TAPHOUSE FOR THE #2100

Run #2100 Monday 28th October 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.. 

 

 

Words for Warm Fronts hash Bridford Inn 20th October 2025

 

Having travelled the length of the Teign Valley ( Home of TVH3 ) we came to the diversion for Bridford. This turned out to be the longest, narrowest ,uphill diversion we had ever driven. When we finally arrived at The Bridford Inn, the car park looks almost empty, and due mainly to the weather, we thought it could be a low turn out.

 

Then out of the pub door in true hashing fashion came the pack of hashers, having had a pint or two before the run. At this point the hare Warm Front also appeared having rode her bike from home.

 

The circle was quickly assembled to listen to the usual dribble from Pocket Rocket and Man Pig. Warm Front then explained her trail and we were off. I walked with Pocket Rocket, Archangel and Forest, with Piltdown and Georgie doing a running walking kind of thing.

 

The long and shorts which included Beefy, Soapy, Pisswell, Well Hopped, Bigend , Man Pig, Swinger, Erection, Wet Jonny, Woodlend, Ernie, SMellie, Sam and PDM shot on by. The walk was well marked and had a serious amount of off road and so too was the long and short. 

 

On trail Forrest was heard to say he was not feeling great, so would take his sausage and chips home to eat. About an hour later after a couple of pints he was leading the down downs and generally conducting proceedings. Beer is definitely medicinal. 

 

Down downs awarded

Wet Jonny for omitting to a naughty weekend

SMEllie for falling over

Archangel for causing a hashers traffic que about 4weeks ago

Warm Front for a really great well marked trail

 

On On to The Tap House Newton Abbot next week. 

 

Melon Picker

BRIDFORD INN

 Run #2099 Monday 20th October Circle up 7:15 pm from the Bridford Inn, Bridford, Exeter EX6 7HT with Warmfront.

 

No joy at the Abbot this Monday?

Run #2098 Monday 13th October Circle up 7:15 pm from Newfoundland Way car park, Newton Abbot TQ12 1JZ with our hare Beeflicker. On Down The Abbot Inn*, 16 East St, Newton Abbot TQ12 1AG

*Up to 2023 when it changed hands, it was the Jolly Abbot.

 

 

 

Words for Soapy and Melon Pickers trail 6th October 2025

The True Meaning of Hashing

When I was laying the trail today, a lady said to me

“What is that white powder stuff you’ve laid beneath the tree?”

“Well”…… I said “It’s only flour, for a hashing trail tonight.”

She looked at me most quizzically, then, before she could take flight,

I explained to her about hashing, and what the signs all mean,

she asked a lot of questions, and sounded really keen.

“The whole concept of hashing is camaraderie and fun,

It’s NOT a race of who comes first, or run the longest run!

It’s NOT about how many miles they’ve done - one, three, five or eight

But, how many times they got a kiss through the kissing gate!

There’s more to hashing than the run, or counting up the miles

It’s all about the social side, and counting up the smiles.”

I said to her “There is a skill - in how to lay a trail,

everyone should start together, and finish without fail…….

within a few minutes of each other, no matter of their age,

ability, speed or fitness - a good trail should engage.

Lots of checks keeps folks together, this I must implore

on every possible junction draw a circle on the floor!

Arrows are a No No!! when they could easy put a check.”

(One blob and on is all you need, no need to break your neck!)

“It stops the Longs from running on and getting out of sight

It pulls them back to check on friends, to see if they’re alright!

Then, whilst the longs are checking out - the correct trail or a faux

someone stays upon the check, to kick out which way to go.

Shorts then have chance to catch up, keeping the pack as one

time to have a chat and laugh, making hashing so much fun!!

Lots of Long/short splits give them chance to change their mind,

so, if they take a route too far - they don’t get left behind.

Fish hooks, back checks and Ha ha’s, keep them running back to you

and gives the Longs the extra miles that they all want to do!

Calling “Onon” is essential, as loudly as they dare -

the ones behind then know the way, in the absence of the hare!

A re-group or a sweet stop gets the pack back as one again,

sometimes it’s a nice long break (or a short one in the rain.)”

“Drinking and eating afterwards is just as an important part

And getting everyone back on time is quite a skilful art.

The shorts don’t want to sit there, for ages on their own

with no one else to talk to, and start playing on their phone!

Or even worse they go on home and get ready for their bed,

when they could be sharing troubles or memories instead.

By laying lots of extra checks, and cutting down the longs

means everyone stays for down downs and enjoys the fun and songs.

And, if you’ve run with friends all eve, and not run all alone

You can award a proper down down, a good story you can hone!”

I tried my best to emphasise, the importance of keeping everyone together

And how the fun and camaraderie will keep us friends forever.

“ Your running club sounds such fun.” she said - But I shouted from the pub

“We’re a drinking club with a running problem, NOT a running club!!!!”

Onon Soapy xx

BACK TO BOVEY

Run #2097 Monday 6th October Circle up 7:15 pm from Station Road car park, 1 Station Road, Bovey Tracey, Newton Abbot TQ13 9AL with Soapy and Melonpicker. On Down The Bell Inn, Town Hall Place TQ13 9AA

Hash fare: sausage & chips or veggie spring rolls and chips at £6. Orders taken at the circle.

 

 

THE WORDS RUN #2096 by a press-ganged Strap-On

Who Was at the Circle:

Beeflicker, Big End, Well Hopped, Cheerio Beerio, Erection, ManoPause, Wet Johny, Piltdown Man, Georgy, Hornie, Pork Torpedo, Beefy, Man Pig, MissInn, Mishmash, Smellie, Soapy, Melon Picke, Smash, Roger the Dodger, 3Sum, Wet Fart, Strap-on

Late comers – Archangel Colt Tits

Circle

Piltdownman called order and mumbles something about this being Hash number two thousand and mmm,ooo,errr, something ish (maybe in need of elocution lessons)

 

In the absence of the GM Pocket Rocket (no doubt performing with his band, or perhaps just playing with himself — musically speaking, of course) Man Pig took over. Any announcements? Smellie requested for a Hare for Oct 27th (I think this has now been taken but I could be mistaken, so check future announcements on the FB page)

 

Manpig then tricked me into doing the Words (I’ll get my revenge) he then swiftly moved us onto the Hares to explain this evening’s trail. 3Sum advised a short of about 3 miles, longs about 5 with a number of ‘Hooks’, each should be run back to the Walkers who she & Cherio Beerio would be leading (they would know if anyone cheated). At this a shout of ‘a proper hash trail’ emitted from Soapy, so I’ve been Hashing now for all of 5yrs and only learnt this evening I’d been doing it wrong all this time.

On On out from whence we stood to the road and the 1st Check.

 

Arriving at the Check Manopause helpfully suggested I go left, I think Miss Inn went right, anyway the correct way was across the road past the Boat House’ bar and then on past the row of beech huts. Passing the walkers I did well not to trip over the lead of Ralph.

 

Along past the Beech Huts and despite my wheezing as I’m out of condition I could see the lights of Torquay over the bay (looks so much nicer from a distance). Then I find those leading the way coming back towards me as they had just turned at the 1st Hook and we all jogged back to the walkers where 3Sum advised to go back and past the Hook! At least I finally had some company. After this things went a little awry and we head down to the beach and along the beach we go despite no marks, Man Pig then appeared and led the way, aha he must know something we don’t so off we follow only to come across another Hook, well those in front did whilst Manopause, Big End, Well Hopped and a couple of others loitered by the road as there was also a check at this point. Back in the Park from where we had emerged 3Sum was on hand to send us back through the tunnel to the beach where Cheerio Beerio was looking after the ‘Sweety Stop’, said something about a nice place to admire the sunset but by my reckoning that was an hour past. Ralph of the ‘long lead’ was now off it amd digging his way to Australia

 

After some munching of sticks of Paignton Rock (from Blackpool but does that matter?) we set off up to the road and a little way toward Torquay where we turned left into some woods, the name of which I do not know. When we emerged from the woods, we entered a small play park where Miss Inn had climbed to the top of a slide but did not slide down, said Harriet wailed the rails are too tight and suggested Smellie try. Smellie felt that if she did the Fire Brigade would need to be summoned to lift her off, Aha the idea of a story for Down Down was forming here and was indeed used.

 

Off out of the park we found ourselves jogging along some streets (Cockington Lane maybe). Around here Beefy with another who I did not recognise on the longs passed and took a turn to the right for the Longs, for all of I’d say a millisecond I thought of following but fortunately that madness swiftly passed and I continued along the Shorts. So, I don’t really know how long the Longs trail was but since I drank a beer before they arrived at the pub it was the same as the shorts plus a pint

After a mainly down hill jog we turned left along Torquay Road where I actually passed Erection, progress indeed and then right into Seaway Road (passed the London Fryer which looked like it was doing a good trade) under the bridge and right again along Marine Drive and then finally right again back to the Embassy Tavern.

 

To the Down Down:

 

I had ordered the Cheeseburger and a Pint on Newcastle Brown as the Ales were not on, however for £10 a bargain.

 

Cold Tits arrived a little late and Shaken (not sure if she was Stirred) having taken a fall on arriving at the pub, I thought it traditional to take a fall when leaving but let’s not quibble. I think something a Shiner on the way, and I hope Cold Tits will be OK

 

Man Pig took up the reigns of RA having ‘Delegated the Words’

 

Any awards he enquires -Hornie had the Hashit Shirt having not reunited it with Soapy (I think that was the gist of her spiel). Hornie then awarded this to Manopause and I can’t remember for what but must have been well deserved. He dispatched beer as swiftly as I have ever seen.

 

Man Pig then produced a Badge and the usual game of guessing what number was on this, eventually he got the answer required of 200, so who could it be?? ‘Twas Well Hopped and so a beer was drunk swiftly (but not as Swiftly as the previous) to a ditty from Pork Torpedo.

 

Any Stories cries Man pig – I stand up and repeat the tale of the Slide. As Miss Inn was living up to her name of not being present in the pub it fell to Smellie to take the fall and downed the beer to another ditty from the Song Meister.

 

Man Pig led a cheer to the pub for having us, this having fallen of deaf ears we tried again, the lad in charge of the bar was oblivious to this whist arranging cutlery Man Pig moved on to award a beer to the Hares, 3Sum was well into her red wine and declined and well Cheerio Beerio is well known for avoiding beer they nominated Manopause for missing all recent Xmas parties – he then proceeded to consume said 2nd bee faster than I have ever seen.

 

So, these are my Novice words and apologies to any mishap or other I missed

To the seaside!

 Run #2096 Monday 29th September Circle up 7:15 pm from the Embassy Tavern, 3 Colin Rd, Paignton TQ3 2NR with Cheerio Beerio and Threesum.

Words for hash #2095 by Judge Mental

Thanks to Beefy for laying a trail that could only be described as 'the big tease.' An anticlockwise route around the bounds of Ashburton, 5 long/short splits gave plenty of opportunity to take a quick route home (more on that later), and with a long run of 11km (though some made 14km), down downs aplenty, new hash names, and welcome back to returnees Erection and Manopause. This one had it all.

Who was there:

Able, Beefkr, Erection, Forest, Georgy, Hornie, Beefy, Judge, Manopause, Melon Picker, Missinn, Missmash, Pisswell, Piltdown, Pocket Rocket, Pork Torpedo, Smash, Strapon, Strap dancer, Warm Front, Wet Jonny, Woodlend, Sam and Harry [jungle bunny]., Judge Mental

 

Pocket GM introduced the hash, reminding all about the curry night next Friday. I am sure Weatherspoons featured in the announcement too!

 

Determined not to lose sight of his staff for fear of thieving hash-dermeanours, he ran with it all the way round. Like a sword in each hand, and hair like a viking warrior, who would dare mess with this Rocket!

 

The length of the hash and various long/short splits clearly took some planning and laying, as the whispers of concern for Beefy grew louder as he stumbled over his words to describe what was before us. Was the trail laid with chalk or flour? Was it 3 and on? How many splits? Which way first? The poor chap seemed exhausted before we started. Confession enlightened he had re-run the route in chalk, for fear the flour had already been kicked out. 

 

Start we did, heading away from town centre, and quickly veered to the right though locals' well walked fields, back to the North East tip of Ashburton, before looping into Bore Wood. The first long climb led us up and away from the town. 

 

I have learned in hashing terms, that if you don't see a flour mark for half a mile, something's probably gone wrong with your powers of observation, rather than the trail itself. Myself, Miss Inn, Pocket Rocket, Wet Johnny and Pisswell scratched our heads. Pisswell shot off down a lane, while the rest double backed with Pocket mumbling 'yes I think I may have seen a mark just down here by the stile.' Sure enough we found the stile, found the mark, and not before calling back Pisswell, we resumed the trail, On On!

 

Wet Johnny took a short, leaving Miss Inn running solo following overgrown hedgerows, Pocket's 6th sense came into play as he was certain we were being followed. Sure enough Man Pig joined this group, while Piswell and Pocket dropped off the pace and were not seen until the pub. More on that later.

 

As I write this I have to confess to not having a clue where exactly all the long/short splits occurred, who took them, and how many variations of the same hash were possible in one evening. But through darkening streets and paths we strode, head torches straining to find the marks, then like an archangel at the crest of a hill, Beefy appeared, to keep us on track, counting off his hashers one by one. On On.

The route led its way back towards Ashburton, and with the Bay Horse virtually in sight, and the promise of wet refreshments, when lo and behold another long /short split. How cruel. What a tease. Without a word, we headed on the long, away from town (again). Inside, if I'm honest, I was grumbling just a little! 

 

The route ended along a section of old railway line (so said Man Pig), before weaving through town to return to the Bay Horse

 

While all were sinking their pints and enjoying the warmth, Pocket Rocket and Pisswell finally arrived, Pocket clearly suffering from his own 14km run to celebrate his 50th hash and longest long. His staff, once a sword in two hands, now served as walking poles on his final legs home!

 

Down Downs

Beefy - In the boot for a bootiful trail

Pocket Rocket - for achieving his first 50 runs, and completing the long.

Warm Front - for suggesting Beefy's backup chalk marks resembled hieroglyphics.

Strap Dancer - for presenting herself at a hash with virgin shoes

Able Seaman - for achieving her 1000th hash run.

Erection - for wearing a hat that didn't fit, so Pisswell suggessted he drink out of it!

 

The mess on the floor was the perfect position for the naming of Harry, Brenda's (Pisswell) son. He appears every year for a month or 3, then disappears back to the jungles of Borneo. 'It's only an hour from Singapore' he says, omitting the 10 hour route through tracks that Ordnance Survey could not describe. 

 

Now named for hash purposes only - Jungle Bunny! Hopefully we'll see him again next Spring.

I do solemnly swear and affirm that the events described herein are as best as I can recall.

 

Judge Mental

NEW PUB!

Run #2095 Monday 22nd September Circle up 7:15 pm from adjacent to the Bay Horse Inn, 64 North Street, Ashburton TQ13 7QG with Beefy.

Parking in Kingsbridge Lane CP off North Street (see map below). As reported in the words, the OD is a wet pub so bring your own if you require food.