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Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low

 
RunDateHare(s)DescriptionMapRef1:500001:250001:10000
Run 53023rd May 2004Old Faithful and PruAmbersham Common X Roads SU910190


It just seemed too good to be true. A nice warm day. A quiet and secluded location and soft running underfoot. Yes, it was to good to be true. After a short preamble we were told to go and find the trail. Not like last time when we were led in first class style, this was the budget airline approach - you want a trail - you find one. However even though some hashers got it wrong the trail was found and it was of course up.
The pack began to wend their way through the woodland and before very long came to some nice open heathland. The problem with heathland is that it is flat and open and on a hot day some members of the pack may get sunburnt. I only mention this as certain people (Bambi) were seen applying sun tan cream before the run. What was even worse was the fact that such softy goings-on did not incur even a mention when the hashit came to be awarded.
So the pack scrambled on through the heathers and into light woodland areas with large roadways of sand. This is an excellent training area for horses but it becomes a bit difficult for hashers who think that any sight of sand should be hand in hand with buckets and spades.
So we struggled up and down these hills of sand looking for spots of flour.
Somebody did see one but as usual it was only a trick by the hares to make us run even further up the wrong trail.
On one occasion we did come across a muddy wet section and my heart did a leap of joy at the thought of The Panda ending up all wet and muddy but it was not to be and somehow she still finished looking fresher than when we started. So the day wore on with The can man beginning to despair of getting any reasonable haul of cans and the pack beginning to perspire in the warm sunshine.
We did begin to think that we were heading for home as Bambi and Derek sped off down a trial which went on for quite some time before it was realised that nobody else had come with them.
The pack had been diverted in the direction of the chariots and basic North / South / East / West skills were used to get us back home.
We crossed the road and even the dimmest of us realised that the end was in sight (and we’re not doing THAT joke).
A couple of options were open to us and I trotted slowly down one trail to see the legend ON IN on the ground. No sooner was the cry left forth from my lips than Patrick with all the enthusiasm of youth bounded by like a politician chasing a vote in a marginal constituency.
Again no mention of things when the hashit was awarded but there was a fair amount of justice as it was awarded to Derek who can now carry it over the hills on the next occasion.
The JMs called us to order and after the hashit was given out they reminded people that we should all let them know if we are to bring a pud or a main course.
Such things are important to hashers you know.
Well a lovely run on a beautiful day - well done hares for organising the weather. On On


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