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Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low

 
Run 514
26th October 2003
Peter 'Torchy' Maisey and Graham 'Old Faithfull' Dowdell
Upperford Copse, Wickham SU 587138
From Chichester, A27 then M27 until jct 10. Turn north onto the A32 toward Wickham. Continue on A32 past Wickham until Roebuck Inn (approx. 1 mile north of Wickham church). Take left turn immediately after Roebuck Inn.
From Portsmouth, take Southwick-Wickham road, then turn right onto A32 at Wickham Church. Continue north on A32 for approx 1 mile. Take left turn immediately after Roebuck Inn.
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Virgin Territory now there is a phrase that you do not hear very often in the Chichester pack. After 20 years of running around aimlessly we thought that we had run everywhere but all of a sudden Torchy surprises us and comes up with a copse in the middle of nowhere! We began to gather and spent time doing 3 (or in some cases 10) point turns to head back down the lane when we were all done. The hares let us all waste our time and then told us that the lane had two ends and we could just carry on and turn right to take us back to the pub. On such a nice day we could not bear any grudges and after a brief word from the only JM present, the hares told the usual lies and we were off. However the hares incurred the wrath of the JM almost immediately for having a check within sight of the chariots! A couple of falsies and the pack were soon on the trail. Your Humble Scribe taking part as walking wounded found that it was possible to keep up with the pack. This means that (a) recovery is in sight (b) the hares had laid such a brilliant trail that the pack was kept together (c) the Chichester pack are not the finely honed athletes that we had been led to believe guess which? The trail went in a vaguely clockwise direction crossing a road where there was a regroup. After looping around the forest and back across the road the hash then had a p group (like a regroup but near a toilet). A couple of ladies took advantage of this and whilst they were inside the pack ran off and left them. It didnít work they found the pack again and caught up just in time to come back to the same place as it had been a big loop. A small boy watching all of this had kicked away his football to watch these strange yellow beings shouting and stomping through the undergrowth as it was obviously more fun than kicking a football and/or his small sister.

Back through the copse and then a check where the hares gave a choice to tired hashers. Wimps, wounded and wasted hashers were given the opportunity for a shortcut to the chariots and tough, rugged, hardened hashers were back on the trail for another loop. So sensible headed on in and the macho boys and girls did the full course. A pleasant run through a new area with the pack kept together well done those hares. Back to the pub where the most bejewelled barman ever seen took our orders.

Oh well On On.
Humble Scribe

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