Welcome to the Teign Valley Hash House Harriers of glorious South Devon. You are guaranteed a warm welcome and a great hash experience. We are the 'Party Hash' and we run from pubs all over Torbay, Dartmoor and the Teign Valley every Monday evening at 7.15pm. Our trails are marked with flour, chalk or sawdust and take in woodland, streams, byways, bridle paths and rolling countryside. We cater for all abilities, you needn't worry about keeping up, a leisurely walk with others or a good paced run if you're fit - you choose. The run duration is anything from 30 minutes to an hour and the distance is normally between 3-6 miles depending on whether you decide to take a short or long trail. Your first run is free, so come along and give it a go! After the run hashers enjoy a drink and food in the pub. On many occasions, the pub will lay on a 'Hash Menu', food specially for hashers.


Starts soon after 7:15 pm each Monday.
The Grandmaster will gather the hash together in a circle and welcome Virgins & Visitors to TVH3 and inform the group of pertinent news or upcoming events.
Hares will announce details or the trail, number of long and short splits and regroups.

Down-Downs - sometimes at the circle but usually in the pub after the run. Hashers and harriets (lady hashers) have a half pint and under age hashers have a soft drink or water. If you are driving, just ask the RA for water.

A Down-Down is a means of punishing, rewarding, or merely recognizing an individual for any action or behavior. Once awarded, the downdown must be drunk without pause, otherwise the RA may take action!

Individuals may be recognized for outstanding service, or for their status as a visitor or newcomer.

Down-Downs also serve as punishment for misdemeanours real, imagined, or blatantly made up.

Such transgressions may include: wearing new shoes, pointing with a finger, or the use of real names rather than hash names.

Hash Names

The use of real names (nerd name) during an event is discouraged, and members are typically given a new "hash name," usually in deference to a particularly notorious escapade, a personality trait, or their physical appearance.

Members are named after attending the hash on several occasions or if something noteworthy occurs to prompt a naming.

Other hashers may share stories or observations about the individual, with the final name being chosen by general consensus from all suggestions put forward by the hash.

Completely new to hashing? Don't know what to expect? Worried, shy or nervous? You needn't be as all newcomers or virgins as they are known, will receive a warm welcome. When the hashers are called to make a circle - about 7:15 pm each Monday, the Grand Master will welcome all hashers and after various notices about forthcoming events etc are dealt with, he will ask if there are any visitors from other hashes or virgins present. You will be asked to come forward and be introduced to the hash. A tip to remember, don't wear new trainers as these are frowned upon by the RA (Religious Advisor) and will incur a sprinkling of flour over them. That's all there is to it and you can then step back and enjoy the run and the social get together after in the On Down (the pub). Whatever your pace, there are certain to be others who will keep you company along the trail. Walk, jog or run - it's up to you.
Hashing is all about making friends and having fun, so just turn up any Monday and have a go.

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"Slip sliding away" on Trail #1820 Mon 11th Nov from The Cridford Inn Trusham with Hare Forrest Stump.

A massive Fireworks display had been planned, but after the heavy rain everywhere off road was very treacherous.
Forrest devised an excellent testing trail keeping the thirty three Hashers almost together throughout.Only the neighbour in who's entrance a late Pisswell had parked was upset, but she managed to escape before her DD! 
In a bright nearly full moon we followed his hard to spot wet sawdust trail around the village, up to the Church,with a cunning " back check" leading around Churchyard followed by a W split for some.
The more determined headed on into the slippery woodland with many screams and curses arising on trail, as the pack headed along to reach an open meadow, but this was now fast becoming deep marshland across the center.
At Bramble Bridge we escaped back onto flooded tarmac followed by a good testing run uphill to Trusham Cross and Forrest's Drinks stop with a reviving cider? it was now another mile run in to the On Home.
A warm welcome awaited us in the Cridford Inn with Forrest's Road Kill Stew in big demand for a donation to charity.
Offenders from the evening now received their rewards!.
Manpig the bleeder, another nose bleed?
Well Hopped asked which animals were in that stew!
Wet Johnny who hitch hiked his way to the Hash again.
Forrest Stump for that awful muddy excellent trail. A great evening well done!
On to next week at The Old Manor Preston Paignton TQ3 2QZ with Hare:Bobbiball

#1819 at Stokeinteignhead

A Down Down for S.M.Ellie, Broken Man rests in a suitable place?
 The Sparkler extravaganza before we run in the rain!

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Run #1819 Monday 4th November from the Church House Inn at Stokeinteignhead with Bluebird and friends
Come on, singalong with me - you know you want to:

Aches and pains, I've had a few But then again, too few to mention I laid what I had to do And saw it through without precipitation

I planned each charted trail Each careful blob along the byway And more, much more than this I laid it my way

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew When I bit off more than the longs could chew But through it all, when there was doubt I laid it down and spread the checks about I laid it all and I stood tall And laid it my way

Didulikethat? No? Well...

Oh Dearly Delirious, how can I relate the saga (some Shirley wish I couldn't) of the trail and the tormented nights worrying that I might fail...

I'll keep it as brief as I can as I know you have people to see and places to visit as the world spins giddily onwards to eventual oblivion - yes, I am still recovering from the Otter.

The rain fell relentlessly throughout the week as did my spirits and only on Sunday did it blessedly cease for me to venture out with the sack of cat litter - flour a no no as more rain forecast overnight.

I kept on trucking until the cat litter ran out and on consulting the Strava realised I might have over tweaked the long - 7.7 miles being the readout.  The more likely 3 and a bit miles for the short was laid Monday afternoon and I was finished - in more ways than one, Oh Dearly Clearly out of Condition.

The cavalry was summoned and cometh 6 pm the Good ol' Boys arriv-ed for the pep talk.  Long suffering buddies Wiggsy and the legendary Bobby Woll were given details of the upcoming debacle to be and the roles they would play.  Wiggers would lead the shorts and Bobby would make it up as he went for the walkers - more on that later..

7 pm and the heavens opened up with a hefty chorus of raining cats and dogs, prompting 69 to revise his sweepstake forecast of numbers to 25. Bobby went 32 and wily Wiggers 36 but Teapot called it at 42:

Fallen Woman, Broken Man (Guest of Honour and welcomed by all), 3Sum. SatNav, Teapot, Winfield, Rambo, Doris, GM, Piltdown, Bobby, Wigwam, Manpig, Pan Fart, Bush Baby, Melon Picker, Soapy, Palmolive, Manopause, Erection, Fukarwi, Big End, Well Hopped, Hornie, Pork Torpedo, 69, BB, Chris, Fish Bait, Small Fry, Beefy, SM Ellie, Zorro, Twinkletoes,  Zoot, Hotlips, Able, I-Poo'd, Hagen Daz, Budgie Smuggler, 40 recalled so only two missing.

The sparklers (four years old and reluctant to ignite) eventually were lit despite running interference from Pork Torpedo blowing out the lighter and I retired into the pub to give Simon the numbers for grub (14) leaving Wiggy to front the show.

Wagons roll, shorts exited stage left while the longs legged it right.

The long was 6.4 and a 'super' long loop would bring it up to the Magnificent 7.7 though I doubted few would take up the offer.

The hip stood up for all of a hundred yards, allowing me to get the longs on trail and then it was back to the chariot to fill in a few gaps on the 'Super Long' section.
I returned to the point of combat or 'make your mind up' junction behind sleepy Netherton and awaited the survivors. I didn't have to wait long as head torches appeared and there were the lads: Manpig, Fukarwi, Manopause and Erection.  The huddle had a quick conflab and it was Fukarwi egging them on with a jolly 'Come on lads, are you up for it?' Manpig and Manopause Shirley were and though Erection looked a little dubious, he wasn't going to be a lone hasher crying in the wilderness and off they jolly well sallied - brave pioneers on a Super Long...sigh.
Not far behind, Big End and Well Hopped arrived with Ned barking loudly at the apparition suddenly emerging from the hedge. Most reluctantly they demurred as the clock may have beaten them and any chance for a meal and they turned for the tarmac.
That left the question of Beefy. Where was he?  Shirley he would have been up front and he couldn't have gone astray - a hasher like him. Slowly I turned and there was a head torch far far away on the crest of the hill above Milber. Yes, it was Beefy and he must have gone through before I got into position AND not heard the vital info of the missing marks.
High up on the hill, Beefy, weaving from side to side and about to clear away to Newton Abbot, heard a cry of 'ON ONNNNN' perhaps close by and wheeled his snorting steed.
Far below, lights were turned on in the not now sleepy hamlet of Netherton (they go to bed early out there) as a maniac was clearly at large..
The Super loop was more taxing (and difficult to find) than I had calculated and I scrambled the chariot to look for them. Finding no trace, I returned, fearing that I had consigned them to their doom, but wait, what do I see, are they running back to me? Yes they're running back to me, Oh oh, Pretty hashers... No? Well please yourselves then.
In pouring rain, the gladiators fought their way home, every one a hero and I drove alongside, giving words of encouragement: 'If you don't get a move on, it'll be last orders!'  Sigh...
But my lads had only done it - Magnificently triumphing over a savage 7.7 miler and the drinks were on Bluebird back at the bar.  OlĂ© conquistadors all!
Wiggy reported no casualties or drama on the safe shorts though Chris reported that it was a tight squeeze through the blocked off climb from Newton Hill to the Ridge road (west).
All home safe and sound, that's all a hare can ask for.
Simon gave me the veggie option of the Goats cheese tart and salad and what a bargain that was for a fiver! Home made by Karen, the usual menu price was £10.95 and I have to tell you that it was the best meal I've had for many a year - Fallen Woman remarked that it looked good and it tasted even better. Whoa!
The Monday night bell ringers arrival had the bar crowded and there were quite a few refugee Maidencombers there as the Thatched Tavern remains closed.


Soggy Memories from trail 1819!, Mon 4th Nov. from The Church House Inn, Stokeinteignhead, with Hare:Bluebird.

Another wet Monday! but a great turnout for the trail anyway, starting with a Sparkler extravaganza at our Circle. Then heading off into the rain and floods around Stokeinteignhead. On-On left Short, On right Longs on a 7.7miler, we all headed into the darkness.The flooded short 3+Mile! trail led us to Rocombe followed by a gasping uphill climb from No Mans Land. This trail had it a muddy slippery track, blocked by farmers coppiced branches to crawl under before we finally emerged into Combeinteignhead with a great leg stretching run back, getting us hotter under all the waterproof gear, leading us into Stoke.
The Sparklers did eventually light and Broken Man who was pleased to be back, found himself an appropriate seat by the fire!

The DD Awards from this weeks adventures were presented by Manpig to....
S.M.Ellie for continually choosing the wrong trail
Beefy no marks but he found a trail!
Broken Man welcomed back from his op! and still drinking well
Shitfaced who received his well deserved 100Runs Badge at last!

Well done to Bluebird a great evening in-spite of the rain!

In all honesty, I couldn't have managed without Wiggy and Bob, thanks lads. Remember Bobby and the walkers? Able reported that they had a great time and completed about two miles. Able even managed to make Teapot complete for a welcome change. Doris is quietly persuasive and I suppose it was about time I contributed a trail. Solo hares have my greatest admiration and respect. Thank you and good night.

On-On to next week to The Cridford Inn Trusham (TQ13 0NR) A Fireworks trail please bring extras. Food & Drink back at The Cridford with Hare: Forrest Stump

Photo's from our Halloween Evening

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GREATHASHGOD: A dedicated site (presently mothballed and serves as archive content only) with all TVH3 content. Mostly photos from each Monday's hash but also some video clips. Named after our Life President Pottsie.

PRECONDEROTOUS: Containing the entire archive of TVH3 of some 1000 vid clips and over 5000 posts and photos. Started on November 11th 2007, the site is active with Bluebird's personal content but the archive content is fascinating and preserved, well worth a look.























Previously unreleased clip - Vicky's naming from the Sea Trout