Run #2130 Monday 25th May
The Bay Horse Inn at Ashburton
Beefys 'Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy'
Who was there:
Beefy,
Pisswell, Beeflicker, Slip-on-me, Able Seamen, Swinger, Roger
the Dodger, Bobbyball, Man Pig, Warmfront, Forrest, Georgie
Porgie, Piltdown Man, Swinger's son, Piltdown's grandson
Visitor: Mr X
Virgin: Georgie's granddaughter
And eventually the GM Pocket Rocket....
Circle up:
Dates
for S.M.ellie were asked for so if you haven't laid a trail in at least
a week, put your name down to lay one. Manpig requested a volunteer for
the dreaded words, with Pocket Rocket being half hour late and delaying
us and a brief silence, yours truly volunteered to write them, I'm
becoming quite the author, I could write a book, Beeflickers Guide to
the Hash.
Over
to the hare: dressed in a tartan dressing gown and a cup of tea,
everyone was still working out why the towels? It all became abundantly
clear later, in chapter 8, verse 3, titled the 'Sweety Stop'.
We
were told, 3 and on, on the left and right, lots of criss crossing,
walkers one way, shorts and longs the other, all dogs on leads please
and due to many ladies in very little clothes, Man Pig also to be on a
lead.
The trail...
I didn't see much of the shorts or walkers apart from just before the
sweety stop ( chapter 6 verse 1) in fact, I don't think anyone did the
shorts. Those who went walking or did the longs, well done everyone as
it was so hot out there, we didn't mind though as we had our towels so
were looking forward to a swim stop.
We
left the pub and proceeded straight across a foot bridge over the river
Ashburn and then turned left down Ashburn close. Warmfront was leading
the way. We then turned left and left again onto North street heading
back towards the on down, was this to be the shortest hash ever? Nope,
we turned left along Stapledon lane and followed it all the way down
onto East street where we turned lef. We then turned right onto the
aptly named Hares lane and right again on to Love lane. Here we saw
Swinger checking out and supervising the check, while Manpig and
Warmfront did some checking.
At
this check, we went straight on along onto Wealena terrace, straight on
again onto Trigger meadow and right onto Chuley Rd. We were soooo hot
and sweaty but we didn't moan as we had our towels so the swim stop must
be coming up soon. Here we turned left along a little footpath and then
right along the A38.
As
we came off the slipway, we turned right down a beautiful dirt path
which was arched with trees, and then left onto Stone park crescent.
Here we got a little lost, finding a cross in every direction until
Warmfront found a little hidden gate and footpath - so up the hill we
went and then right onto Western road. Then it was left up Bowden hill
for a massive climb, we encountered a 4x4 coming down the hill so we all
had to suck in our bellies and squeeze past, well, everyone apart from
Warmfront and Swinger, they made it look easy.
At
the top of the hill, which turned out to not be the top, we turned
right up another bridleway hill and climbed all the way to the real top
to the sweety stop, meeting the walkers going the opposite way, they all
looked so happy and were clearly enjoying the trail.
Chapter 8 verse 4.. the sweety stop.....
Beefy
was here at the top of the hill, his 4x4 backed up against the amazing
view, the sun was shining bright and low, the sweeties all laid out, the
cream soda flowing, a golden horde laid next to the gold bar wrapped in
an orange. Here is where the theme became clear to us all and a great
explanation of things from Beefy.
Chapter 8 verse 5... the second half....
We
left the sweety stop, we were half-way through the trail, still hot and
sweaty but still no complaints as we were having an amazing time and we
had our towels so the swim stop MUST be coming soon.
We
ran down the hill and then right at the bottom onto a footway in the
trees. At the end it was a right onto Headborough road, at the bottom we
could see the pub, we were nearly home but where was the swim stop? We
had our towels but no swim. Ah, that's because we turned left here along
new road and away from the pub. Pisswell reminded us that Beefy did a
similar thing to us last time, got us nearly home and then took us away
again. So, along New road it was and then a brief left and then a right
into Nation field, out the field past the horses and baby rabbits and
right and down the lane onto New road, we then turned right again, over a
stone into our last field and back onto North street for the on home.
We had our towels, but where was that swim stop? Beefy informed us that
he never promised us a swim stop but it was in fact National Towel Day,
hence the towels!
An amazing trail and lots of fun, loads or virgin ground for me, so, thank you, Beefy
Down downs
1st
up... Pocket Rocket for forgetting to unplug his adult toy in his car,
which drained his battery, causing him to be late, going against his own
rule.
2nd up was Forrest for learning how to wear his towel correctly on his head.
3rd
was Forrest again, not sure what this one was for but it was well
deserved, I think it was for his dementia and forgetting where he was,
how he got here and why he was here.
4th
Was warmfront for bringing a tiny towel and comparing wieners with
Roger the Dodger, it was a close call but Warmfront won, therefore the
down down (and Roger the Dodger couldn't even blame the cold).
So
where are we next week? As S.M.Ellie wasn't here, nobody knew so
Beeflicker said he would get the diary up and have a look, oh bugger,
it's me! Haha how could I forget?
On on to next week at the Coombe Cellars

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