Run #2119 Monday 9th March
The Grumpy Farmer, Bishopsteignton
Hare: Well Hopped
'An amazing trail, fantastic down downs, amazing company and plenty of laughter, exactly how a hash should be'.
Who wuz there (according to a still worse for wear Man-Pig, recovering from Scotland beating France (!) on Saturday:
Well
Hopped (Hare), Pocket-Rocket, Man-Pig, Beefy, Beeflicker, Piltdown Man,
Georgie Porgy, Smash, Miss Mash, Miss'ing, Coldtits, Smellie,
Slip-on-Me, Ablesemen, Archangel, Psycho, Warmfront, Strap-On,
Strap-Dancer, Erection, Wet Johnny, Big End, Swinger, Roger the Dodger,
Melon-Picker & Shitfaced (pub only)
Now let the fun and games commence with Beeflicker's ode to hashing:
To the tune of " a place in the hills"
There's a place in the hills that the hashers do roam,
Where the flour shines white in the light on the road
There I am checking the checks of the hash
Which sends our souls to our peril,
In the light of the torch or the light of the moon
You will see that our eyes are still smiling for this,
For there's no other love that warms hashers heart,
The tender way that Your trails do
Like the speed of the longs my spirit does soar,
To be found in their presence I couldn't want more,
For when I am hashing, I know fullness of joy
And a peace beyond understanding
It's so muddy to hash through valleys of green,
By deep shiggy crags and cool forest streams,
Though checking times come and hashers are torn
The hare's Word will never be forgotten,
As the speed of the shorts is so swift and so sure
We know that the hares, they will come back once more,
To gather Her people from all hashes and lands
Till then, I'll wait for my trail
Till then, I'll wait for my words
Till then, I'll wait for my down down....
Where the flour shines white in the light on the road
There I am checking the checks of the hash
Which sends our souls to our peril,
In the light of the torch or the light of the moon
You will see that our eyes are still smiling for this,
For there's no other love that warms hashers heart,
The tender way that Your trails do
Like the speed of the longs my spirit does soar,
To be found in their presence I couldn't want more,
For when I am hashing, I know fullness of joy
And a peace beyond understanding
It's so muddy to hash through valleys of green,
By deep shiggy crags and cool forest streams,
Though checking times come and hashers are torn
The hare's Word will never be forgotten,
As the speed of the shorts is so swift and so sure
We know that the hares, they will come back once more,
To gather Her people from all hashes and lands
Till then, I'll wait for my trail
Till then, I'll wait for my words
Till then, I'll wait for my down down....
CIRCLE
At
the Grumpy Farmer we were circled up and the cars, they just kept
coming, this was an amazing turn out. It's the last night of voting so
the GM made this very clear, Manpig asked for a words volunteer, to save
from a ghastly silence, Beeflicker once again volunteered. S.m. ellie
asked for hares for the whole of April, apart from the part of April
that Beefy Is down for. (Remember, no hares means no hash, it can't be
left to the same people, come forward and lay some trails).
Over to the hare...
3 trails, mostly flat, dry and all kept short... yeah right, that grin on your face tells us differently, young lady.....
TRAIL
And
we were off. Out of the Grumpy Farmer and right at the end of the
driveway. (The usual FRBs all hobbling due to previous events.)
At the triangle junction, we went right down Humber Lane and up the hill at the bottom, there is a theme of hills going on in this hash. At the next check, we headed left down Three Tree Lane where we eventually came to a l/s and W split, l/s went left and W went right. We would later see the walkers at the sweety stop.
Shortly after the the split, we had a 20 mile climb up Hamblecoombe lane to the top and then right down Longthorn road into Idford for the fabulous sweety stop. From here, the shorts and walkers headed down Fore Street while the longs went left along Butt's land and Tower Hill Lane and up onto the commons. Turning right down Rixafer road and then left onto Fore street to join the walkers and shorts. We all then broke off to the right, along a bridleway and back onto Three Tree Lane and then followed Humber Lane back to the Grumpy Farmer for a well deserved drink.
DOWN DOWNS
Only
Beeflicker had an award but no story to tell until Swinger's pint slid
across the table and onto her lap covering her in beer, a down down to
the dribbler.
Warmfront
took the 2nd one for her dramatic finish to her epic ultra, over 40
miles, 4000 meter elevation, 2 legs that didn't work, a wheelchair and
space blanket, amazing effort Warmfront!
Well Hopped deservedly took the 3rd down down for her fabulous trail of hills, mud, water, more hills and mud and sweeties. Fantastic trail Well Hopped, thank you so much.
Now the last down down went to Erection for grabbing hold of wet Johnny's erection after Well Hopped drove them off the road and into the bushes, I guess they both enjoyed that romantic moment as they both had a big smile on their faces.
An amazing trail, fantastic down downs, amazing company and plenty of laughter, exactly how a hash should be.
On on to next week at the upside down [sic] bar in Paignton with Manpig.
On-on Beeflicker
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