A very cold night for a trail laid by Pork Torpedo and Hornie( long overdue) Numbers were good nearly 40. Lovely to see Jail Bait and Up Periscope to support their parents. I digress.......
Parking quite limited at the pub - Sorry!
But good to see maneuvering up to strictly come dancing standard. loads of space at Lidls......
Piltdown man was in good voice with his usual weekly question. This week......
As "I'm a celebrity is now back on, who won last years show?
Answer by Pork Torpedo.... Georgia Toffolo.
Trail got off to a slightly confused start out of the pub... left or right or straight or ......... Into Oakford lawn playing fields. We lived here 10 years before we even knew it existed.!!! through a little cul-de-sac (why do the French keep stealing our words We'll have those back after BREXIT) and out onto broadway road towards Teigngrace. Hornie escorting Doris for part of the trail. Long short split at the end with the longs going up the dirty side of the river to the bridge at Sampsons Farm Restaurant and back down again to meet with the shorts to go back down the Templar way towards B & Q. At the end of the nature reserve was another long short split with the shorts turning left past tesco and ON Home. Longs chicane down to the riverbank and followed it to the footbridge over the river Lemon and hairpin back across the large iconic footbridge at the back of the race course. At this point the check had been kicked out in all directions except the correct one and S.M. Ellie got confused and disoriented. Once into hackney marshes it was supposed to be easy for Pork Torpedo to sweep the longs back home through Kingsteignton village and back to the pub but along with Woof Woof met face to face with a man with a head torch on. "Is that a hasher?" No, couldnt be , not coming this way" (cue Pantomimie audience OH YES IT IS!! Beefy looking for his phone. So....... 20 minutes and 35 phone calls later retracing our steps back along the race course trying to listen for his phone ringing with no luck unfortunately. They turned for home and made it back to the pub Pork Torpedo looking as though he was having a coronary. Poor Lamb, (Sorry, Pork)
As always the pub laid on a fantastic buffet of sandwiches, chips, onion rings and sausages and the down down commenced going to the following offenders :-
PORK TORPEDO and HORNIE in full Hare's costumes laid a great trail, but with no Strava record as Beefy lost his phone en route.
PILTDOWN MAN- (who one always has to look up to!) Left the Run record sheet behind at Tinkley!
WIGWAM- A birthday drink on his 1200th Runs anniversary. (holding that precious Badge and another pint to follow)
