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Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low

 
Run 428: 2nd July 2000: Woolbeding Common
Hares: Joyce Porrit, David Enticott and Peter Colgate.




All the usual suspects lined up on a warm morning with big ominous cumulus nimbus but luckily not precipitous. The usual lies were flawlessly delivered by the seasoned hares and off we went leaving the tailgate of the hare chariot wide open. Later we were informed that this is a new theft deterrent, after all if the door is open there can't be anything worth stealing, right. A bit like the Hare's instruction, the mouth is open but there is nothing worth hearing.

Heading north from the CP zone we were immediately into some sketchy checking with a few short falsies which were quickly dispatched as we headed down the slope then due east under Telegraph hill. Here we were treated to a sort of double backcheck thats hard to describe, so I wont. The net result was that a goodly portion of the pack were led up two steep uphill falsies in succession, Steve having the honour of reaching the top of both and doing his Meldrew impression. By the time we were directed in the right direction, on down and north, things were getting hot and garments were being shed. Jan V was the first to start stripping soon followed by Steve who was now running topless. Down through the meadows and to a simple check near Upper North Park farm where yours truly managed to destroy the gate post, luckily the venerable master was on a shortcut and Alan was able to make a temporary repair so I didn't get booked for an offence (pardon the pun). Up the black tarmacky road and into a lightly wooded area where the check has us stumped, with falsies in all conceivable directions. Cometh the hour, cometh the man, and that man was Steve, who swiftly solved the problem by overruning a falsie, unfortunately in full view of Venerable Master. Meanwhile, just for the hell of it, a hanfull took the real trail which was parallel but through deadly brambly nettley itchy scratchy stuff. From here we headed west awhile thru new planting and back into dense deciduous shade via a green tunnel of high bracken, great. Paul was now up front and appeared to have the scent of home in his nostrils, being able to choose the right trail at almost all the remaining checks. Unerringly he headed south and back to the western side of Telegraph hill like a homing pigeon to face that last big climb up to the CP.

Yet again the ceremonies were in the CP with Jan V's almost topless running being pipped by Steve's shortcutting. The re-hydration excercise was then carried out at the pub in Stedham

ON-ON Jan H.

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