After The Eskimo and I had laid the trail we came back to find the car park full of car that were not hasher! Upon enquiry they said they were GOC - an outdoors rambling group. What is the G? I asked.. Apparently it stands for Gay Outdoor Club. Why you need to be gay to go rambling I do not know, or why if you are gay you need to be in a gay club to go rambling I do not know. You see little things like this fill my mind which is why I never get anything done and find the world such a confusing place. So a typical hasher.
When the pack finally arrived the hashit was taken BACK from The Ref and reawarded to the Bognor Belles for missing out on carrying it last time.
A few quick words and then we were off. As it was a fit and athletic pack a small hill climb started the proceedings off until the first check. Vladimir then decided to carry on up the hill after a long falsie but that was his problem! Sweaty Butterfly however found the true and rushed back down the hill to the next check where Tigger and the Can Man were waiting having been given inside information. So a few choices and then onto the next check where Patch went for a very long false run which gave everybody else time to catch up. The pack were soon on their way going up ever up. The next few checks were standard fare of a crossroads with three false and one true until a T junction was reached. With only two choices Heather managed to chose the wrong one leaving Mr. Bean to lead on down the hill to the next check and then after that on to the regroup.
This was a tough time as the hashers could see the chariots but it was made clear that this was NOT the true trail. So scurrying around Spiderman was sure that it was across the road and up the hill (well the falsie was) but the true was up the road to the next really long and hard hill (hashers are tough and gritty individuals and we thought they would appreciate this). After puffing their way to the top (how many stopped to walk?) the true was found which led down the other side of the hill. The next check gave a chance to go right down the other side but Hornblower was having none of it and chose the option of running along the side of the field. Another couple of checks and back to the main drag where a few hashers were saying "Have we been here before?".
The obvious trail was straight on but Bambi was not fooled and went the long way around and on to the true which in turn led to a trek through the forest where some hashers got a bit lost. After due consideration we decided to get them as it would have depleted pack numbers to lose them. Just a couple of more checks and the On In was spotted and the pack hurtled down towards the chariots with Whispers even managing a sprint finish.
The JMs nearly awarded the hashit to a LADY for bad language but in the end Bika took it for asking directions from a horse!!! Even worse he got the correct answer!!!!
A pleasant day with some nice hills and fun for one and all!