Only Here for the Beer's drum

Run #2149 Monday 5th October Circle up 7:15 pm from Maddicombe farm, Maddacombe rd, Kingskerswell, Newton Abbot TQ12 5LF with Only Here for the Beer.

Don't forget to bring cash (is king) for beer and burgers! 

 

 

TVH3 The (EPIC) Words for 28th September 2026

Coombe Cellars, Combe-in-Teignhead

Run No. 2148 - Harvest Moon

HARE: Ollie

 

Who wuz there: Ollie, Pocket Rocket, Man-Pig, Forrest-Stump, Piltdown Man, Georgy Porgy, Beefy, Beeflicker, Archangel, Fukarewe, Smellie, Coldtits, Wetfart, Big End, Well Hopped, Devin, Strap-On, Strap Dancer, Slip-on-Me, Polyfella & returnees - Alexis , Triple Jump and Mouldy Dick

 

Circle

And so it was, a Harvest Moon Hash.

We arrived at Coombe Cellars to be greeted by a beautiful sunset looking up the Teign towards Haytor, a view only to be surpassed by the blood orange Harvest Moon that guided us this way and that along Ollie's well laid and beautiful trail.

 

Pocket Rocket, an injured non-runner, welcomed all to the Hash including returnees Mouldy Dick and Alexis. Alexis explained that she was back because her kids had grown up and left home....welcome back.

 

Announcements were brief. Man-Pig advised that entries for the Grizzly ballot were now open. this was greeted by near silence with the exception of Beeflicker who was proud to announce that he had already entered. However, the silence was not quite as deafening as that generated by Man-Pig's next question, "A volunteer for The Words please". After a long silence the Pig volunteered himself.

"About time too", mutters Beefy.

 

Smellie needs Hares for 9 & 23 November or was that 9 & 16 November? Coldtits, I think, has laid claim to 23 November so the 9 & 16 November remain open.

 

Beeflicker gave a heads up for us to prepare our halloween garb in preparation for his trail at the end of October.

 

Eventually, we get to The Hare, Ollie, who has travelled all the way down from Shropshire just to lay the trail for us. A truly sterling effort which incurred a five and a half hour drive due to delays on the M5. Ollie's original intention was to attend the annual Harvest festival and raffle at the Church House In, Stokeinteignhead. This he would combine with laying a trail from the aforementioned watering hole. Alas, at the last minute the Harvest festival was postponed. Nevertheless, the show must go on and, rather than make his apologies, he drove down, laid the trail and would be returning to Shropshire the following day...what utter dedication.

 

Trail

The trail commenced with a very early sweety stop. In fact the sweety stop took place at the Circle. The delay on the M5 had not prevented Ollie from laying the trail but it did mean that he hadn't had time to go and deposit the sweeties as he'd originally planned.

 

Some Hashers went for the bags of assorted chewy goodies whilst the others were pointed towards the public footpath that runs along the banks of the Teign upstream towards Newton Abbot.

After only 150 British yards we came to a check. Beeflicker checked along the foreshore. This looked an unlikely route as we were on a flood tide with a full moon; a 100% guarantee of getting very wet if pursuing that particular avenue.

 

The Pig opted for the signed public footpath that took us up and diagonally across a recently tilled field that is usually full of maze. this proved to be the correct route and it was reassuring to look back and see a snake of headtorches following the FRB's calls of "On-On".

 

Arriving at tarmac near Netherton House, the dots gave way to arrows for a short while until we reached the Walkers and L/S split at a small crossroads. The Walkers headed straight on towards the Newton Abbot to Shaldon road where they bore right and then left to commence their ascent up the non-adopted Ridge Road.

 

The Longs and Shorts bear right at the split and head for Tucketts Farm but not before arriving at a check and a decidedly tempting "public footpath" sign that looks like its taking onto someone's driveway...which it is.

 

Beeflicker checks out the road towards Tucketts Farm. The Pig is on home turf and checks out the footpath that runs past the owner's cars that are parked on his drive. Surprisingly, Beefy is nowhere to be seen. The Pig is "On" and arrives at the Long/Short split.

 

For the Shorts it is across the main road and left for a few yards before turning right up a tiny lane. They pass little known and very picturesque cottages and a reach a dead end....well a dead end for cars as the lane then turns into a footpath climbing to a check....but has it already been kicked out by the Walkers?

An arrow points the Longs diagonally to the right towards a disused red telephone box now used as a book depository. 

 

Surprisingly. Ollie has laid the trail up the steep, and aptly named, Hiller lane towards the top of Milber near the Newtake football pitches where we arrive at a check. Man-Pig foolishly checks towards the Milber Trading estate only to find a cross. Beeflicker checks the John Musgrave Heritage Trail down towards Haccombe but finds nothing. He is only a few yards away from the trail and misses the marks. Polyfella catches up and other torches suggest that Beefy, Well Hopped and Big End aren't too far behind either.

 

We get back on trail, as a group now. We descend down the footpath that has only recently (OK about 5 years ago now) been erected to separate the footpath from a field that is usually occupied by a pair of horses...and still is by the sound of neighing. 

 

Another check and the Pig if off to Haccombe House on a fool's errand whilst Beeflicker checks straight across and a trackway that will eventually take us to Ridge Road where we will be back on the Walkers and Shorts trail.

 

Climbing up the decidedly unmaintained Ridge Road Beefy catches up and passes me. We both then pass Well Hopped but no sign of Beeflicker and Polyfella whom we believe are ahead. 

 

As the tortuous climb levels off, we arrive at a properly maintained lane that leads to Mount Olive. But we are not going that far. A check has been kicked out and we are heading left along a broad track which soon decays to an unstable single track heading towards Combeinteignhead. We pass Ollie and Coldtits, then Georgy Porgie and Piltdown Man. Next, an arrow has us change onto another steeply descending track into Combeinteignhead. Had we carried straight on we would have descended past Lilac Cottage but not tonight. 

 

On our new track the Hare has kindly drawn a triangular warning sign. This is just in front of a deep, ankle breaking furrow in the middle of the track....well spotted.

 

When we arrive in the centre of Combeinteignhead, an arrow points left and past the Wild Goose (regrettably closed on a Monday). Here I pass Alexis and her dog making her return to the Hash for the first time in 5 years. It is then a right and uphill towards the turn off to Coombe Cellars. The Moon is orange and full and beautiful. Torch off. Night vision engaged for a peaceful final canter downhill to the On Down.

 

What a lovely run and thank you Ollie for coming all the way down to lay it for us.....so very much appreciated.

 

Down-Downs

Although we arrived back at the pub startlingly early, 8.40, some had to leave early. We lost Forrest, Well Hopped, Big End and Polyfella prior to the DD's. We would, additionally, have lost Swinger and Devin as well if Swinger hadn't lost her cars keys (a story for next week perhaps?).

 

The Down-Downs commenced by thanking the Hare for the DD's - especially as they were a bit pricey at £6.10/pint for Adnam's Ghost Ship.

 

Man-Pig is the only RA present and asks if there are any Awards? 

 

There is only one present and Piltdown has it. It is the Guinness stove pipe hat. However, he does not have a story so he gives the hat to Pocket Rocket who thinks that he has a story. Not for the first time this involves the Pig's parking. Despite Coombe Cellars huge car park being nearly empty, the Pig has not got his chariot squarely into a parking bay so he has a second go to make good his parking within the white lines. Hence the first DD to the Pig with Mouldy leading the DD song.

 

The second DD must go to the Hare. Not only did Ollie lay an excellent trail, he also drove down all the way from Telford just to lay it for us! Mouldy comes up with the Grand old Duke of York.

There are no other awards present so it is story time.

 

Initially, it appears that there are no stories until Slip-on-Me tells a story of a dog lover who was going to get Boo a treat from the bar. However, upon being told that doggy treats currently trade at £2.50 a nibble she thought to herself, "Sod the dog". So who was our mean spirited would-be dog lover? Triple Jump opts for a glass of water to wash down her shame accompanied by, "she's the meanest".

Next it is the returnees time to get a DD foe...er...well...returning. Mouldy take a beer whilst Alexis selects a water, "Here's to the returnees...."

 

There was a story about Smellie attempting to get senior citizen discount at the bar...unsuccessfully. But all the beer has gone and she had 2 DD's last week so she'll have to wait till next week.

It is also worth mentioning that Swinger's son, Devin, has yet to be named despite having done 14 runs. Thinking caps on please for next week.

 

Next week

Next week's Hash is from Only Here for the Beer's (OHFB) pad at Maddicombe Farm, Maddicombe Road, Kingskerswell. The Hares are OHFB and Shitfaced. Bring cash for beer and food - burgers and sausages. Please post on Facebook if you'd like a veggie option and OHFB will sort something out for you, albeit, that may be hay for the horse!

On-On to next week, MP

TVH THE WORDS Run #2147

CIRCLE UP: Manaton Church car park

ON DOWN: Kestor Inn, Manaton

HARE: A scantily clad Beefy

 

Oh dear – yet again I’m guilty of tardiness with the words! My apologies to Beefy who laid such a great trail. In my haste to write them now (during my work lunch break!), I will no doubt struggle to do it the justice it deserves!

 

WHO WOZ THERE: x5 Ashburton Hashers (sorry I didn't catch any of their names), Pisswell, Forest, Piltdown, Georgy, Swinger, Devin, Billy, RtD, Man Pig, Psycho, Melon Picker, Beeflicker, AA, Slip On Me, Wet Jonny, Beeflicker, Deep Semen, Archangel, Smellie (although not in the Circle)

 

CIRCLE UP: We all headed, as we were told in the circle the week before, through a little green gate opposite the car park. Inside was the prettiest little cottage garden, and a beautiful old thatched cottage. By far the most 'commanding' view though was the hare in a bath! While Swinger and I debated whether he had anything on under all those bubbles, he told us a bit about the trail.

The walkers had two routes – one avoiding the inevitable long climbs that a hash from Manton would be famous for. There was also a long and a short.

 

THE TRAIL: The walkers and shorts headed out through the gate to the right, and the longs were directed left. We followed for about half a mile on a single track lane before reaching a back check. The last mark took us over a style and through a field and footpath back to the church, where we started. I think we then picked up the shorts, and headed north in the direction of Moretonhampstead. 

 

Plenty of woodland and serious climbs awaited, before a long descent to the River Bovey. I was grateful to have Psycho for company, where we discussed many varied topics including owls and camelbaks! Man Pig was just ahead of us and must have been suffering from a spot of earache!

 

When we reached the river, we had a series of boulders to negotiate in order to cross. Psycho being a climber gracefully leapt from one to the next. I made a bit of a meal out of getting across, which led of to our next subject of conversation – balance.

 

Our chatter had to pause though (Man Pig was probably most grateful), as the punishing climb up through the woods got steeper and steeper. At the top, there was a bit of respite before upwards again.

I was just starting to wonder if we’d missed Beefy’s “stop of sorts” he’d referred to at the circle when low and behold, there he was! Not in a bath this time, but in a dressing gown and slippers with a box of delicious homemade apple and blackberry pies. The beautiful little creations even had a hash footprint baked on to the top! Very impressive and just what we needed after that brutal climb (although Pisswell was disappointed not to have a water as well).

 

As we pushed on again, more uphill and Psycho and I had a new topic to discuss – how did Beefy get his car to the pie stop, when the track was so steep and so narrow? (I never got the answer to this!)

Beefy said it wasn’t far back to our cars, and he wasn’t wrong. Before we knew it we were there. Swinger, opting for the short with her two boys, had already left for the pub, so Psycho kindly offered me a lift there, saving me having to do an extra half a mile.

 

At the OD, other than Beeflicker (and the Ash Hashers who took their kids home) none of the longs followed us there for a long time. Turns out Smellie was MIA and there was a search party out to find her.

 

We stayed for a drink but then had to go as Swinger’s children had school the next day. So I didn’t see any of the DDs. Perhaps someone could update this post with those please?

All in all, a thoroughly enjoyable trail, thank you Beefy. And I’m very sorry once again for my rushed account of it.

 

On, on to… tonight!

 

Well Hopped

 Awaiting words.

Coombe Cellars this Monday

 Run #2148 Monday 28th September Circle up 7:15 pm from Coombe Cellars CP, Combeinteignhead, Newton Abbot TQ12 4RT , with Ollie. 

 

MONDAY'S DETAILS - note the circle up location

Run #2147 Monday 21st September Circle up 7:15 pm Manaton Church Car Park Manaton, Newton Abbot TQ13 9UJ

On Down: The Kestor Inn. Hare: Beefy

Parking is in the car park of St. Winifred's Church (£1 in the honesty box). 

W3W parked.defected.nerves

The Circle is through a green pedestrian gate into the garden of the thatched cottage on the main road opposite the car park. You will see it as you arrive.

 

TVH THE WORDS Run #2146

Who was there:

Hare: Archangel,

Psycho, Miss inn, Big End, Well Hopped, Strap On and Strap Dancer, Roger the Dodger, Pisswell, Beefy, Wetfart, Slip on Me,Able, Warmfront, Smellie, Coldtits, Man Pig , Forrest, Fukarwe, Swinger, Pollyfella, Devin, Deep Semen, Beeflicker, Jo

Visitors from Germany: Roger, Elizabeth, Reiner

Visitors from Portsmouth: Ram, Duck Butt, Herr Flick

Returnees: Pocket Rocket, Cheerio, 3sum

 

The venue: Tuckers Maltings

The time was: 19:15

The date: 13/09/2026

 

With all the news recently about threats of WW3 you would think it was all just scaremongering but it wasn't, the Germans had landed and the boat people of Portsmouth had launched their assault on the bar at Tuckers Maltings. The air raid warning had been activated and everyone indoors evacuated to the outside where 34 people came on parade to face the hare, whereupon there was a huge explosion of flour all over the ground, the place was a mess, it was chaos.

 

Upon the orders of the hare to 'run, run for your lives', everyone went running in all directions, screaming and shouting, apparently from Pocket Rocket who limped away with his knee hanging off from the rest of his leg. The longs veered to the left, shorts and walkers to the right.

 

After running over no man's land and through the trenches, the longs came to the B&Q roundabout where we broke off and fought our way along the shores of the River Teign until we got to camp Brunel and a little slow jog through the ruins and slums before going off road into the dark and dangerous undergrowth where we came to a halt. There was a VP, the Germans and boat people were already there and had claimed the territory as now part of Deutchland.

 

It was here that Swinger had to be saved as she tried jumping in the river to escape the army of English who were arriving. Having taken this island, everyone continued along the shorts until we came to Angel bridge where Archangel was on station, directing the longs and shorts to the left and walkers to the right.

 

Warmfront led the charge along the shores of the Teign, taking us all nearly.to Shaldon. Something was wrong, there was no flour seen for an age. Pisswell got onto the comms and radioed through to the Angel who was somewhere disposing of tons and tons of high explosive flour. The Angel informed us we had gone too far so we headed back, well, apart from Pollyfella, Miss inn and Fukarewe who made their own route past the sewerage centre.

 

We headed back, Jo falling in the river and getting wet up to her neck with Pisswell trying to jump in after her, so Beeflicker had to rescue them. 

 

We eventually found two huge arrows leading us into the jungle, how did we miss these you ask... well, we were following Beefy who was following Warmfront, so draw your own conclusions.

Upon exiting the jungle, we arrived at the third world area of Buckland where we were given our instructions to do some PT on the apparatus .... that's physical training Man Pig, not Personal Touching of Psychos T.i.t.s apparatus.

 

It was now so dark that everyone had their search lights on so they could see the way. After crossing the bridge over the A380 we did some back and forth of the trenches between the Teign and the carvery (this would have made a great beer and food stop). There was then some clear navigational directions for the OH through the slums of Brunel and back to the maltings for some well earned refreshments.

 

DownDowns were awarded to:

*Forrest for his big 90th birthday, good job he's deaf as the singing was atrocious.

*Ram for falling over not once, twice but three times due to forgetting his head torch.

*Man Pig for deciding that Psychos breasts were the apparatus he was going to work out with.

*Big End for looking after one of the boat people who had no torch, before. abandoning him in the dark.

And finally

*Archangel for an amazing trail, great turnout, virgin ground and for giving 34 people an amazing night.

On on

Beeflicker

BACK TO THE TAP HOUSE

Run #2146 Monday 14th September Circle up 7:15 pm from Maltings Taphouse, Teign Road, Newton Abbot TQ12 4AA with Archangel.

Parking in Osborne Street car park about 200 yards away and also nearby on the road. No food is served but we have been welcome to bring our own on previous visits..

 

TVH THE WORDS RUN #2145

Pink pony club

Hash no. 2145 on Monday 7th September 2026.

At Cordonford Farm, Poundsgate,

Dartmoor hill pony HQ. 

 

Who woz there?

Returnees AA and Rough as Fugh, Manpig, Forrest, Slip on me, Bobbiball, Pocket Rocket, Beeflicker, Swinger, Well Hopped, Big End, Pyscho, Warmfront, Pisswell, Beefy

The Circle: SMEllie asked for hares, ( oh no she didn’t, she wasn’t there!) Manpig assumed Pisswell was doing the words, Qutie and Peeble champed at the bit and then they were off!…….

 

https://youtu.be/adE4Tlar_jo?is=7YstJqy5n2tRJfk4

 

I know, you wanted me to lay

But I can't ignore the crazy visions of us here today.

And I heard that there's a special place

Where boys and girls can play ponies every single day

Was having wicked dreams

Of driving the ponies

AA and Rough as fugh

I swear they’ve come to see

She’d make her mama proud

She’d help her on this day

I’d see my baby girl

Start on her virgin lay!

God, what have we done?

She’s a hill pony girl

Who can ride to the pub

Oh mama, we’re just having fun

Showing off to the hash

It's where we belong

down at the Hill Pony Club

We’re gonna keep on riding at the

Hill Pony Club

You’re gonna keep on running, down in Trail Cordonford

I'm gonna keep on riding at the

Hill Pony Club, Hill Pony Club

Circle, and jaws are on the floor

Ponies in a carriage and a drive up to the moor

Most go, to Corndon on the lane

Meeting with the walkers w’thought we’d never see again.

Swapped like my wicked dreams

To ponies we could ride

We raced past Primms and then

To Dr Blackall’s Drive

It’s getting dark as night

Riding by torch headlight

Charlie and Alfie boys

We ride down to the stream

God, what have we done?

That’s my hill pony girl

Made you run through the mud!

Oh mama, we’re just having fun

Fish in Simons Lake, yes

It's where you belong, we’re in the

Hill Pony Club

We’re gonna keep on riding at the

Hill Pony Club

You’re gonna keep on wading, down in

Trail Corndonford

You can take your shoes off, at the

Hill Pony Club, Hill Pony Club

Don't think you’ve left us both behind

Closing in, by cantering

Mel Tor is where we’ll find

Hashers, at the view point there

We can hear your on on shout, it echos back to hares, saying

God, you’ve found our marks!

Were two hill pony girls

Doctor Blackalls is next

Oh hashers, it’s just getting dark

A quick loop of the drive

Just try not to look, down at the

big massive drop!

We’re gonna keep on riding at the

Hill Pony Club

You’re gonna keep on hashing down in Trail Cordonford

We’re gonna keep returning through the

Drift lane at Tor, back to the moor

 

Out takes:

Wow, thanks for people arriving early to get your little carriage ride done in daylight!

Sorry, to Manpig for extra time and mileage as he did the first ha ha totally alone! Oops!

Thank you for trying to rescue the lone fish in Simons lake, below Sharp Tor. It was deep and smelly, great stuff!

Charlie and Alfie ponies and the hares finally caught up below Mel Tor VP.

The darkness closed in as we climbed above Uppacott and returned OH. 

 

The down downs: The new landladies of the Tavistock Inn gave our odd bunch a warm welcome, including the pantomime horse, Lady Trotsalot of Postbridge, recent winner of the Christow show cross country. They provided some lovely sandwiches. 

 

1. First down down to Pyscho for wanting Beefy to carry her over the ford so she didn’t get her new trainers wet!

2. Next to Warmfront for running a Heller of a marathon at Haytor and beyond.

3. Rough as fugh for looking rough and being a returnee and dreading a down down! Gotta be done!

4. Next to the hare so AA was nominated by Pisswell, as she had been watching how difficult it was to drink out of a large horse bucket!

 

Thank you for coming such a long way in the dark and for lots of laughter.

On on to next week at the Tap house, Newton Abbot with Archangel.