OFF TO DAWLISH

Run #2103 Monday 17th November Circle up 7:15 pm from Barton Hill car park, Dawlish EX7 9QF with hare Polyfella.

ON DOWN Brunswick Arms, 10 Brunswick Place, Dawlish EX7 9PB

 

 

TVH3 The Words for 10th November 2025

Run #2102 The Royal British Legion, Newton Abbot

HARES: Beeflicker & Pocket Rocket

 

Who wuz there: Beeflicker (Hare), Pocket Rocket (Co-Hare), Man-Pig, Forrest-Stump, Beefy, Piltdown-Man, Georgy Porgy, Coldtits, Smellie, Strap-On, Strap-Dancer, Broadshit, Polyfella, Well Hopped, Pinball, Slip-on-Me, Miss'ing, Smash, Miss Mash, Wetfart, Ablesemen & Threesum (pub only)

A lot of rain during the day, and a very recent hash in a similar location meant that there wasn’t a huge turn out for the Remembrance Day themed hash. 

 

We nearly didn’t make it – but Simba hadn’t been on a hash for three years, so he was keen to grab the opportunity of a rare Monday night at his mum’s, to join in the fun! Simba wasn’t the only returnee. We were all delighted to welcome back Broadshit after a long absence too. Hope to see more of you again now the 4am Tuesday mornings have ceased!

At the circle, Simba seemed perplexed by something – I asked what it was later and he said “why did the lady who thought Simba was an elephant have mud on her face?” I hadn’t a clue what he was talking about*. Only in hashing!

No announcements at the circle in Cricketfield car park – Beeflicker wasn’t certain on distances, or when the marks changed from the right to the left but ah well, off we went in the direction of Warf Road.

An early series of checks, kept us together – the red chalk being often hard to spot in the dark. The FRBs led us down a few dark alleys, before we finally picked up the trail and headed for the Town Quay. Once there we were called over the bridge by MissIn and into the Hackney Marsh Nature Reserve.

At this point, Simba and I, along with Forrest, Strap On and Broadshit waved goodbye to the FRBs. We didn’t see them again, until the path towards the Passage House Inn, where there was some confusion over that vital ‘three and on’ mark. Luckily, Beeflicker was dutifully sweeping from behind so we knew where to go, and that was “on, on” along the path to the pub.

Just after the pub was the first l/s split. “Can we go long?” Simba hopefully asked. “No chance!” was my reply. I was already struggling to keep up with his youthful gallop. We ran on towards Greenhill Way – only to hit the main road and see no marks. Forrest’s dog wasn’t running well so he opted to take a route back along the main road to the OH. Simba and I searched on desperately for marks, and then Strap On joined us.

Eventually, retracing our steps we found the first of many marks on the left. Strap On thought this might be the returning trail for the longs but I had recalled the comments in the circle about some marks being on the left. So with Simba ahead, we made our way through Saxon Way, and popped out by the Wear Barton roundabout.

A clear arrow took us over the road and I saw a mark on the left at Longford Lane. Down the lane we went for some time – no marks. So we crossed over to the right and went back – no marks.

By this point, Strap On was with us again and spotted what looked to be a rogue red line of chalk in a cul de sac. But it led to a dead end. Now we were really confused! Knowing the route as I did, I had a feeling the Longs would be coming down Coombesend Road and joining where we were currently standing in confusion.

We decided to head back to the arrow and lo and behold, there was a mark on the right this time!

At this point, we were joined by the FRBs, and we followed them on through a maze of back streets in old Kingsteignton village, before popping out by the Range. It was then a long flat slog towards the Fire Station Roundabout.

Now Simba had found his rhythm with Man Pig and was off. I could just about make out his reflective jacket ahead so I knew he was okay. Another l/s split separated them, with the longs taking a footpath on the right and us shorts heading back through town to the OH.

I eventually caught up with Simba back at the car park entrance, where he was patiently waiting for me. We didn’t stay for the OD as it was a school night for Simba, but we really enjoyed the trail.

Thank you Beeflicker and Pocket Rocket for your efforts!

*it turns out the lady Simba was referring to was Slip-on-me, and she had been dressed in military fancy dress, hence the ‘mud’ on her face!

ON ON, Well Hopped x

Man-Pig has kindly sent in the DD's from the British Legion:

DD's: The Hare wasn't drinking and there was only one award present. This was the Hashshit shirt that had been awarded to Pork Torpedo the previous week and Porky had given it to Beefy to bring along to the Hash.

Beefy didn't have a story but Beeflicker did. The story was that a returnee had obviously become a little rusty in Hash protocols during his 18 month absence. Our returnee had pitched up with his rechargeable torch which hadn't been recharged in 18 months. The result was dim and dimmer as the trail progressed.

Being in a quasi military establishment, the RA recited an oft quoted mantra from the NCO's, "Prior planning prevents piss poor performance". Hence a note for the 5 P's (even though it is, in fact, 6 P's!). Bizarrely, just as we started singing the volume was turned up on the Royal British Legion's stereo.

No more awards but Beeflicker had another story. Towards the end of the trail, Miss'ing asked the Hare if the trail would follow the Teign and part of Archangel's trail from a fortnight ago. It dfid not but, as a bit of a spoof, the Hare marked a special trail for "Miss'ing". Miss'ing wasn't fooled for long and returned to the correct trail without losing too much time. Not so Polyfella & Beefy. they had a jolly good jaunt, following absolutely no marks at all, almost up to Teigngrace. No wonder they were last back.

Polyfella didn't fancy another beer as he was drinking so Beefy dispatched it pretty swiftly accompanied by "Here's to the Miss'ing one".

Next there was a DD to the most appropriately dressed Hasher given the fact that this was posted as the Remembrance Day Hash. Most Hashers sported poppies, either on trail or in the pub.

Beeficker was pretty much in head-to-toe DPM but was upstaged by a convincing commando resplendent with face camo-facepaint - namely Slip-on-Me. A note for "Go commando".

The final half went to the RA for what reason I do not know; nominal returnee or forgetfulness (the Pig couldn't remember which pub he was in). Nevertheless, Beefy came up with "Hold it in your hand Mrs Murphy".

Next week's Hash is in Dawlish with Polyfella as Hare. There are road closures so Polyfella will post something on the FB page by way of directional assistance.

Thank you, Well Hopped and MP

MONDAY 10TH NOVEMBER #2102

Run #2102 Monday 10th November REMEMBRANCE DAY THEME. Circle up 7:15 pm from Cricketfield Road Car Park, Newton bbot TQ12 2AS with Beeflicker and Pocket Rocket. On Down The Royal British Legion club, 2 Marsh Rd, Newton Abbot TQ12 2AP

 

TVH WORDS Run #2101

 

Tinkley Bottom with Hares Forrest, Woodlend and Tongue ‘n’ Groove

 

We formed a lopsided oval; half inside and half outside a hastily erected gazebo. SMellie announced next week’s hash in Newton Abbot, and long-absent Jon was welcomed back after having being coaxed out to join us by the promise of fireworks and stew. No more announcements so over to the hares. There was something about river crossings, and a toll to the ferryman…or something, and off we set. I wasn’t worrying about river crossings after the first 50m as my shoes were already soaked from the long grass.

 

We ran down alongside the Teign and somehow ended up on the main road. Then up a very long hill with the bright lights of Hennock twinkling above us. I followed the first long and the calls of the FRBs; Beefy, Beeflicker and Woodlend who was re-marking the trail as he went. We were guided through a farmyard, a barn, and rejoined the shorts on the final pull up towards Hennock. The shorts were flummoxed after all ways appeared to be dead ends, but then there was an “on on” from Soapy further up the hill. Pork Torpedo had missed that the marks had changed from flour to sawdust. Another long-short split but this time I opted short as Jon was flagging and the bonfire was calling. It was all downhill and back through Trucker’s field. I’d expected the promised river crossing but it turns out that Forrest hadn’t been convinced of our swimming abilities and so we were directed over the bridge and back to his abode mostly dry from the knees up.

 

Once everyone was safely back (including Psycho and Pisswell who had almost ended up in Bovey) the bonfire was ‘seeded’ and lit. Whumpf! Sparklers were distributed and the stew dished up. Somehow it was even tastier than last year’s.

 

Awards were given to Hornie for an inelegant gate crossing and potential volvo damage and Pork Torpedo for being up Cold Tits’ and Smellie’s rear. Then it was finally time for Sam to be named; down on your knees! There were a few suggestions which were met with tumbleweed but the suggestion of Tongue ‘n’ Groove was met with a cheer of approval. So the last down-downs went to the triple act of Tongue ‘n’ Groove, Forrest and Woodlend.

 

The evening was topped off with a fantastic birthday cake made by Able for Forrest’s birthday, and a firework display. What a night!!

 

On on to next week at The British Legion, Newton Abbot

 

Warmfront x 

FORREST'S FIREWORK FRENZY AND FEASTING

 

Run #2101 Monday 3rd November Circle up 7:15 pm from Forrest's hideout at Tinkley Bottom, Trusham, Newton Abbot TQ13 0NT deep in the home of hashing, the Teign Valley.

what3words: princely.screeches.dissolve

 

Yes, Oh Dearly Deafened, it is that time of year again for Forrest's Firework Frenzy and associated feasting.

 

The mad maestro adds: Bonfire, road kill stew and beer. BYO drink, plate, cutlery and, don't forget to bring a firework or two and some cash - as cash is king at Tinkley!

TVH WORDS for #2100

Monday 28th October

Maltings Taphouse, Newton Abbot

Hare: Archangel

 

A grand dimpsy evening to circle up outside the Tap House where a large enthusiastic bunch of hashers gathered. Lots of people were there including a lady hasher from 'the original TVH3 (Tamar valley).

A hash-off commenced between WetFart and said lady, concluding they had both been round a lot of trails. 

 

Some hashers came along as fat pumpkins, and others were somehow rocking the Ghouly look.

Archangel wobbled his skeleton face eyes at us, and I got the gist - longs head ye off that way. 

 

Whereupon, shorts and walkers went left and trundled about getting lost. Longs went right and swept up the stragglers on both sides of a chalk roundabout, all of us crossing the little bridge to run along the Teign towards Kingsteignton. 

 

A nice soft trail but at least we were not ankle deep in water, like around two years back. 

 

We all followed the trail past B&Q into the canal area, passing witches concocting new potions, then the longs were sent on a good time-wasty HAHA which left us way behind the shorts. This was further compounded by an accidental detour to check if the hospital was still there. 

 

We sped on over 'virgin territory' as flooding from past years had smashed some of the paths about and we slipped through the clay en route to Teigngrace, shorts going left of the water with the longs to the right. 

 

I found myself alone on trail for a while, tootling through the woods and I thought about Halloween and all those witches around and about. I recalled some of the serial killer films I'd been watching at home, and I quickened my pace. 

 

Eventually, I rejoined some other hashers who I thought were being very casual about the marks, I called them on until I realised I was off-trail and, apologising to them, we all got back on-trail again.

It was ankle twisting territory over the fields, then a lovely lollop back through trees and along the new canal pathways, finally legging it back to the Taphouse for a great beer or a delicious fruit sour. 

 

Downdowns went to the best Witches, Soapy and Horny, and, of course, the Hare. 

 

Great to see everybody, and a fab trail, thank you, Archangel, really appreciated.

 

ON-ON to next Monday with Forrest at Tinkley Bottom

 

Psycho

TAPHOUSE FOR THE #2100

Run #2100 Monday 28th October Circle up 7:15 pm from Maltings Taphouse, Teign Road Newton Abbot TQ12 4AA with Archangel.

Parking in Osborne Street car park about 200 yards away and also nearby on the road. No food is served but we have been welcome to bring our own on previous visits.. 

 

 

Words for Warm Fronts hash Bridford Inn 20th October 2025

 

Having travelled the length of the Teign Valley ( Home of TVH3 ) we came to the diversion for Bridford. This turned out to be the longest, narrowest ,uphill diversion we had ever driven. When we finally arrived at The Bridford Inn, the car park looks almost empty, and due mainly to the weather, we thought it could be a low turn out.

 

Then out of the pub door in true hashing fashion came the pack of hashers, having had a pint or two before the run. At this point the hare Warm Front also appeared having rode her bike from home.

 

The circle was quickly assembled to listen to the usual dribble from Pocket Rocket and Man Pig. Warm Front then explained her trail and we were off. I walked with Pocket Rocket, Archangel and Forest, with Piltdown and Georgie doing a running walking kind of thing.

 

The long and shorts which included Beefy, Soapy, Pisswell, Well Hopped, Bigend , Man Pig, Swinger, Erection, Wet Jonny, Woodlend, Ernie, SMellie, Sam and PDM shot on by. The walk was well marked and had a serious amount of off road and so too was the long and short. 

 

On trail Forrest was heard to say he was not feeling great, so would take his sausage and chips home to eat. About an hour later after a couple of pints he was leading the down downs and generally conducting proceedings. Beer is definitely medicinal. 

 

Down downs awarded

Wet Jonny for omitting to a naughty weekend

SMEllie for falling over

Archangel for causing a hashers traffic que about 4weeks ago

Warm Front for a really great well marked trail

 

On On to The Tap House Newton Abbot next week. 

 

Melon Picker

BRIDFORD INN

 Run #2099 Monday 20th October Circle up 7:15 pm from the Bridford Inn, Bridford, Exeter EX6 7HT with Warmfront.

 

No joy at the Abbot this Monday?

Run #2098 Monday 13th October Circle up 7:15 pm from Newfoundland Way car park, Newton Abbot TQ12 1JZ with our hare Beeflicker. On Down The Abbot Inn*, 16 East St, Newton Abbot TQ12 1AG

*Up to 2023 when it changed hands, it was the Jolly Abbot.