A WARM WELCOME FROM TVH3

Welcome to the Teign Valley Hash House Harriers of glorious South Devon. You are guaranteed a warm welcome and a great hash experience. We are the 'Party Hash' and we run from pubs all over Torbay, Dartmoor and the Teign Valley every Monday evening at 7.15pm. Our trails are marked with flour, chalk or sawdust and take in woodland, streams, byways, bridle paths and rolling countryside. We cater for all abilities, you needn't worry about keeping up, a leisurely walk with others or a good paced run if you're fit - you choose. The run duration is anything from 30 minutes to an hour and the distance is normally between 3-6 miles depending on whether you decide to take a short or long trail. Your first run is free, so come along and give it a go! After the run hashers enjoy a drink and food in the pub. On many occasions, the pub will lay on a 'Hash Menu', food specially for hashers.

WHAT TO EXPECT AT YOUR FIRST HASH

Starts soon after 7:15 pm each Monday.
The Grandmaster will gather the hash together in a circle and welcome Virgins & Visitors to TVH3 and inform the group of pertinent news or upcoming events.
Hares will announce details or the trail, number of long and short splits and regroups.

Down-Downs - sometimes at the circle but usually in the pub after the run. Hashers and harriets (lady hashers) have a half pint and under age hashers have a soft drink or water. If you are driving, just ask the RA for water.

A Down-Down is a means of punishing, rewarding, or merely recognizing an individual for any action or behavior. Once awarded, the downdown must be drunk without pause, otherwise the RA may take action!

Individuals may be recognized for outstanding service, or for their status as a visitor or newcomer.

Down-Downs also serve as punishment for misdemeanours real, imagined, or blatantly made up.

Such transgressions may include: wearing new shoes, pointing with a finger, or the use of real names rather than hash names.

Hash Names

The use of real names (nerd name) during an event is discouraged, and members are typically given a new "hash name," usually in deference to a particularly notorious escapade, a personality trait, or their physical appearance.

Members are named after attending the hash on several occasions or if something noteworthy occurs to prompt a naming.

Other hashers may share stories or observations about the individual, with the final name being chosen by general consensus from all suggestions put forward by the hash.

NEWCOMERS TO THE HASH
Completely new to hashing? Don't know what to expect? Worried, shy or nervous? You needn't be as all newcomers or virgins as they are known, will receive a warm welcome. When the hashers are called to make a circle - about 7:15 pm each Monday, the Grand Master will welcome all hashers and after various notices about forthcoming events etc are dealt with, he will ask if there are any visitors from other hashes or virgins present. You will be asked to come forward and be introduced to the hash. A tip to remember, don't wear new trainers as these are frowned upon by the RA (Religious Advisor) and will incur a sprinkling of flour over them. That's all there is to it and you can then step back and enjoy the run and the social get together after in the On Down (the pub). Whatever your pace, there are certain to be others who will keep you company along the trail. Walk, jog or run - it's up to you.
Hashing is all about making friends and having fun, so just turn up any Monday and have a go.

Monday, 2 September 2024

TVH3 The Words for 26th August 2024

Trendlebere Down middle car park

Run No. 2035
 
HARE: Beefy
 
Who wuz there: Beefy, Shitfaced, Man-Pig, Hotlips, Zoot, Pisswell, Beeflicker, Ernie, Slip-on-Me, Wetfart, Runner Bean, Peter (Runner Bean's brother), Piltdown Man, Georgy Porgy, Smash, Melonpicker, Soapy, Miss-Ing, Miss'Ing's daughter, Justin, Dylan, Ollie, Wide Receiver and returnee Red Rum and one virgin whose name I'm afraid I don't get who was brought along by Slip-on-Me
 
Circle
Another bank holiday. what would the turnout be? Not bad actually....23. Beefy's Facebook directions to the car park were inch perfect, 0.2 miles past the cattle grid so no-one got lost en route to the Hash. The return to the Dolphin would be a little more complex as the road had been closed off at the roundabout so we all had to loop around via the swimming pool road.
 
Shitfaced welcomed all to run number 2035 and asked if either Zoot or Hotlips had anything to say about this weekends TVH3 40th anniversary weekend.....nothing! All sorted then.
 
No Smellie so no update from the Hare Razor but I think we only have 30th December to fill.
 
Shitfaced asks the long time absent returnee and a virgin into the Circle. He purloins Beefy's flour and welcomes both in the time honoured manner....a liberal dusting of flour on their trainers. Talking of trainers, Shitfaced was sporting a new design of super light running wear. I think that they are called flip flops and he still managed to get to the sweetie stop before anyone else.
 
Over to the Hare, who was a little red in the face as he'd only just arrived back from laying the trail. Beefy explained that tonight's trail was not so long; about four and a half for the Longs, three and three quarters for the Shorts and the trail could be as low as two and a half for the Walkers BUT....only if they heeded the marks. 
 
Beefy then proceeded to put two new style marks on the ground - a " "T" and an "XX". I think the idea was that, if you wanted an ultra short, simply walk through these marks.
 
Trail
The trail crossed the main road and into Yarner Wood and the first of three Long/Short splits. The Shorts and Walkers carried straight on whilst the Longs went left and down the broad track that leads down to the Southwest Water pumping station. 
 
Runner Bean, Beeflicker, Justin and Dylan were runaway FRB's with Man-Pig and Peter chasing hard. Also on the longs were Miss-Ing and Ernie but we didn't see them again until we were back at the car park.
 
For all things that go down there must be an equal an opposite part of the trail that goes up. 
 
Sure enough, just after running through the SWW car park, the trail diverted onto a narrow upward path before opening onto a wider track. Peter succumbed to a stitch and slowed down just before we overtook Slip-on-Me and friend. 
 
The broad track was initially flat and then dropped a little before a sharp U-bend where we passed Soapy, Melon Picker and Ollie. 
 
A little further on, we passed Zoot and Hotlips just before arriving at the second Long/Short split. A sharp left and downhill for the Longs on what proved to be a large loop that took us back to this L/S split to rejoin the Walkers & Shorts' trails.
 
At the bottom of the Longs' loop, I caught up with Beeflicker, Justin and Dylan and stayed with them for the rest of the trail. Runner Been was well out in front and all of the checks had been kicked out.
On our return to the second L/S split, we caught up with Red Rum just before the final L/S split. The last Long took us around the western periphery of Yarner Woods before we again rejoined the Walkers and the Shorts. 
 
Once again, we passed Slip-on-Me and friend, Ollie, Melonpicker, Soapy, Zoot and Hotlips in exactly the same order as we'd encountered them previously. 
 
We dropped down to a semi-open area where some Dartmoor ponies had congregated. They would have made a good photo had we stopped.
 
In next to no time, we were at the sweetie stop where we caught up with Shitfaced, Miss'Ing's daughter, Piltdown Man, Georgy Porgy and, of course, the Hare. We were treated to three varieties of Haribos and then the final trek home. down, down and down a broad track where we nearly overshot a tiny bridge to our left.
 
We now embarked on a climb up and along a narrow path and through a gate onto a wide grassed track. this was the final downhill and back to the gate whence we originally entered Yarner Wood. It was 8.38pm. A short but thoroughly enjoyable run and no need for torches. Time for a beer!
 
Down-Downs
Forrest-Stump had got waylaid at the Lustleigh show where Perry & Mitch had won the dog racing competition so it was down to Man-Pig to RA.
 
For a change there we're quite a few awards present from previous weeks.
 
First up was Hotlips who had the Hashshit shirt. This Hotlips awarded to Red Rum. Her misdemeanour(s)? Forgetting what almost every Hash mark stood for. Despite calls for red Rum to remove her top she sensibly wore the bio hazard over her blouse. "Hold it in your hand Mrs Murphy"
Wide Receiver has the Checking Chicken hat from Cheerio's Hash a fortnight ago. This he gives to Peter (Runner Bean's brother) for getting lost on trail and then getting even more lost after seeking some misdirections from a passing motorcyclist. This subsequently dictated that Pisswell had to go out in her car and rescue him from Trendlebere upper car park. A note for, "The misguided one".
 
Shitfaced has the Jesters' hat. This he awards to Pisswell. this is not for being a knight in shining armour and for recovering a young man (Peter) from Trendlebere upper car park. This is for suggesting that they stop at a lay-by on the way back.....should have brought the camper van! A note for "The sex pest".
 
The RA was just about to give the final award to the Hare when there was a shout from the floor. "Justin has yet to be named".
 
There were some suggestions based on his Christian name along the lines of "two inches" but his profession is a potter. The unanimous vote/roar was for Wedgie...after Josiah Wedgwood. The RA gets Wedgie on his knees and duly anoints him under the powers invested in him by the great Hash God...."urbi et orbi I baptise you and from this day on thou shalt be known as Wedgie".
 
The poor Hare hadn't had a drink but he was a tad thirsty after spending the evening running around for 13 miles so he was appreciative of the last half pint of water. Some people are so easily pleased.
 
Next week
Next week's Hash is from The Moorland Hotel with Slip-on-Me haring. Bring your torches as it's just beginning to get dipsy now after 8.30.
 
On-On to next week. MP

Saturday, 24 August 2024

TRENDLEBERE DOWN CP

Run #2035 Monday 26th August Circle up from Trendlebere Down C.P. Nr Bovey Tracey with Beefy.

What3words: intersect.slave.locals
 
On Down The Dolphin 1A Station Rd, Bovey Tracey, Newton Abbot TQ13 9AL
 
EATERS PLEASE NOTE
If anyone wants to eat from the menu, they must notify the pub by Sunday. If they want cheesy chips, they can inform the pub on the day.
 

 

Run #2034 Monday 19th August

Circle up from Heatree Activity Centre, Manaton
 
With Pisswell
 
FLINTSTONES HASH
 
Who Wuz there?
 
Pisswell, Beefy, Piltdown man, Georgie Porgy, Checkmate, Leyton, Oscar, Beth, ManPig, Forrest, Smellie, Beeflicker, Satnav, Wet Johnny, Johnny (the Wet Jonny Imposter wearing matching coats), Runner bean, Peter, Ernie and Cory (grandson), Strap on, Gaffa, Goldfish, Cheesy Nipples, Chessy Helmet, Coldtits, Elisa, Jonathon, Miss Inn, Soapy, Melon Picker, Palmolive, Andy, Sarah, Wetfart, Artful Dogger.
 
(Hope that’s correct as I couldn’t see very well by the firelight, nor could anyone)
 
Circle:
In the absence of a GM, Piltdown Man welcomed hashers to circle around the fire pit in the middle of the round house at Heatree. Manpig bravely ran through hot smouldering coals to make room for others and we all smelt smoky pig from there on.
 
A young virgin was announced and dealt with in the usual way! Returnees Gaffa and Goldfish ( I think) were welcomed back, although there were others just too frightened of joining the inner circle.
Lurking in the dimsy light were also Cheesy Nipples and Cheesy Helmet, not seen since their award winning Sandridge Barton wine tour hash last year.
 
Hare raiser Smellie only has one date left for “the last day of the year”, Dec 30th, if anybody wants to lay a trail.
 
On to The hare:
 
Pisswell thanked those who had worn Flintstone outfits and invited them to the inner circle. As Smellie was as yet undressed, the winner would be decided later. A free grout ( Rugglestone currency) would be awarded to the best fancy dress, which could be exchanged for a pint for the winner.
 
Pisswell explained the normal 3 trails. She had forgotten her tablet of stone to read from, so made up some distances, each one longer than the other. She had got very cold and wet so although there were some checks this week, they were only one and on. After Cheerio Beerio’s great swim at the beach success, there would again be time for a quick dip, no swim wear required!
 
The hare had left her square wheeled bike available for hire but had decided to take her hastily made cardboard car with enamel plated steering wheel. (Petrol not yet invented!)
 
The hash left to an on-on chorus of yabbadabbadoo!
The trail:
 
 
📷
Yabba-dabba-doo!
Flintstones, at the round house
It’s the hash tonight for Teign valley
From the town of Heatree
Virgin ground wrote down in history
Circle in the Stone Age house we meet
Dressed up, now whose outfit can you beat?
When you’re with Teign valley
Have a yabba-dabba-doo time,
Best fancy dress time,
we’ll have a Flintstones time
…………
Lit up by the lights there
Pisswell (hare) will tell you all the way
All go to Heath-er-Combe
And then “make your choice”, what’s she will say
Walkers take a quick way if they like
Or bor-row the hare’s old square wheeled bike
Shorts go to Nats-worthy
Whilst the longs go up a steep hill
A bitter sweet pill
A Heathercombe steep hill
……………..
Pointless! You’ve the same place
Some more late as it is plain to see
Crossing the same road there
(Locals call it gate at Nats-wor-thy.)
Let’s run down the lane towards Jays grave
All will join to see her resting place
When you’re choosing splits there
Have a yabba-dabba chew time
A quick dip in time
A crunchy crisps old time!
…….
Walkers to the left there
Whilst the others look up Bowerman’s nose!
Shorts straight on to Blissmoor,
Whilst the longs go right up to his toes
Sneeze blows, Bowerman is full of snot
Blissmoor is now bog, with tors on top
On home to Heatree now
Have an on downs Rugglestone time
At Widecombe time
We’ll have a great old time!
We’ll have a gay old time!!!!
Yabaa-dabba-doo!
 
Out takes from the trail:
Coldtits arrived late and then got lost on the Heatree grounds before the start!
Wetfart had a lift up the first hill and then asked if the rest was all downhill!
The first hill for the longs was endless, causing Pisswell to wheel spin when she stopped to offer oxygen from her car!
 
The resulting downhill through a bog (in an eerie Dartmoor mist) was I imagine pretty hard core as the hare was pretty scared laying it. Even brave fire fighter Cheesy Helmet said he left deep skid marks!
Natsworthy gate seemed to go without incident but the quick dip did cause a little confusion! Kitty Jay turned in her grave as she hosted crisps, bread sticks, Doritos and a selection of dips, so why were hashers taking their clothes off? Beefy and Beeflicker had barely anything on!
 
The split at Jays grave was getting late. Most walkers could get off road to Cripdon Down South Tor and then home. shorts and longs went to varying views of Bowermans nose. Lovely to see some photos of the heather and gorse there. And sorry, I must apologise, but the maniac cloud burst earlier at that point, had caused the hare to climb down over steep rocks from Hayne Down North Tor and just shelter in Bowerman’s nasal passages (nasal hare) and not give a shit! ( meant to say that at the circle). So bit rubbish there.
 
Jonathan tried out Manaton road a few times (nice pub, the Kestor) and then decided to go through Blissmoor with everyone else. The hare had snipped away the brambles, flattened the bracken, hoovered the ticks, sponged the bog so it was quite easy in the oncoming dark!
 
Eventually, all returned by phone light but with firefighter Cheesy Helmet leading the rescue mission of Cheesy Nipples, Pisswell, Manpig and Elisa (super hashos), and rescuing Ernie and Cory, Coldtits, Jonathon and Forerst. (who was already at the pub I think!) Please let me know if this was correct. Hope I didn’t forget anybody! Is anyone still out there?
 
The down downs at the Rugglestone:
The latecomers came in to an empty pub! Had they all gone home? In fact, there was no room at the Inn and they had been offered a lowly outdoor shed for the miracle of all getting home in one piece!
 
Unfortunately, some hashers had chosen not to stay as their welcome had not been fitting of the importance of their mighty conquest! All jokes aside, I am really sorry about that.
 
The pub had provided free down downs though, although they took some time for the hare to obtain. Maybe that’s why the RAs Forrest and Manpig forgot to thank the pub for the beers and they wouldn’t have heard us anyway!
 
Manpig was an amazing songmeister but I can’t remember what we sang so I will make it up or miss it out.
 
First up was Beeflicker who had gone off piste into an angry farmer's field.
“Here’s to the piste taker, he’s so blue….”
 
Strap on had noted Beefy and Pisswell had swapped matching hash t-shirts. Beefy had said that he was “unable to pull it off without help!”
“Here’s to the pulled off….”
 
The hare, whose hash was “too dry”, “too much sun”, “too flat”, “too much swimming”, “too many graves”, or some thing like that, was given a down down. She asked if the longs were exhausted from the hills. Had they preferred it up? Or preferred it down? As there was a quick recovery from all involved, everyone appeared satisfied!
 
And then to the free pint for the best dressed. As Smellie was not in the running anymore, votes were given for Wilmur Coldtits, Caveman Beefy, Cavewoman Pisswell and then Forrest. Winning by the most decibels was Forrest, who looked great swinging a huge mallet and club and wearing a black wig and dead rabbit skin waistcoat! He not only won the grout for a free pint at the pub but awarded himself the remaining down down!
 
Before leaving, he amused us by the tale of Archangels missed down down from the week before. Apparently, whilst paddling his kayak (and offering his David Hasselhoffs lifesaving ability) at Cheerio Beerios hash and dip in the sea, he was so swept away by the skimpy bikinis and thongs that he mislaid his paddle. So he is now dobbed in and definitely up the creek without a paddle!
 
Next week: Beefys hash at middle car park at Trendlebeer down, with the on down at The Dolphin at Bovey Tracey (That’s Bovey, Shitfaced)
 
On on to next week or ….
Yabbadabbadoo!
Yabbadabbadoo!

Saturday, 17 August 2024

BACK TO THE MOOR

 

Run #2034 Monday 19th August 7:15 pm circle up from Heatree Activity Centre, Manaton, Dartmoor, Devon, TQ13 9XE with Pisswell.
 

 
Proceed past Hound tor rocks, take the next left at Heatree cross and the Activity Centre is on the left partway up the hill.
 
YABBA DABBA DOO!
Please come along with Flintstone themed outfits if possible.
On down is the Rugglestone. down in darkest Widecombe in the Moor. 
 

 
 Rugglestone baguettes for Monday. Also available egg and bacon. Please phone in your orders yourself on 01364 621327. Don’t forget Flintstone outfits if you can! A pint to the wearer of the best outfit x

TVH3 The Words for 12th August 2024

Torquay Athletic Rugby Football Club

Run No. 2033 - Teapot's return!
 
HARE: Cheerio Beerio
 

 
Who wuz there: Cheerio Beerio, Man-Pig, Shitfaced, Archangel, Hotlips, Zoot, Beefy, Pisswell, Forrest-Stump, Perry, Beeflicker, Squeaky Bum, Fukarewe, Ernie, Corry? (Ernie's grandson), Slip-on-Me, Ablesemen, Wetfart, Coldtits, Psycho, Runner Bean, Plonka, Roger the Dodger, Well Hopped, Ned, Melonpicker, Soapy, Palmolive, Strap-On, Strap Dancer, U-Bend, Polyfella, Miss'Ing, Wet-Johnny, Manopause, Wide Receiver, Wigwam, Mrs Sheen, Bobbiball, Miss Piggy, Satnav, Andy, Beth and virgins Peter (brought by Runner Bean) and a lady whose name I'm afraid I did not catch....and finally a big welcome back to TEAPOT!
 
Circle
Well, I pretty much missed the Circle. Like a lot of other Hashers, I was somewhat bamboozled by the parking arrangements. 
 
Fair enough, the Hare had advised that there were only about 10 free parking spots at TARFC....but where were they? They were immediately next to the clubhouse; the boundary between free parking and pay parking being delineated by some railway sleepers. 
 
The early birds comprising the Hare, Shitfaced, Pisswell, Forrest, Wide Receiver, Strap-On etc had bagged the free parking. For the others it all got, well, rather confusing.
 
First we had to identify the free and the not so free parking areas. Then we had to interpret some confusing signage regarding the parking at the Recreation Ground i.e. what if any of the parking spots were set aside for uses of the Recreation Ground (I didn't even know that the recreation ground and TARFC were one in the same). Then we had to work out how to pay. 
 
There didn't appear to be any ticket machines. Hence no way to pay by cash or card only. The Instructions on how to pay for your car parking seemed to require a combination of internet access and a credit card. 
 
Miss'ing couldn't access the Ringo app as she had a credit card but no mobile phone. Others had cash but no card. The preferred method of payment was by use of the Ringo app and registering a credit card. This, of course assumed:
 
1. that you had a smart phone
2. that there was decent signal strength
3. that you either had your credit card with you or could remember the number
4. that you were savvy enough to download and use the app
5. that you were comfortable with registering your credit card details on the app
 
This was all a bit of a faff and caused Cheerio Beerio no end of problems as one Hasher after another asked how do do this or that in relation to the parking. 
 
In fact, Cheerio was getting a bit flustered by it all. Some Hashers decided that they would double & treble park in the 10 free spaces and eventually got about 15 cars squeezed in. For others the cost and the faffing around was just too much. They simply moved their cars and parked on road.
 
For those that did use the Ringo app, the icing on the cake was, what I assume to be, a hidden fee. I assiduously followed the instructions on the Ringo app and registered my credit card. I paid £3.75 for three hour's parking as advertised. However, the app then bills me for £4.10. I had a good look at the parking signage and it looks as though there is no method of paying other than by the app. Hence the advertised prices constitute fraudulent misrepresentation as there does not appear to be any means of paying only the advertised parking charges without incurring a handling fee......or perhaps the advertised prices are out of date and the current fee is £4.10? Can anyone throw some light on the 35p discrepancy?
 
Eventually, I made it to the end of the circle and missed any announcements. Piltdown Man, Georgy Porgy and Smellie were absent so no update on Hares but I think we're pretty OK for the foreseeable future.
 
It was over to the Hare who promised us some nice viewpoints and then fibbed about distances and directions. The Walkers' was about 1.5 miles; the Shorts' about 3 and the Longs' trail about 5 miles......allegedly. There was a sweetie stop and an opportunity for a swim (near the sewage outlet!). There was a single Long/Short split.....err plus the one at the entrance to the rugby club.
 
Trail
Wide Receiver was obviously paying less attention than I was and spent the first mile off trail. For everyone else, the Longs' turned right out of the car park and the Shorts' and Walkers' turned left along the seafront towards the centre of town.
 
The Longs went on a loop up Rathmore Road then left along Goshen Road, across Walnut Road, right along Rosery Road and Sandford Road before a U-bend into Millbrook Park. Up Mill Lane and onto Avenue Road. 
 
Up to this point, I was with the tail-enders on the Longs'; U-Bend, Soapy and Palmolive. By the time we crossed up to Chestnut Avenue and dropped onto the footpath between Torre Abbey and the Riviera Centre, I had caught up with Strap-On, Ernie and Pisswell. 
 
The trail took us across Torre Meadow (the bit without the Fair on it) to rejoin the Walkers' and the Shorts' trails along the seafront. Then it was left and up Shedden Hill Road, across the zebra crossing behind the site of the old Palm Court Hotel (long since been demolished and replaced with seafront bars and restaurants) and up onto Rock Walk.
 
Was this virgin territory for TVH3? I'm sure Bluebird will enlighten us.*
 
I have certainly done Rock Walk with AshHash a couple of times over the past two years but I don't recall ever having been up here with TVH.
 
At it's highest point, a VP had been marked. The sun is out and there is barely a cloud in the sky. We are treated to a spectacular view across the bay towards Brixham. We also have an eagle's (Seagull's) eye view of what is happening down at street level....including the FRB's heading back towards the rugby club. It was well worth the climb.
 
The descent took us down opposite the theatre and onto the promenade where we caught up with the Walkers. 
 
We followed the marks along the promenaded, zig zagging between tourists, young and old. 
 
Soon, "Man-Pig - stop". I had nearly overrun the sweetie stop. But this was no ordinary sweetie stop. This was a well orchestrated opportunity for a swim.
 
The pack divided into swimmers and non-swimmers. The landlubbers remained dry, nibbling Cheerio's titbits and taking in the view. In fact, Ablesemen and Slip-on-Me looked quite the part sat on their blue and white striped deckchairs.
 
"Enjoying your holidays my dears?"
"Oh yes".
 
For the swimmers, the initial shock of the cold soon faded and we had a job getting them out. 
 
Archangel had brought his kayak and was making sure that Hashers didn't get too ambitious and swim out too far. Beefy looked for all the world like a tourist on the Riviera. He had obviously been out in the sun whilst wearing a vest and he was now showing off his white bits. All he needed now was a knotted hanky on his head and he'd be a dead ringer for a 1960's tourist in Torbay.
 
Despite a thorough screening of all the Harriets exiting the sea, Man-Pig concluded that the winner of the wet T-shirt competition was Wet-Johnny.
 
Forrest decided to take on the role of hash-flash and snapped a couple of photos of the ensemble gathered on the beach whilst a wet Psycho decided to give a dry Man-Pig an unwanted wet hug.
When we got back to the rugby club, I did offer her the Hashshit shirt to dry herself with. It was declined. I can't think why.
 
Dip and nibbles over, it was back on trail. We continued along the promenade and then dropped down onto the beach for a couple of hundred yards before arriving at the Walkers/ Long & Short split opposite the rugby club. 
 
For the Longs and the Shorts, it was another drop onto the beach and then a climb up to Corbyn Head on the footsteps behind the beach huts....another piece of virgin territory. 
 
Beeflicker snapped a photo of the war memorial at the site of the Corbyn Head anti-aircraft battery.
The trail continued southwest along the edge of the A379 before an arrow had us crossing another zebra crossing and heading up Cockington Lane. 
 
The FRB's comprised Beeflicker, Beefy, Psycho, Well Hopped and a struggling Pig....too many sweeties at the sweetie stop. Another almost U-turn and back along Hennapyn Road and back to the rugby club.
 
There endeth the run. Yes, it was almost all road and no checks......at all. 
 
But this was more than made up for by the views from Rock Walk and Corbyn Head and the fantastic sweetie/swim stop.
 
A sterling solo effort by our Hare Cheerio Beerio....you can lay again!
 
*TVH has been along the Rock Walk in the distant past. A nameless hare once led the pack a merry dance in there with hashers colliding with each other on the sharp bends. 
 
Down-Downs
Back at the clubhouse, the undoubted highlight of the evening was the return of Teapot. I do not know who was more pleased to see who. Teapot has made a noticeable improvement over the past 10 days and came outside to witness the Down-Downs. 
 
Before the DD's, he told us how much he had missed us all and to thank all those that had been in contact with him.....we've missed you too Teapot....a lot.
 
It was also time to say goodbye to Wigwam and Mrs Sheen as they were returning to Poland early the next morning. Come again soon. It's always great to see you.
 
And then it's time for the Down-Downs with Forrest presiding.
 
The first up is U-Bend. He has the Shithead Hat. This he awards to Cheerio Beerio for getting in a fluster regarding confusing instructions as to how to pay for parking. There is only beer on the table so she elects for a glass of water instead. "Here's to the flustered one...."
 
Man-Pig was going to give the Hashshit shirt to the Hare for the absence of any checks. However, now that the water's gone and only beer left, he will have to find another candidate. Hence he turned his attention to a group of non swimming Hashers of a certain age. 
 
For some reason this group, who comprise Ernie, Strap-On and Fukarewe, are edging ever so slowly towards the southwest. What is the attraction? There nothing over there apart from three young women in the world's smallest bikinis trying to get on a paddle board.
 
"What paddle board?" pipes up Hotlips. Immediately, Man-Pig is gifted with the answer to his conumdren:
 
"To whom shall I give the Hashshit shirt?"
 
The Hashshit shirt immediately flies into Hotlips' arms for not paying attention at the swim stop.
"Here's to the short-sighted one....."
 
Another incident of short sightedness ....but what for & to whom? Cheerio Beerio reports on a very athletic hasher, but one who must be a little short sighted as he completed the first mile and a half completely off-trail. Didn't you Wide receiver? A note for the short-sighted one for the second time.
There is a story about an elitist Hasher who didn't want to swim with the main body of Hashers. So, he found his own beach for a private dip.......Roger the Dodger. A note for the elitist and a half pint of ale.
Shitfaced comes up with a wind-up story. He has convinced Forrest that his car has been clamped. Forrest panics and rushes over to his car. It is not clamped. "A note for the anxious one" or some such thing.
 
Next week
Next week's Hash is from somewhere near Manaton with Pisswell as Hare. Accurate details to be posted on the TVH3 Facebook page.
 
On-On to next week. MP

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It would be appreciated if those hashers that pay £1 a week when they attend rather than the £30 a year subscription could bring their one pound to the circle and pay Pisswell before the run. It is not much fun for her to chase hashers in the pub for payment. Many thanks for your cooperation. 🙂

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HASH SUBS 2023

This years membership, which is due now is £30 Alternatively, you can pay £1 per week when attending. Samantha Zimbler Hash cash Threesum. On line payments Account name: TEIGN VALLEY HASH House Harriers Sort Code: 55-70-01 Account number: 69068186 Reference: your hash name

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EXPLANATION OF ARCHIVE TVH3 SITES

GREATHASHGOD: A dedicated site (presently mothballed and serves as archive content only) with all TVH3 content. Mostly photos from each Monday's hash but also some video clips. Named after our Life President Pottsie.

PRECONDEROTOUS: Containing the entire archive of TVH3 of some 1000 vid clips and over 5000 posts and photos. Started on November 11th 2007, the site is active with Bluebird's personal content but the archive content is fascinating and preserved, well worth a look.

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Previously unreleased clip - Vicky's naming from the Sea Trout

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