Home
Contacts
Notices
Diary
Hash Trash
Hash Flash
Venues
Links

Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low

 
RunDateHare(s)DescriptionMapRef1:500001:250001:10000
Run 54010th October 2004Derek Attewell and helper Bambi - Barham station carparkBarnham Station SU958044


New Snaps


Mr. Bean and Bambi (aka Derek and Jan) greeted a smallish pack of happy hashers in the wind in a deserted car park. They began to enthrall us with stories of mad women they had met whilst laying the trail who accused them of being Arab terrorists. (We have told Bambi to shave before hashing). As it was Mr. Beans first trail the jury was out and waiting to pass judgement.
So without much preamble we greeted Richard and Caron and then set off to find the trail. Yes - find the trail - the miserable hares did not even gives a decent On. A few false starts and we were on our way heading back down the road towards Eastergate. At the first check we headed up into the wilds of Barnham around the housing estate getting thoroughly lost. Old Faithful was far in front seemingly knowing where he was going but the pack was kept fairly closely together.
We emerged in a big circle on the north side of Barnham and headed north. This was to be the last we saw of Barnham for a long time. A very long time. A very, very long time.
Up the road and at the check a chance to get into the bushes (which some of us needed) but it was a bluff and so on we went. Hours later we came to another check which by this time was in the middle of nowhere with trails leading to nowhere. Cheshire was keen to scurry off down the lane but Spiderman showed his low cunning and found the trail which doubled back on us and took us across the fields. At the next check, newcomer Caron commented that the check was in the middle of a lane with no turning off of it. What was the rule about checks?
The concept of hashing having rules threw me completely and if we had been anywhere nicer I would have had to have a quiet lie down.
So onward ever onward with Hairbrush and Pancsi checking out false trails aimlessly until we looped around to come out in the village of Walberton.
Walberton is a nice and picturesque little village. In fact itís only drawback is that it is a long, long way from Barnham where we had left the chariots and by now it was 12.00!!!
So around the village and up a private driveway (which was strange as the hares had told us not to go up private driveways but stick to the trails). Eventually back to the fields where Mr. Bean said that a farmer had ploughed over the check (probably on purpose) and therefore we needed assistance in finding our way (as usual).
After a few more hours we began to smell train oil and coal smoke from the nearby station (well not really but I just wish that it were so). In reality we began to come back to Barnham and Mr. Bean assisted us finally to find our way in.
The pack came home happy and exhausted after a very long run (did I mention it was long?)
However a nice steady jog through pleasant countryside.
The hashit was awarded to The Can Man who did not mind as he apparently had a bumper haul of the can front (its amazing what keeps people happy).
Many thanks to the hares for an entertaining (and long) run.

Humble Scribe

on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on-

Home
Contacts
Notices
Diary
Hash Trash
Hash Flash
Venues
Links
Last Updated: 09 May 2017 | e-mail: | Chichester Hash House Harriers | design: