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.

TEAPOT AND PORK TORPEDO QUITE SIMPLY SUBLIME McBEEFY STARS ON TRAIL WITH HIS CABERATHLON

24th January 2022 - McBell Inn, Bovey Tracey - 1901st Run - Burns' Night
by MacPig
 
HARES: Cold McTits (Longs and Shorts) & Shit McFaced (Walkers)
Who wuz there: Cold McTits, Shit McFaced, Forrest McStump, McTeapot, Pork McPedo, McHornie, Piss McWell, McBeefy, Three McSum, Sat McNav, Piltdown-Mac, Georgie-McPorgy, McSmellie, McStrap-On, Mrs McStrap-On, Big Mac, Well McHopped, McNed, Mac-Pig, Arc McAngel, Hot McLips, McZoot, Cheerio McBeerio, Blue McBird, Only Here for the McBeer, Fallen McWoman, Able McSemen, T-McHumper, I McPoo'd, Just McCumming, McGrinder, Deep McThroat
Who wasn't: McRambo (skiing), Bobbi McBall (poorly - although he did offer to drop off the Horses head hat)
 
INTRODUCTION
Wow. What a fantastic evening! And wasn't it good to have McTeapot back after such a long absence? And just in time to pipe-in the Haggis; resplendent in full highland evening dress. Brilliant. And just when you thought that this could not be bettered, another spectacular performance by a similarly attired Pork McPedo. Porky beguiled and amazed us with the traditional Toast to the Haggis. All eight verses of it and all from memory including the actions of slicing open the haggis and squeezing out its entrails. Truly awesome. A wonderful sight to behold....especially in a village pub on the edge of Dartmoor. Who'd have thought it? Fantastic.
 
PRE-CIRCLE
An early start for TVH this evening. The Hares had organised a pre-trail mini-distillery tour at The Dartmoor Distillery. The owners took us through a fast forwarded video of the history of the distillery. Founded in 2017 and using a cognac still imported from France. Now deemed to be too small to be commercially viable for the likes of Martell and Remy Martin, they had found their way to the fringes of Dartmoor for a new lease of life. Whilst the cognac still is used for the whisky, another still is being used for the Dartmoor gin. This is another import from France but last used in 1959. It was interesting to see the tiny bead blaster used to clean the outside of the stills to reveal the beautiful copper beneath - all hand beaten I would think.
 
I understand that our mini-visit might be a precursor to a more formalised visit on 26th February. If the Hash can drum up enough interest, the distillery might even put on a barrel of beer for us. Shit McFaced is still in negotiations, so watch this space for further details.
 
THE CIRCLE
Shit McFaced correctly pronounced Buvvy Tracey and reminded everyone that subs were now due. Over to Cold McTits for the lowdown on the trail. A Walkers' trail of about one and a half miles. A Shorts' of, maybe, three miles. Longs' around five miles but ".......do the Walkers' loop first before rejoining the Shorts' trail".
 
THE TRAIL
Down Fore Street heading for the Dolphin, we crossed over the River Bovey opposite where the Riverside Inn once was; now a Tescos Express. A peculiar split as the Longs and the Walkers veered right and into a park whilst the Shorts carried on and up past the Dolphin. Oh, what confusion in the park. The marks were fine as we carried on along the western bank of the River Bovey. Then - nothing. Ahead, over another small bridge and an opportunity to go left, right or straight ahead....nothing. A lot of wandering around and checking - even though there was no check.
 
The majority of the pack checked out the north and east periphery of the park but nothing. McPig eventually committed to checking out the eastern bank of the Bovey and found a couple of marks. However, these proved to be from last week's Ashburton Hash so Mac-Pig ended up back at the first check and returning to the Walkers and Longs/Shorts split just as the Walkers were all returning to the pub. C'est la vie.
 
Well behind the Longs and the Shorts, Mac-Pig got back on trail just in time to catch up with Forrest McStump at the Long/Short split. This was just after passing through Challabrook Farm. Forrest went Short whilst Mac-Pig opted for a lonely long. This took the Longs up Chapple Road. This follows the route of the Templer Way and along the lower reaches of the granite tramway that extends up to Haytor.
It wasn't long before the sweetie-stop was in sight and some Cadburys McRoses chocolate were consumed before continuing the lonely plod up to a farmhouse. This was Whisselwell Farm and I wasn't supposed to be here. A kindly young farmer redirected me back from whence I came. "An arrow". A big one too that I had clearly missed.
 
As soon as I commenced the clamber up the watery farm track, I knew exactly where I was. This was a Piss McWell trail that we'd done a couple of years ago and, again, by Ash Hash last summer. The track is a public footpath that takes us up to Lower Brimley.
 
At Lower Brimley, an arrow clearly directed us down Brimley Lane and back towards Bovey Tracey. Over the A382 and past the northern edge of the playing fields and past St John's church. An arrow pointed us across a road and then right into a housing estate before going down the footpath that took us out at the Station car park into the middle of Bovey Tracey. Up Fore Street and back to the car for a quick change into something Scottish.....I wonder what that might be?
 
TEIGN VALLEY EXCEL INSIDE THE BELL
"Wear something Scottish", they said. "For next week is the Burns' Night Hash". And so we did. Despite rural Devon being at the other end of the country, a really splendid turnout of suitably attired Hashers helped to make the evening what it was......fantastic!
 
THE McDOWN-DOWNS
5 half-pints plus Bluebird's special prize:
Georgy McPorgy to Pork McPedo for brilliant attire - 'Hold it in your hand Mrs Murphy...'
McTeapot for (a) being back & (b) fantastic pipe playing. It really made the evening.
McSmellie, special award for squeezing into her £5 size 10 tartan dress....lovely but, being so tight, it took ages for Smellie to despatch her half pint.
Fallen McWoman for being on last week's AshHash trail, "But I wasn't the only one!"
The Hares, Cold McTits and Shit McFaced for organising, well, everything! Well done.
Finally, Able Semen set the seal on the evening by informing us that it was our Life President's birthday this very day. Glasses were raised for dear Pottsie.
 
IMPORTANT NOTICE - AMNESIA
Miscreants or amnesia. Two unpaid Haggis, Neaps & Tatties still outstanding at the end of the evening! If you were one of those that enjoyed the traditional Scottish fare, but forgot to pay, please liaise directly with the pub to settle your bill. Thankyou.
 
McDENDUM
After sampling the delights of haggis, neaps and tatties Mac-Pig, Pork McPedo and Blue McBird got into a conversation about the history of tartans. In a nutshell, tartans as we know them today are a recent concept; a concept based on commercialism, nostalgia and the creation of a past that never existed. Sure, tartan type weaves have been around since the dark ages but they were never particularly colourful and they were certainly not clan specific.
 
After the Battle of Culloden in 1742, the wearing of tartan by highland males was banned for the next 36 years. It was only after King George IV's visit to Edinburgh in 1822 that a the concept of promoting Scottish cultural identity, through tartan, gained traction. This was further supported by Queen Victoria.
However, the concept of clan specific tartans is only about 80 years old. Many thousands of highlanders were moved out of their homelands to make way for sheep in the early 18th century - a very dark time known as the Highland Clearances. Many of the displaced went to Canada, the USA and New Zealand.
The descendants of these early colonisers, seeking a reconnection with their ancestors, have been one of the primary drivers behind the commercialisation of tartans. Now, not only does each clan have its own (albeit modern-day) tartan, there are numerous tartans to choose from within each clan.
 
Typically, this comprises the Chief's tartan, a dress tartan and a hunting tartan - the latter usually being fairly drab. However, prior to clan tartans, but post Cullodon, many of the English controlled Highland military regiments adopted regimental specific tartans. Perhaps the most famous is that of the Black Watch which is green and dark blue.
 
Thank the pub. Thank the Hares.
 
POSTSCRIPT
Circumstances permit merely an abridged offering, but I would echo MP's sentiments and appraisal of the magical evening. It really seemed like a dream inside the Bell with the majestic - and most unexpected - entrance of Teapot, the lone piper escorting in the plattered haggis. Piping completed, Pork Torpedo, immaculately attired, recited the full eight verses of Rabbie Burns Address to a Haggis - complete with accompanying gestures! 
 
Lang may yer lum reek!
 
A Trail Too Far (2022) for me in my current condition but I was, unlike the Napoleon Solo MP, with fine company throughout. Big End encouraged and McBeefy on his caberathlon was Every Which Way But Loose (1978) - a remarkable effort indeed.
 
The McSweetie stop, manned by Cold McTits was possibly a McBird saver, enabling a partial recovery.
Going across the river bridge On Home, Beefy passed a group of the local lads who were quite bemused by the apparition. 'What's that?' cried one. 'It's a McCaber!' replied McBird. 'Ahhhhhh' was the impressed reply.
 
Finally, grateful thanks to our Grand Master and Coldtits for arranging, planning and organizing the epic, thank you from all hashers!
 
NEARLY FORGOT
An amusing episode occurred while we were changing, post trail up Mary Street. A Tesco van came down the hill and could not get through as cars were either side of the road. The driver got out and took a look. Forrest was correctly parked and the problem was the car on yellow lines opposite. Seeing Forrest, the driver came over to see if he could perhaps move. Unfortunately (for the driver) Forrest had his leg off and said 'If you can hang on a moment, I'll move my car when I put my leg on!'
To say the driver was taken aback was perhaps an understatement.
 
As Corporal Jones would have said: 'Hence the expression - he didn't have a leg to stand on!'
No? Well please yourselves then.
 
Next week
Confirmed as the Red Rock Brewery, Humber. Details to follow.

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