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TVH THE WORDS Run #2140

 

Monday 3rd August

The Sea Trout at Staverton

Hare: Man-Pig

Who was there:

Hare man pig, archangel, beefy, beeflicker, coldtits, forrest stump, flying pig, fukarewe, knotty, pisswell, piltdown man, simba, s.m.ellie, well hopped, wet fart, ned, chocca and perry, (I think i've forgotten 1 more)

Circle up.

S.m ellie asked for dates for September, most of September is free so desperately need hares.

Archangel reminded everyone about the bbq on the 15th and asked for numbers.

Piltdown demanded cash, beefy did his hash flash all while we waited for the hare to turn up, who happened to be waiting for s.m.ellie at the train station, who just happened to be at the circle up. Or something was going to go wrong today, that was it, shirley.

Man pig finally arrived and explained that there's a W/L/S, 2x swim stops ( I'm positive he said sweety stop) pub will stay open past 9pm for us as previously arranged, and for us to ignore yellow chalked marks on posts as his precise military planning had ensured we have a drama free hash. The 7p's have really come into play for tonight.

The trail...

With a change of instructions, man pig told us to F.OFF that way, so we exited the car park and headed down hill, being in the middle of nowhere, we could be as loud as we wished so lots of on ons were called.

Along eight trees, the walkers broke off right while the rest of us carried on and then turned left down south ford lane, we all stayed in a pack for most of the trail. It was great we were all together. We then turned right down a plot path in the trees along the river all the way to Staverton train station.

Flying pig, simba, beefy and beeflicker would be doing a lot of checking from here. We ran past the station and a long haul along the road before bearing right up a bridleway, which kept going up and up. At the top we turned right and then quickly left and down the hill bearing right before breaking off the road onto another bridleway which again went up and up and up.

At the end of the path, we pretty much went straight across the road and down another wooded pathway where we came to the L/S split.

Knotty opted for the shorts while everyone else apart from, forrest, archangel and coldtits who were not to be seen, not sure where they got too, (maybe we will find out later).

From the split, the long headed down a freshly cut pathway with many hashers being stabbed by thorns through their trainers while pisswell played with the horse, wafting the flies from its face, could have done with you doing that for us in the bridleways with all the flies and bugs we encountered!

At the end of the fields, we turned right down a short road and then right again along another bug infested bridleway and climbed up and up until we hit the road. The FRB's waited here for the ladies and manpig and I took the opportunity to admire the views and take some pics.

We were all back together again so we headed off down hill, fukarewe leading the pack to claim the glory of being in front and 1st back. While running down the hill, we came to sandy Lane where the missing coldtits, archangel and forrest were caught being SCBs but archangel and forrest protested that coldtits led them astray and made them do it. I think it was safer for them to obey her orders. From here we all ran together down the last little bit of the hill and back to the pub.

Pisswell, S.m.ellie, flying pig and beeflicker decided to do a bit extra and back to the swim stop for a swim in the river and a dip to her waist for S.m.ellie. Beeflicker had to beg and admit to pisswell that she is the queen of and best at laying trails in order to get his trainers back which were destined for a swim of their own, before running back to the pub for the down downs.

Upon getting back to the pub, man pig and beefy were waiting as the pub had closed on us so we had no venue, another thing to go wrong, shirley nothing else could as manpig had planned it with precision, so we headed to the Dartbridge inn where fukarewe, forrest and archangel were already sat outside swigging down the beers.

Once all outside, we decided to proceed with the down downs, what else could possible go wrong?

The 1st down down went to S.m.ellie for being lost and found and for going for a swim even though she can't swim, man pig could have been needed to administer CPR if ellie drowned.

The 2nd down down went to... hold that, we had a visit from the bar maid ordering us to be quiet as they were also a hotel and guests were trying to sleep, with the pub being right next to a busy main road we could hardly hear ourselves speak as it was, shirley the guests could help themselves by closing their windows. Bad things come in 3s they say and that was the 3rd, anyway, onto the shshshshshs down down number 2..

This went to flying pig for telling pisswell she was mean for wanting to throw beeflickers trainers in the river. Down down number 3 was awarded to forrest for arriving to the start at the wrong pub, which turned out to be the right pub in the end.

The last.down down went to.... ooooh hold that thought again as we had another visitor from the pub staff, this time a telling off for fukarewe and archangel for parking their cars in the carpark but not in parking spaces, they had parked blocking the restricted areas blocking other cars and were ordered to move them, it's a good job we were leaving soon..

So, the last down down was for the hare himself. Manpig had the last half pint for an amazing, fault and hassle free trail where with so much planning and organising, nothing could possibly go wrong... this shirley has to be trail of the year, not just for the trail but the antics that happened throughout. This will definitely be one of those trails that no one will forget.

Amazing trail manpig and a lot of laughter and enjoyment, thank you.

On on to only here for the beers house for bbq. Bring money, hopefully, we won't have to be quiet there!

On on. BEEFLICKER

Better late than never, so the saying goes so here are your TVH3 Words for 27th July 2026 - The Bay Horse Inn, Ashburton - Run No. 2139 (I think!)

 

HARES: Piltdown Man & Georgy Porgy

Who wuz there: Beefy, Pocket Rocket, Man-Pig, Pisswell, Beeflicker, Piltdown Man, Georgy Porgy & grand daughter Monica, Coldtits, Psycho, Miss'in, Roger the Dodger, Big End, Well Hopped, Melon Picker, Strap-On, Ernie, Fuckarwe, Slip On Me, Able, Wetfart - and anyone else I may have forgotten!

No announcements in the circle, other than who would write the words, which I offered to do and then forgot about until today, when a lovely hasher who shall remain nameless gave me a litle nudge!

Beeflicker introduced Virgin Hasher Jo and Psycho managed to arrive late with fancy new shoes which no one noticed but me

The trail

A longs, short and walkers. We all headed off together as a pack from the pub and straight upwards along "The Terrace". The views here are spectacular, and a big consolation for the climb. At the end we then weaved our way through some residential areas towards South Devon Community College. Big End knew where we were when we passed the Cricket Club! Then, it all went awry. Having missed a L/S split, due to a directional blob of "dust" taking us left (Beefy has photographic proof), we all followed the flour and missed it!

Once we caught up with a rather confused looking co-hare at a S/W split further on, Georgy told us we had missed the long. Big End, Strap On and I opted to continue on the short and went right. Man Pig and Psycho opted to retrace their steps to find the long.

So on the shorts, we climbed up another unforgiving hill and then went left over some fields, first full of sheep, and then full of rather frisky young bullocks. Big End and I passed without issue, but for some reason they liked the look of Strap On a bit more and began to chase him down the field. Strap On waved his arms around and made some interesting noises to try and deter them, while Fuckarwe and Ernie watched from a safe distance further up hill. Fortuntely he made it out and the bullocks lost interest in any other hashers who crossed their path.

Now we found ourselves following along the bottom on the Terrace, where we had started, so we'd done a full loop. At this point we caught up with RtD and Melon Picker on the Walkers trail, and then Miss'in, Beeflicker and Jo arrived too. Miss'in called OH and then looked at the distance and was perplexed as we'd only done 2 miles. Surely we weren't going straight back to the pub, as the hares said the short was 3.5 miles?

We continued all the same and met Pisswell and Beefy who had also missed the first L/S split. When we informed them of this, they both opted to run back and find the long - adding almost 2 miles of extra trail on to their evening.

Back at the pub, Big End was done for the evening but I wished to run a bit more, so turned heel and ran back up and around The Terrace to get some more mileage and elevation in. Miss'in, Beeflicker & Jo opted to do the Walkers trail.

We all arrived back at the pub in dribs and drabs, having done a range of different trail options. Still, it was a beautiful evening and a lovely trail so everyone was happy. Thank you to the hares!

The down downs:

No awards so we had to make it up as we went along!

Piltdown took an ale as hare, and actually swallowed it in record time!

Strap On received one for this antics with the bullocks

Monica received a water for her tree climbing abilities

Am I right in saying Jo, also got one for her virgin trail?

Brain is a bit sketchy. A lot can happen in a week, but I hope you enjoyed reading it all the same.

On, on to TONIGHT for a hash trail from the Sea Trout Inn in Staverton!

Well Hopped x

Words

 Still awaiting, will publish on arrival.

Sea Trout Inn at Staverton

 Run #2140 Monday 3rd August Circle up 7:15 pm from the Sea Trout Inn at Staverton with Man-Pig who sends the stark but informative advice: 

There will be no food and the bar shuts at 10 so:

eat before you come out
do the walkers or the shorts if you want more beer time. On-On
There is a fair-sized car park.
 


 

Back to the Bay Horse

Run #2139 Monday 27th July Circle up 7:15 pm from the Bay Horse Inn 64 North St, Ashburton, Newton Abbot TQ13 7QG with Piltdown Man and Georgy P Orgy.

 

Run no. 2138 Monday 20th July 2026

 

With hare Pisswell

Circle: Priddons, road above Holne

Who wuz there?

Pisswell, Beefy, Beeflicker, Big End, Well Hopped, Ollie, Piltdown Man, Forrest, Georgie P’Orgy, Monica, Miss Inn, Tongue and Groove, Woodlend, Manpig, Pyscho, Slip on me, Mouldy Dick and shhhhhhh….our birthday girl, Coldtits

Circle: Due to an accident on the A38, it was a late start for the circle and for everything else for the evening, but eventually we were able to start with Pyscho catching up later.

Our deputy dog GM Forrest forgot the hash number but enthusiastically welcomed himself back to the hash, after taking a break to climb Mt Kenya.

Pisswell, did a convincing impersation of SMEllie and some messages from her. So much so that, although Beefy was holding his nose, he was keen to take her home later!

The hare staggered, dehydrated and a little confused about the changing mileages, to say the stuff all hares say after a long hot day laying the trail.

The trail:

To the tune of “Running for home” / running from Holne

https://youtu.be/uOIxRkdzjCA?list=RDuOIxRkdzjCA

I've reeced this land

with some fl-our in my hand

And an eye ever open for a hash

I've made some mistakes,

Private land, goodness sake!

Seen hash-ers climb-ing gates, and on the run

Run from Holne, Priddons start to Great Coombe,

Whoa, past the shack, running from Holne

Run from Holne, bracken track, all down hill,

Whoa, dodging-ticks, running from Holne

I've hung all the sweets on the branches of the trees

Off the strings they can take and they are free

And I've laid there a split, hope that all-are up for it

But they all have to choose… we’ll see

Run for home, run which way? It’s your choice.

Whoa, buzzing flies, chasing us home

Took shorts up Mitch-el-combe

It’s just near Scorr-i-ton

It’s round just the corner to the lane

All can chose left or right, they can

Go where they would like

a big hill

They soon will discover

Walkers, longs, go up hill as they can

Whoa, walkers right, walking on home

Longs to left, meet the shorts, go back down

Whoa, poor old longs, hope they don’t moan!

Run back up, same old stuff, follow shorts

Whoa, Sandy way, running for home

I've reeceed the land,

made the longs go up and down

Beat the bracken, it beat me, please

understand

Yes, I couldn’t see trails, so the best made plans can fail

But Venford said it all, you survived!

Run on home, Forrest inn, if you can

Whoa, running home, for the on downs

Run for home, drink as fast as you can

Whoa, we are pro, at the down downs

Outtakes:

Forrest with no altitude sickness led the motley crew as an FRB and loved the ascents.

Coldtits ran humming a little birthday tune in a low key way as only she could!

Down downs:

1. The hare for her cunning circle, making the longs go up the same steep hill twice!

2. Manpig had no spare hands or heads, so Forrest got the next one for having a spare leg and FRBing or something. Or maybe having the same name as the pub? Or Big End said no one was listening to Beefy calling on at the check??

3. Monica for going it alone, battling the bracken and brambles and jumping the snakes and ultimately surviving the shorts.

4. Ollie just because, with Well Hopped for laughing too much.

5. And not to make a fuss we all celebrated Coldtits birthday with a wonderful hash birthday song, flowers, balloons, bunting, food and the pièce de résistance………the boobies birthday cake, complete with a pair for everyone, nipples included! Thank you Coldtits.

Where are we next week?

The Bay horse in Ashburton with Piltdown man and Georgie Porgie.

Ps. Just a quick P.S!

The Forrest Inn was great last night and the food was wonderful. Thank you so much for your donations towards it. I just wanted to say that when I went to pay, Paddy the chef, wouldn’t let me pay anything! I looked after his father a long time ago and he said he wanted to say thank you for all I had done. His father, Colin, had told me that all he ever wanted was to see Paddy grow up, which he did, before he died. I was very touched by this kindness last night, so I hope you don’t mind, but I suggested that instead we donate the collected money on his behalf to the British Heart Foundation. What a lovely young man. Mop up the tears and on on to next week.

MONDAY'S DETAILS

Run #2138 Monday 20th July Circle up 7:15 pm just out of Holne on the Venford reservoir road. what3words: sunbeam.revival.troll with hare Pisswell.

Down downs at The Forrest Inn, Hexworthy, Princetown, Yelverton PL20 6SD. IMPORTANT: Please bring cash for donations for food.

TVH3 The Words for 13th July 2026 - The Drum inn, Cockington - Run No. 2137 featuring an unscheduled Wet T-Shirt competition & the spaghetti western The Pub with No Beer

HARE: Beefy

Who wuz there: Beefy, Pocket Rocket, Man-Pig, Pisswell, Beeflicker, Piltdown Man, Georgy Porgy & grand daughter Monica, Archangel, Coldtits, Warmfront, Psycho, Miss'ing, Roger the Dodger, Big End and friend/relative? (not a virgin, been once before but I'm afraid that I did not get his name), Well Hopped, Melon Picker, Strap-On, Strap Dancer, Ernie, Wet Johnny, Manopause, Bobbiball, Wetfart and non-running returnees, Teapot, Mouldy Dick and Wick Dipper
Circle

Briefings at this evening's circle were just that - brief. It was announced that registration is now open for next year's Nash hash which is being hosted by the combined Devon Hashes. It will take place over the August Bank holiday 2027 and is being hosted at Blundell's school, Tiverton. it appeared that a number of TVH'ers had already registered....fantastic. If you are interested check-out the following website http://www.nashhashuk.run UK hashers get a week's head start on international hashers as registration is exclusively open to UK hashers up until 20 July when registration extends internationally.

Nash Hash plug completed Manopause volunteered Man-Pig to do The Words before he had a chance to get a word out. So, over to the Hare.
Beefy advised that there were three trails. The Longs would be about 5.5 miles. The Walkers was an out & back to the beach at circa 2 miles leaving the shorts somewhere in between. There were 4 Long/Short splits and a refreshment stop, of sorts, near the beach....bring a towel.

Trail


Well, Beefy gave us a beautiful trail with more twists and turns than an Agatha Christie novel. I am fairly familiar with the trails around Cockington Court but even I was flummoxed by some of the topography.
The trail commenced northwards up Cockington Lane and the first Long/Short split. The Longs went Long and the Shorts went Short and Man-Pig did both. Whether this was due to deafness, blindness or both - nobody knows & nobody cares, save a candidate for a DD later on.
The Shorts went up an ancient tree lined track that, despite being almost mid summer, was quite dark in places. The first check had us down a narrow track for a short way before another check took us through an orchard (virgin territory) and back onto the original track only to find a cross. A few steps back and we squeezed through the narrowest of gaps in a dry stone wall to arrive at a "S". but no "L'. Apparently Big End and Strap-On had been shouting to the Pig that he was on the Shorts. And so began the game of snakes and ladders as the Pig backtracked to the start of the Long.
The Long took us a little further up Cockington Lane and then left and up a track towards the fruit farm copse and then left again along a wooded up & down track left through a gate down across a meadow to emerge on the upper reaches of the track that the Shorts had taken. Surprise. Surprise. We were back at the narrow gap in the dry stone wall and rejoining the shorts trail. A lovely jaunt down, then up and left through open meadow interspersed with trees (oak I think). Across Totnes Road and a dogleg down to the Warren Barn and the second L/S split. Here I caught up with Psycho but I had heard the occasional call of "ON-ON" across the fields. This Long ran down a track parallel with the Totnes Road until turning right over a stile and down to the Gamekeeper's cottage where we caught up with Archangel and Coldtits at the edge of Manscombe Plantation.
We beared right and along the track parallel with a steam and back up to the Warren Barn. the trail skirted the western edge of the plantation before the trail took us into the plantation proper. It was just Psycho and I now following very good marks. the next check had us baffled. We ended up finding four false trails before finding the correct rout which was a little diagonal through an obvergrown field that took us back onto a major path at the south=east of the plantation. Down hill where Psycho opened up a lead before grinding to a halt....puzzled.
"What is a circle with a cross in it?"
"It is a backcheck dear lady".
We duly backchecked over a stone bridge and down some steps to the lane below. There was a strange sense that I've been here before. I think this was the early part of a Beefy trail about 7 years ago. On the lane below the bridge an orange line of chalk indicated we were on trail. Over a new timber slatted bridge over the stream that flows to Livermead beach. We were on the "Out & back" Walkers' trail and, sure enough, we encountered the Shorts and Walkers returning from the refreshment stop at the beach.
The sweetie stop was another surprise. Beefy has made flap jacks and cut them into isosceles triangles....but we HAD to pick them up by their point end. Why? All soon became clear as we held them up for Beefy to add a layer of confectionery cream topped with a Cadbury's flake. Voila! A 99 without the risk of melting....brilliant.
It was just like being at the movies. We took our "ice creams" and sat back to enjoy the wet T-shirt competition. It was high tide with a relatively stiff onshore breeze. The waves were crashing into and over the sea wall at times. The opportunity for a safe dip had been, well, washed away so to speak. this did not deter our intrepid Harriets, Strap-Dancer, Pisswell and Miss'ing from venturing forward to check just how big the waves were. Bigger than they thought as it turned out. As soon as they ventured onto the top of the steps on the other side of the sandstone sea wall a huge wave broke over them. They were all soaked! But which was the wettest?
We backtracked when we'd came and now it was time for the Down Downs.
Down-Downs
There was one, significant, fly in the ointment regarding the Down Downs. They had run out of cask beer; the Bass was gone...and would not be coming back on. Even worse, the next beer that was coming on was one of my favourites - Dark Star Hophead. However, it had just be laid down and wouldn't be available until tomorrow. the only beer remaining on tap was the lovely, but expensive, Neck Oil at £6.50/pint....and so that it what we were obliged to undertake the DD's with.
Outside the pub it was excellent to see Teapot back again along with Wickdipper and Mouldy Dick. A lovely way in which to end an equally lovely run.
We started by thanking the Hare for an excellent trail with matching sweetie stop. But, who were this evening's culprits?
Melonpicker has the Hashshit shirt to award. There was some talk as whether or not to award it to Beefy for promoting a swim stop during a high tide and south easterly breeze. However, and despite stiff competition, the first DD went to Strap-Dancer for winning the impromptu Wet T-shirt competition....a shirt that she was promptly banned from wearing in the car on the way home on health & safety grounds.
Next up is Strap-On himself. He has the Jester's hat. He is on the Shorts and running with Big End. However, Big End had a recurring issue as to whether or not a dot of flour was, in fact, a mark and, as a consequence, were they even on trail? An ecumenical discussion ensued as to whether the term "Doubting Thomas" had its origins in St Thomas Aquinas. The bunch of Heathens that comprised the pack had no idea but Beefy suggested that it was the Apostle Thomas who doubted that Christ was actually dead on the cross. Accordingly, a note for the "Apostle".
We are now bereft of awards but not stories. Ernie has a story about a farm animal and not just any farm animal. For this animal has a disability it would seem. It is both deaf and blind.....poor thing. It also has an addiction...an addiction for following blobs of flour - but these are not his to follow - are they Man-Pig? As the Pig had gayly snorted his way along the Shorts for the first half mile of the trail before returning to commence the Long. Mouldy Dick jumped into RA duty with, "This is your Down-Down song. It won't take very long".
The final half of mega expensive beer awaits. But whose lips will it fall upon. The RA asks what the pack would be doing if they had other, more important, commitments on a Hash night. Perhaps it was someone's birthday, a christening, wedding or signifiant birthday; a birth or important hospital appointment perhaps? The RA then asks Piltdown man what day it is?
"It is the 13th of July".
"On what date did you get married?"
"13th July".
With that Georgie Porgy & Piltdown Man share the final DD whilst the rest of the pack book a room at the Drum and come back after after breakfast just in time to catch the end of the DD.
An expensive car park and a pub with no beer sandwiching an excellent trail with matching "ice cream" stop. A brilliant evening. Thank you Beefy.


Next week


Next week's Hash is from the Holne, Dartmoor. Our Hare is Pisswell. Bring money as donations for food and beer.
On-On to next week, MP