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Run Number: |
1237 06/08/01 |
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Venue: |
Calleva Arms, Silchester |
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Hares: |
Mr. Blobby and Gut-bucket |
TT2 Zebedee Florence Scrumper Potty Flash Larry Twobob Twincam Cycological Georgina, Dumper Chopstix Gusset C5 Handful Drexel Auntie Squeaky and her man Mrs.Blobby Cheating Lynda Dribbler Butterfly Paddy Clepto Haystax GBH Whitefang Brenda Wally Clogs Circuit-breaker Spex Captain Y-fronts Baldrick Easyrider Harimau Tacky Incider Kundun Misbehaving Uptake his lover her brother Tina Spunky Honeymonster Old Fart Dwight family Cerberus Anorak Trainspotter Arkell Bev Greenfly Barbara Nippontuck Zocko HeyBabe Shaginajag Centaur Mick Wally Foghorn Shirtlifter BGB Eth Salome Motox Steamer Chuck Toucan(from Sunshine Coast, Oz), Scandal (KL Harriettes) Spot Mafia Ms Whiplash Stan Septic Utopia Neil Heather Karl aka Sooty Judy Bollux Steve Lee
So many people, so many loops, so much confusion – it was just another manic Monday hash (cue song). Unusually the TTs arrived just in time to miss the ON-OUT but we soon caught up with the pack who were dithering in the woods much to the hares’ delight. Squeaky was making an all too rare appearance deftly avoiding ruts and mud. Georgina was doing the same by riding on Cyclogical’s shoulders. Drexel was out of retirement for the second week “running”. It was good to see WhiteFang from Milan and Brenda actually on the hash not just in the pub. Passing the gossiping Gusset and Chopstix my ears were soon greeted by the sound of Wally ranting. I resorted to shutting a gate in the face of an indignant Incider to gain some ground! As we crossed the boardwalk and up a small hill I spotted the wonderfully bronzed and blond Arkell – a real ad for the Jersey Tourist Board. Obviously in need of a holiday she’s just off to Mexico to top up the tan. Of course it was false up the hill so back we went with calling from all directions. Chaos ensued. Greenfly and Barbara who were loitering on the edge of some trees to our left disappeared into them. Mr B was emphatic that we shouldn’t go that way so it was full steam ahead to the beer-stop joined by Mrs.Dwight and some walkers en-route.
At the RG Honeymonster was doling out the beers at
considerable speed. Chuck had been there 20 minutes – some like Motox and Spot
were noticeable by their absence – lost on home territory! Motox later claimed
that he and 5 others were the only ones to follow the whole trail - so how come
they missed the beer stop?! There was talk of “a vision in blue with a satchel”
who kept calling ON the wrong way. Clepto was accused as was BGB but it was
agreed that neither fitted the bill by any stretch of the imagination (even
TT2’s!). Suitably refreshed all but the SCBs coasted off through a gate and
down a path. Many of us, including Zebedee, were having too much difficulty
keeping up with Georgina to be bothered whether or not we were on. We weren’t –
the pack reversed back to the RG to try again. Meanwhile Clepto had to answer
an urgent call of nature “Dumper-style” in the woods. He emerged relieved but
alone. Being a Bourne Valley hasher he was soon lost so had to ask the way to
be told it was over 4 miles back along the road to the pub!!. Back on the trail
it was gloomy in the woods but suddenly there was a bright flash as we crossed
a stream. TT2 exclaimed that it was a speed camera and immediately slowed down.
It was Spot who had reappeared to snap some of us as we negotiated the wet
stuff. To Spex’s dismay there was more water to cross. GBH’s advice was to
become Welsh so that you could walk across it. Dumper said “If you do it
quickly you won’t get wet” – the mind boggles! In spite of Gutbucket’s best
efforts to lead us astray we were soon ON INN. It was a great hash for keeping
everyone together (well almost). Some of the FRBs got back after me – the
hallmark of a good trail. On
On. Florence
The short cutters hung around the
1st check waiting for those daft enough to be "real" runners to find
the trail. No problem, Mr Blobby doubled back across the green and shouted
"that way for the short cutters"" and pointed in the opposite
direction to where the ON ON was being called, (never mind!). Paddy led the
way, dragging Madam Butterfly off at a fantastic pace with Dribbler, Mafia,
Greenfly, Barbara, Salome, Whiplash, Haystax, the Dwight family et al following
at a more sedate pace, all glad they were not at the end of his lead! The trail
here was easy to follow, (there wasn't one!), and we were soon joined by the
"runners". This was to be the way it went throughout the Hash, SCBs
were directed in one direction and the main pack off in another and we kept
meeting up - good trail laying by the Hares? - I don't think so, just good luck!
Crossing the first road and into a wood, Haystax, with his head in the clouds,
stumbles over a log and falls on his axxe with his legs in the air - not a
pretty sight.
The SCBs eventually caught up with the rest of the Pack on Silchester Common. ON ON was being called from so many different directions, that we got the usual response from Drexel, "Oh sod the trail, where's the beer stop?" Hashers were running everywhere, mainly in circles, "we've been here before" said Salome, (bright girl!). Centaur stormed past us in entirely the wrong direction, "Oh let him go, he's fit," sighed Dribbler, (caring soul), and promptly put his foot into a bog, (serves him right!). "This is the only sensible way to the beer stop" shouted Mr Blobby, pointing to the path consisting entirely of mud, (excellent), and in the opposite direction to where Spot, Sky Diver, GBH, Flash, Fat Git, Centaur et al were still calling ON ON!, (but not BGB, more will be said about that later). It should be noted that our glorious GM spent this part of the trail, strolling along with her mates, discussing her forthcoming social engagements, (an example to us all). SCBs got to the beer stop first so IT IS worth shortcutting isn't it? After beer down throats was over, the SCBs were rounded up by Mr Blobby, so Madame Butterfly, Incider, Mafia, Mrs Uptake, Dribbler, Haystax, Hey Babe, Annie and others were shown the way home, (there's a song in there somewhere!!) It was muddy, it was steep, but above all it was peaceful, none of those rowdy fit buggers, racing around, screaming and yelling and getting sweaty SCBs never sweat; and we returned to the pub fresh faced and radiant! Mafia
RA C5 presented the following Down Downs
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Name |
Reason |
Style points |
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Uptake’s lover, her brother and his lover |
Birthday, new-comer and virgin |
Brilliant performance by Tina – the brother’s lover! |
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Drexel |
His return was deemed to be responsible for the large turnout |
No problem |
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BGB |
Not calling |
Had a concoction in the potty which he guzzled with aplomb -.obviously well-practiced |
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Steamer |
Wimpishly avoiding rough hashers and puddles |
Some spillage but into secondary glass round his neck for later enjoyment |
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Karl |
Renamed Sooty because of his extremely dark luxuriant mane |
Will certainly have to SWEEP the flour out of his car after this. Clogs thought white highlights a great improvement. |
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Gut-bucket and Mr. Blobby |
Hares |
Gut-bucket drank his easily but Mr B was guilty of severe beer and wife abuse. He threw the beer at GBH but got the surprised Mrs Blobby in the face |
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Chris ,the Pub-landlord |
He and his kids constantly heckled from an upstairs window |
Extremely slow but redeemed by singing our praises |
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Run Number |
Date |
Grid Reference |
Venue |
Hares |
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1239 |
20/08/01 |
796679 |
Old Leather Bottle, Near WOKINGHAM |
BGB |
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1240 |
27/08/01 |
452646 |
The Bowlers Arms, Falkland Cricket Club, WASH COMMON |
Cyclogical and Twincam |
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1241 |
03/09/01 7:15pm |
905576 |
****** NB Venue
Change ****** Military Museum,
DEEPCUT on B3015
Thai on-on |
Cheating
& Chuck |
19/08/01 11:00 Cycle ride from
Goring Station. See BGB or Motox for details
CURRY RUN on Wednesday 22nd
August – see Mrs Blobby or Utopia