fending of the hungry seagulls! I did laugh as we were heading back to see the exhausted hashers making their way back when I was full of chips! I did get my Merlin bird App out on the way back as the restaurants were playing bird noise, turns out it was kestrel sounds, im guessing to scare off the seagulls-it clearly doesnt work. Its a great App and free to download, I encourage you to do it.

 

Back to the car and for me I was heading off, but from looking at the photos many went to the pub and down downs awarded to of course the hare Pollyfella for a great trail- we wont mention the tides!

Archangel for, im not sure what, was he frolicking in the sand dunes?!Never let facts get in the way of a good story they say.

 

Bobbyball the twitcher got one was he looking for Boobies?!

 

Beeflicker for picking flowers for Harriets, and lastly

Melon Picker for missing the turning on the way to the hash and going the scenic route given the hash shit shirt.

 

Thanks everyone for a nice evening. OnOn to Beeflickers trail next week. 

 

OnOn Palmolive.

A TRIP TO THE SANDS

 

Run #2135 Monday 29th June Circle up 7:15 pm from Dawlish Warren Landward car park, Beach Road, Dawlish Warren, Dawlish EX7 0NF with Pollyfella. On Down Lee's Bar, Dawlish Warren.

Hello hashers, just a heads up that Lee’s Bar which is the OD on Monday 27th June does not do food.

However they are happy for us to eat take away food so long as it’s eaten on their out door terrace. There are 2 chippys within a minute walk of the bar!

Parking is free after 6 at the car park. We are having the circle at the car park on the right just before the tunnel (that goes under the railway) to the Warren.

Best wishes, Pollyfella

 

 

 

Run #2134 Monday 22nd June from the Royal Oak at Exminster

Well, finally the Werds appeared. 

 

Last Monday 22nd, it was almost my birthday, a mere 24 hrs late and i don't blame u all at all for that. We travelled far East, to the village of Exminster where a great gaggle gathered and BeeFlicker gave me a ribbon to wear, Best Poodle or something. There was the usual chatting about stuff, trail and the like, and a latecomer arrived, "i'm Speedy", i live here, and i also work in the pub. We all cheered. His name is on. 

 

Out and On to the Right, we trundled thrugh the peaceful village and admired all the lovely gardens and the historic Mental Asylum residential conversions, voting each other in and out of need of it. It was Hot, but as some of us are British we only muttered this quietly. We went round most Exminster houses following a Super Trail, and found a Latin inscribed church coffin rest bench, i taught Forrest how to read this, and he accidentally changed this story later to give me a downdown. 

 

We galloped on and learned new plants, i lost most hashers but managed to catch MissInn under the motorway bridge to tell her all about the climbers who climbed the 4" crack along its length, upside down like spiders on its ceiling. We lapped up the estuary, and bounced on the Topsham ferry bridge, then Pisswell "never minded" the [rowdy] Bullocks like the country gal she is, we ran directly to the Pub and muttered delightedly about the Heat at 9pm. 

 

Then the really smiley barmaid brought out a cake for some old codger, and it turned out i was much older than i realised, but managed to blow out the candles before my rapid beer. Speedy received a downdown from Warmfront, and drank a bit before choosing to wear most of it. I got one for teaching Forrest Latin. As did the Hare, cos his trail was Smashing (as always). Lovely to drive east for a change, always nice to go new places. 

 

Thanks for sharing a tasty birthday cake, u are all such a lovely [mad] bunch Psycho, age 80ish.

Oh and Forrest got his own downdown, i think for eating a children's toy, and whilst forgetting which limbs he has/hasn't got. If i remember correctly, which I certainly do.

 

Psycho x

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ROYAL OAK AT EXMINSTER

Run #2134 Monday 22nd June Circle up 7:15 pm from the Royal Oak Inn at Exminster, Exeter EX6 8DX with Beeflicker

 

 

Rock around the Rugg tonight

Hash no: 2133

Who woz there?

Manpig, Georgie Porgy, Piltdown Man and grand daughter Monica, Strap on, Strap dancer, Beeflicker, Beefy, Pisswell (hare), Forrest, Slip on me, Archangel (For a short while. Hope you’re ok? I think the bog took him), all three Penners, Wet Johnny, Erection, Manopause, Coldtits and SMEllie (late-delayed by the train), Bobbiball (did his own thing at Bonehill rocks), Ernie and Roger the Dodger.

The circle

Piltdown GM’d as Pocket Rocket was absent. No one was reminded about the words or the chips/ baguettes, or dates needing a hare, or the time!

The hare was intent on breaking all the rules ( as there are none in hashing) so she had not laid a “real” trail. The only trail was to get everyone through the bogs without mishap, but once past the Rugglestone rock and on the moor, there would be arrows only, pointing to the flag on your next tor and change of direction. If you didn’t cross a road and remained on the slope overlooking Widecombe, you might sink in a bog but you wouldn’t get lost! So visual clues were of great important and the hare would blow Rambo’s whistle at the beer and rock stop. ( mainly to show the way down to Venton mire)

The trail to the tune of “Rock Around The clock” 1960

One, Two, Three O’clock, hare lays first mark.

Four, five, Six, O’clock, Seven fifteen start,

Eight, Nine, Ten, we stop,

Hashers we rock

We're gonna hash around the rocks tonight

Turn your Strava off, we ain’t doing miles.

We’re counting in tors, and large rock piles!

We’re going hash above the Rugg tonight

You’re gonna visit rocks that are all in sight

You’re gonna hash, going hash, without the rules tonight.

Rugglestone Rock is the first one found

Shiggys good as on on we bound

Find the right flag to find your route

Follow the arrows and have a hoot

You’re gonna find, gonna find your own sweet way tonight!

From now on you can’t see no flour.

You need to follow detective powers!

To Bovey rock, you all can go

Some will go high, and some will go low

You’re gonna split, gonna split

As the trail is laid in tors!

One more for walkers to Hollow tor

But oth-ers have to hash much moor!

Up to the Top tors, it’s a bitter Pil

Longs to Wittaburrow, shorts to Tunhills

Rocking long, rocking short?

The Arrows will show the way

Drinking the beer at Venton mire

Look for the hare as the bog is dire

Follow the marks, don’t want you in a muddle

We want you all back for a beer in the Ruggle

Eating rock, bagging tors around the Rugg tonight.

Out takes:

Manpig and Piltdown man joint contenders for the shiggy award of the year!

Man down: Archangel, limped bleeding back to the pub. (sorry)

Beeflicker: only person to complete all 10 tors, well done!

Only person lost-Beefy, whose long distance eyesight picked out Buckland Beacon several miles away!

Down downs:

Forrest kindly RA’d.

1. SMEllie gave her award to the most follically challenged, which happened to be Erection, who looked fetching in his new blue wig!

2. Georgie was nominated for drinking beer at the beer stop, which she thought was blackcurrant. Forrest then suggested Piltdown take the down down as she wouldn’t want it but we wanted to finish in June. So, instead…it moved on to ….

3. SMEllie and Coldtits were both late and did their own thing but SMEllie had the helicopter hat from Forrest for impersonating a flag pole in her bright colours!

4. Pisswell gave her jesters hat to Manopause for being an FRB with Erection as they left the longs behind and went the correct way.

5. Lastly the hare was awarded a down down to the tune of the grand old Duke of York, for breaking all the rules and not really laying a trail!

Where are we next week?

So next week will see us at the Royal Oak, Exminster with Beeflicker as hare.

On on to next week.

RUGGLESTONE, HERE WE COME!

Run #2133 Monday 15th June Circle up 7:15 pm from the Rugglestone Inn, Widecombe-in-the-Moor with Pisswell.

TVH THE (SPLENDID) WORDS

TVH3 #2132, 8th June 2026.

Cockhaven Arms, Bishopsteignton.

Hare: Roger the Dodger.

 

Who was there:

Roger the Dodger with visitor, Myrthe, from the Netherlands; Well Hopped and James, her brother; Big End; Piltdown Man; Georgie P'Orgy and granddaughter Monica; Melon Picker; Bee Flicker; Zen Emptiness; Ernie; Fukarwe; Pollyfella and Lisa (pub only); Man Pig; Wet Fart; Coldtits; Swinger and son Devin; Warm Front; Psycho and Beefy.

 

Apologies: what follows was written as a four-line verse. It changed itself and I cannot edit back.

 

'Twas the dry afternoon of the eight day of June,

The morning had been so much wetter.

The Hare had gone out and, without any doubt

Conditions had ended up better. 

 

Hashers arrived through roadworks contrived

To stymie our favourite pastime.

Nice chats in the sun, we waited to run

More clement than the Circle was last time.

 

The Hare brought a guest, we all can attest

At Hashing she's a total beginner.

A pertinent fact: her country is flat,

Our terrain is likely agin her!

 

And as is the norm, the Circle did form

(To some people, annoyingly late).

There we two on their bike so, whether you like

It or not, it is rude not to wait.

 

With the GM unseen, it'll usually mean

Piltdown Man puts on the mantle.

The same every week, it's hands up to speak

A sack full or, merely a scantle. 

 

So, from SMEllie's list, two dates have been missed:

So far off it's not worth a mention.

I suppose I should say- in August, okay?

At least now she's got your attention.

 

The Hare took the stage, the Hash to engage,

There's a Long and a Short and a Walk.

A stop you will find (if you see the sign).

It's all laid in flour and blue chalk.

 

Out left on the Trail, the hill made some quail,

We'd gone no real distance at all

When Psycho sat down on a bench near the round

Until she heard Warm Front's "On" call. 

 

On into the sticks and, what a great fix

For the blues that the working days bring.

Greens of all hues and fantastic views

See hovering Larks as they sing.

 

Capillary lanes had turned into veins

And arteries for many drivers.

We all had to share the little to spare

With departers as well as arrivers.

 

The Trail ran us down to the main road from town,

A right turn took us all away.

With no-one behind, we pressed on to find

Big End to show us the way.

 

Changing the scene, we ran up the Teign

On seaweed and pebbles and rocks.

The shoreline was wet but, I managed to get

A handful of sand in my socks.

 

Psycho had found herself off the ground,

She scaled the wall with such ease.

She hadn't made time to go for a climb.

Her hobby? It's more like a disease!

 

So Dodger's S/S, in a field, 

more or less the same place it had been before.

Of treats there were many and worth every penny

As we hadn't been charged at the door!

 

The greeter was there with his strange happy stare

Our good friend who's Gnorman the Gnome.

Man Pig was late, and in a right state,

Having first found the On Home!

 

Quitting the Stop with the temperature drop

And the shadows beginning to fall,

Those who were left, were not bereft

As Dodger urged "Please, eat it all!"

 

After all that and, feeling quite fat,

We rolled our way back to the Inn

To get tidied up and something to sup.

So then the Down-downs begin.

 

The Down-downs:

Did they go to the Ball? We won't know, at all but

Lisa has Prince Pollyfella.

I know it's a crime but, we'll use up that rhyme for

Lisa is his Cinderella!

 

"This heart of mine, will be one, with thine." Quoth he

On his other knee bended.

(Put feelings like these in parentheses)

So, now they're each other's "intended".

 

Navigation appalling or, beer was a-calling?

Man Pig had gone the wrong way.

To the wrong football ground but, the S/S was found.

By then it was late in the day!

 

Follow the Trail? The idea went stale

So Warm Front suggested a turn.

Increasing the distance had met no resistance:

From their folly they really must learn!

 

To pick on this beauty was Man Pig's sad duty,

She gave him a look full of scorn.

Being "posh" was the charge,

Which is why, by and large,

She looks "To the manor born."

 

The Hare at his best, his work was expressed

In the Trail and the Sweetie Stop cited.

High on the scale, we'll all have a tale,

In this I am sure we're united.

 

On on, Beefy.

 

P.S.

Elegant diction or terrible fiction?

Don't worry, you won't hurt my feelings.

Too high ambition for "Words" proposition,

I ought to stay clear of these dealings!

COCKHAVEN ARMS

Run #2132 Monday 8th June Circle up 7:15 pm from the Cockhaven Arms, Bishopsteignton with Roger the Dodger.

PLEASE NOTE that there are roadworks in place along the A381. Access from the Teignmouth side will be closed but the approach from Newton Abbot should be open. From Newton Abbot, proceed along the A381 until the garage on the left and turn left there up into Cockhaven Road. The hare advises that there is no food available.

 

 

TVH THE WORDS Run #2131

 

We met on a wet dreary Monday 1st June at Coombe Cellars but were greeted with a warm welcome from the hashers. Beeflicker had laid the trail in flour and hopefully enough marks would still be visible with the on and off showers . At the circle Soapy reminded people that the Devon Nash Hash 2027 website is now live to have a look, and that registrations open 13th July!

 

We left the car park and there were options of longs and shorts. I opted for the shorts, still a good 4 miles ad the longs just over 5 miles. Not sure on the walkers distant but if they did the long route, they would still walk 5 or so miles, it would just take a long time so best not that option!

 

Running round the edge of farmers fields trying to guess the crops, one had rape seed that managed to get all our socks shoes and legs soaking wet at the start of the trail, already regretting not wearing my waterproof socks! Next was winter barley starting to crop up, very apt seeing as Nash Hash 2027 is farmer themed so was a talking point. Didn’t spot Teresa may frolicking in wheat fields it must be said.

As always, I like to see all the wildflowers on the trails. Spotting cow parsley blowing in the breeze, the sweet smell of honeysuckle and a few herb Roberts thrown in for good measure. Oh and did I mention it was raining! But still enjoying the views over the estuary and the fields of Stokeinteignhead. Marks were still there, apart from some which annoyingly the public had hidden under leaves, but you can’t fool a hasher and we stayed on trail. A few checks to keep everyone on their toes and most importantly the hash together and lots of calls of ‘On On’ to be heard. 

 

Back to the Coombe Cellars for the down downs and to warm up/dry off.

 

Awards to the hare for as always a great trail, Earnie gave one to Forest for not being able to tie his own shoe- although I did think it as a proposal. Soapy got one for baby clothes shopping-no, no news from me it was for Hornies granddaughter!

 

Nice to see everyone, on on!

 

Palmolive.