TVH WORDS Run #2101

 

Tinkley Bottom with Hares Forrest, Woodlend and Tongue ‘n’ Groove

 

We formed a lopsided oval; half inside and half outside a hastily erected gazebo. SMellie announced next week’s hash in Newton Abbot, and long-absent Jon was welcomed back after having being coaxed out to join us by the promise of fireworks and stew. No more announcements so over to the hares. There was something about river crossings, and a toll to the ferryman…or something, and off we set. I wasn’t worrying about river crossings after the first 50m as my shoes were already soaked from the long grass.

 

We ran down alongside the Teign and somehow ended up on the main road. Then up a very long hill with the bright lights of Hennock twinkling above us. I followed the first long and the calls of the FRBs; Beefy, Beeflicker and Woodlend who was re-marking the trail as he went. We were guided through a farmyard, a barn, and rejoined the shorts on the final pull up towards Hennock. The shorts were flummoxed after all ways appeared to be dead ends, but then there was an “on on” from Soapy further up the hill. Pork Torpedo had missed that the marks had changed from flour to sawdust. Another long-short split but this time I opted short as Jon was flagging and the bonfire was calling. It was all downhill and back through Trucker’s field. I’d expected the promised river crossing but it turns out that Forrest hadn’t been convinced of our swimming abilities and so we were directed over the bridge and back to his abode mostly dry from the knees up.

 

Once everyone was safely back (including Psycho and Pisswell who had almost ended up in Bovey) the bonfire was ‘seeded’ and lit. Whumpf! Sparklers were distributed and the stew dished up. Somehow it was even tastier than last year’s.

 

Awards were given to Hornie for an inelegant gate crossing and potential volvo damage and Pork Torpedo for being up Cold Tits’ and Smellie’s rear. Then it was finally time for Sam to be named; down on your knees! There were a few suggestions which were met with tumbleweed but the suggestion of Tongue ‘n’ Groove was met with a cheer of approval. So the last down-downs went to the triple act of Tongue ‘n’ Groove, Forrest and Woodlend.

 

The evening was topped off with a fantastic birthday cake made by Able for Forrest’s birthday, and a firework display. What a night!!

 

On on to next week at The British Legion, Newton Abbot

 

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