After a very wet night Sunday dawned sunny and warm. Arriving at The Spur car park in plenty of time before the off a walker (Sue Oliver) drove in and was quickly seconded to join us instead of a leisurely walk. Our numbers were increased by The Can Man's harem, all three of which had run with us before.
Once again we were down to a single J.M. Invisible, as Splasher, who still had the Hash-it, was absent The normal welcome was made by. Invisible, who after a special welcome back to Jan Hill, handed over to the Hare for the day Whispers. He informed us that the trail was laid the day before and that it had not been checked that morning after the rain. So after cheering us up by saying the trail was not as long as last time, he led the way out of the car park and northwards up the road past the styles to the track to the right.
After a few checks it became obvious that we were not only having to cope with .Whisper's cunning trail but also the lack of flour. This made checking more difficult, as often we would not findany sign of a trail until the next check and with the dappled sunlight even more care was required. Of course, as true hashers, no complaints were made and we just accepted the situation!!
We were convinced, at the notorious five way split, to head off towards the quarry only to be! called back after over running a washed out falsie. The true trail went through the cutting to the left, a track we rarely use. This turned out to be a very large loop with many checks and slippery, chalky falsies. This Sinbad and I found out when we overran another three dots at the top of a hill, only to turn back when we had reached the road at the bottom.
Coming back to the five way split after an hour, we were convinced that the trail would now lead us towards the quarry and then loop down towards the bottom track, but no. The true trail was the one we came in on. The only exception being the ON-IN leading us! over the fields and styles back to the chariots in 1 hour 10 minutes.
Back at The Spur's garden we rearranged their seating lay out, as we grabbed twenty chairs from the tables and formed a large circle where we were joined by The On-Pres and Mary (Mrs. Can Man).
I tried to persuade Jan Hill to awaken his literacy skills but unfortunately he declined for now, but maybe he would next time Scribbles has a holiday.
Many thanks to Whispers for an enjoyable, challenging hash without any prizes at the end!!!. Those who received them last time will know what I mean, ask The Panda.