TVH THE WORDS Run #2140

 

Monday 3rd August

The Sea Trout at Staverton

Hare: Man-Pig

Who was there:

Hare man pig, archangel, beefy, beeflicker, coldtits, forrest stump, flying pig, fukarewe, knotty, pisswell, piltdown man, simba, s.m.ellie, well hopped, wet fart, ned, chocca and perry, (I think i've forgotten 1 more)

Circle up.

S.m ellie asked for dates for September, most of September is free so desperately need hares.

Archangel reminded everyone about the bbq on the 15th and asked for numbers.

Piltdown demanded cash, beefy did his hash flash all while we waited for the hare to turn up, who happened to be waiting for s.m.ellie at the train station, who just happened to be at the circle up. Or something was going to go wrong today, that was it, shirley.

Man pig finally arrived and explained that there's a W/L/S, 2x swim stops ( I'm positive he said sweety stop) pub will stay open past 9pm for us as previously arranged, and for us to ignore yellow chalked marks on posts as his precise military planning had ensured we have a drama free hash. The 7p's have really come into play for tonight.

The trail...

With a change of instructions, man pig told us to F.OFF that way, so we exited the car park and headed down hill, being in the middle of nowhere, we could be as loud as we wished so lots of on ons were called.

Along eight trees, the walkers broke off right while the rest of us carried on and then turned left down south ford lane, we all stayed in a pack for most of the trail. It was great we were all together. We then turned right down a plot path in the trees along the river all the way to Staverton train station.

Flying pig, simba, beefy and beeflicker would be doing a lot of checking from here. We ran past the station and a long haul along the road before bearing right up a bridleway, which kept going up and up. At the top we turned right and then quickly left and down the hill bearing right before breaking off the road onto another bridleway which again went up and up and up.

At the end of the path, we pretty much went straight across the road and down another wooded pathway where we came to the L/S split.

Knotty opted for the shorts while everyone else apart from, forrest, archangel and coldtits who were not to be seen, not sure where they got too, (maybe we will find out later).

From the split, the long headed down a freshly cut pathway with many hashers being stabbed by thorns through their trainers while pisswell played with the horse, wafting the flies from its face, could have done with you doing that for us in the bridleways with all the flies and bugs we encountered!

At the end of the fields, we turned right down a short road and then right again along another bug infested bridleway and climbed up and up until we hit the road. The FRB's waited here for the ladies and manpig and I took the opportunity to admire the views and take some pics.

We were all back together again so we headed off down hill, fukarewe leading the pack to claim the glory of being in front and 1st back. While running down the hill, we came to sandy Lane where the missing coldtits, archangel and forrest were caught being SCBs but archangel and forrest protested that coldtits led them astray and made them do it. I think it was safer for them to obey her orders. From here we all ran together down the last little bit of the hill and back to the pub.

Pisswell, S.m.ellie, flying pig and beeflicker decided to do a bit extra and back to the swim stop for a swim in the river and a dip to her waist for S.m.ellie. Beeflicker had to beg and admit to pisswell that she is the queen of and best at laying trails in order to get his trainers back which were destined for a swim of their own, before running back to the pub for the down downs.

Upon getting back to the pub, man pig and beefy were waiting as the pub had closed on us so we had no venue, another thing to go wrong, shirley nothing else could as manpig had planned it with precision, so we headed to the Dartbridge inn where fukarewe, forrest and archangel were already sat outside swigging down the beers.

Once all outside, we decided to proceed with the down downs, what else could possible go wrong?

The 1st down down went to S.m.ellie for being lost and found and for going for a swim even though she can't swim, man pig could have been needed to administer CPR if ellie drowned.

The 2nd down down went to... hold that, we had a visit from the bar maid ordering us to be quiet as they were also a hotel and guests were trying to sleep, with the pub being right next to a busy main road we could hardly hear ourselves speak as it was, shirley the guests could help themselves by closing their windows. Bad things come in 3s they say and that was the 3rd, anyway, onto the shshshshshs down down number 2..

This went to flying pig for telling pisswell she was mean for wanting to throw beeflickers trainers in the river. Down down number 3 was awarded to forrest for arriving to the start at the wrong pub, which turned out to be the right pub in the end.

The last.down down went to.... ooooh hold that thought again as we had another visitor from the pub staff, this time a telling off for fukarewe and archangel for parking their cars in the carpark but not in parking spaces, they had parked blocking the restricted areas blocking other cars and were ordered to move them, it's a good job we were leaving soon..

So, the last down down was for the hare himself. Manpig had the last half pint for an amazing, fault and hassle free trail where with so much planning and organising, nothing could possibly go wrong... this shirley has to be trail of the year, not just for the trail but the antics that happened throughout. This will definitely be one of those trails that no one will forget.

Amazing trail manpig and a lot of laughter and enjoyment, thank you.

On on to only here for the beers house for bbq. Bring money, hopefully, we won't have to be quiet there!

On on. BEEFLICKER