A WARM WELCOME FROM TVH3

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.

WHAT TO EXPECT AT YOUR FIRST HASH

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.

NEWCOMERS TO 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.

A WINTER'S TALE WITH SHIGGY GALORE SERVED UP BY SCREWED (WITH BELLA)

 

Run #1852 Monday 7th December from the Canal CP Teigngrace with Screwed & Bella
 
𝑨 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒂𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒅
𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒓 𝑰'𝒎 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒏𝒆𝒅
𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑺𝒐𝒂𝒑𝒚'𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒌
 
Yes, Oh Dearly Dry, starv-ed of the liquid of life, inspiration was absent. Delusion, already alcoholess fermenting, became rampant as I thought of exotic excuses to explain the absence of words this week.
But what would they Shirley think, the loyal and trusting fabled few as they drifted away - perhaps a little disappointed, who knows? So (Cruise) without further Much Ado About Nothing:
 
𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉, 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆;
𝑶𝒓 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒃 𝒖𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅...
 
That's better, I think I can continue now Shirley, so read on my one faithful reader and rejoice (or despair) that all is not now lost:
 
A lone chariot with Manopause at the wheel was tethered in that wild and lonely Canal car park out in deepest Teigngrace. There was nothing else to do and Manopause became aware of a chariot describing complicated manoeuvres out on the highway. Twice it passed before finding the entrance. It could only be one hasher, and He who should not be nam-ed finally nosed alongside.... sigh.
 
My first natter with another hasher for some time and merry was the discourse until they arrived...
And arrive they did as they had FB pledged.
 
They trickled in from the hills and the valleys; from town, village and hamlet seeking redemption and solace.
 
Tricky seeing those in attendance but finally think I have everyone including dear Coldtits who arrived late but not as late as Archangel who started his run on Tuesday morning but play the game he Shirley did, eventually:
 
GM Shitfaced, Teapot, Piltdown, Georgy P, SatNav, Triple Jump, Gaga4It, Steph, Pisswell, T Humper, I-Poo'd, S M Ellie, Able, Well Hopped, Big End, Wet Johnny, Erection, Manopause, Beefy, ManPig, Deep Throat, Grinder, Artful Dogger, Wide Receiver, Slip on Me, Natalie, Coldtits, BB and Screwed with Bella.
 
Had it been but thirty five days since we all gathered by the river*? It seemed more than that to our close-knit and hash-starved band.
 
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩
𝙊𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩
𝘼 𝙢𝙖𝙟𝙤𝙧 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨
𝘼𝙥𝙧𝙚̀𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙡 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠!
𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙚'𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙗𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙙
𝙏𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙
 
The Grand Master reminded us how to circle up and offered up a question** (with no promise of a rewarding beer as there wuz no beer to be had) to the chilled cohort patiently waiting with frosty breath. Hares were requested for upcoming trails and then Screwed was asked to elucidate the intricacies of this, her virgin lay.
 
Three trails to satisfy all tastes and abilities: A walkers' pick me up (hopefully not) of two miles or so; a short of three plus miles and a long of five or more miles. We had previously been warned of mud, mud, glorious mud, so were prepar-ed Shirley.
 
The last but certainly not least instruction was 'No checks out there!' and we were summarily despatched into the Teigngrace mud.
 
All of five yards of terra tarmac and then it was skatey-skiddy time off-road. A Torbay AC club outing up front as Deep Throat and Grinder formed up with Wide Receiver and Wet Johnny and stretched the metaphorical rubber band ahead of a clod-hoppered and one-eyed Bird,
 
Artful Dogger, complete with doggy Reuben, were getting organized and a combat betrousered Beefy was starting to gather up a head of steam [sic naturally].
 
Holding the reserve head torch in one hand was not a good idea as soon it could not be operated owing to the finger numbing cold, glove time already Eddy?
 
Some way out, deep in the boondocks, a bugle was sounded - yes, Oh Dearly Impressed, Teapot was out and about, determined to get an infusion of hashing.
 
Soon we were spread out and some were isolated, but the trail twisted and turned along the canal banks and, as others, I found entertainment and contact with other hashers along the way.
 
Wide Receiver was a hundred or so yards up the track and pottering along, enjoying the scenery but even at his leisurely pace, it took a sustained 160 BPM*** effort to gain contact.
 
Passing by the ancient railway track, Wide pointed out the strange 'rocket' lying close to the disused railway. It was a veritable and unexplained mystery and we tarried awhile with Coldtits. But what's this? The appearance of Erection who had been like an itch I couldn't scratch for a couple of miles astern. Abandoning Penner buddy Manopause (unfit and presumably on the short?) Erection was evidently rockin' and rollin' en routey.
 
The trio set off again across the fields speckled from afar with twinkling urban lights and the terrain was rugged and shoe-suckingly muddy but at least the hands were warm again.
 
We were never far from the beautiful, the beautiful river [sic] but Deep Throat ('On a mission' according to WR) got closer than anyone, nearly careering into the icy depths at his frenetic pace... sigh.
 
Piltdown and Georgy (out and about again after fall) plus hash doggy moved over obligingly away from the electric fence as we overtook and soon we turned for home.
 
The FRBs were waiting and tales of derring-do were bandied about. ManPig and SM Ellie had somehow contrived to miss the long and a stewards enquiry ensued to determine the whereabouts of the river bridge and whether all had gone over it.
 
But never mind, we hashed and we had fun - full stop.
 
*There's almost always a river nearby at our hashes.
**When did the canal close? Apparently in 1937
***Beats Per Minute - anything over 150 is heart attack area for the Bird.
 
𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧𝗦𝗖𝗥𝗜𝗣𝗧
Reflecting on the evening, there was great satisfaction derived. We had the usual excitement of the pre-circle gathering, then the trail itself which was excellently marked throughout and on horse racing going I would describe as 'heavy'. For a virgin trail lay, Screwed (with Bella) discharged her duties like an old hand, checking the marks beforehand, monitoring on trail and waiting for all hashers to return.
There was a few minutes of discussing the trail afterwards in the car park before Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow, our craving for the TV hash assuaged for now.
 
The temperature dipped markedly as Manpig and I waited for the safe return of Coldtits and an air frost glazed the tarmac and remaining cars, freezing my car boot lock solid. A Winter's Tale indeed this night but so well done Screwed - and the gallant Bella of course. A great deal of effort and well-received by all who took part.
 
𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧𝗦𝗖𝗥𝗜𝗣𝗧
BroadS (knee injury) had wisely opted out to be on the safe side but why weren't you there 69 and Para?
 
𝗢𝗡 𝗢𝗡 to next week from the Parish Centre CP Church End Rd, Kingskerswell, Newton Abbot which is about 50 metres up (towards Newton Abbot) from our usual car parking space in Church Meadow. Trail lay by our hasher on the spot, ManPig! Take care everybody.

HASH SUBS 2021

Slight change to the annual membership cost. It will now be £12:50 to anyone who wishes to pay for this years membership (ends january 2022) Payments by June. Alternative you can pay £1 per week when attending. Samantha Zimbler On line payments Account name: TEIGN VALLEY HASH House Harriers Sort Code: 55-70-01 Account number: 69068186 Reference: your hash name

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NEW MISMANAGEMENT & CONTACT TELS.

Grand Master Shitfaced mobile 07973 682201
Vice G M Winfield mobile 07855355338
On Sec Piltdown Man mobile 07773038756
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Song Master Pork Torpedo
Social Sec T. Humper
Spider /Web Bluebird
Life President Pottsie
Vice President K C sadly not with us

JESSE'S DD FROM THE TALLY HO!

EXPLANATION OF ARCHIVE TVH3 SITES

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.

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