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Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low

RunDateHare(s)DescriptionMapRef1:500001:250001:10000
Run 57819 March 2006Tigger and the Sweaty ButterflySlindon Park Lane SU960077

The day boded well with bright sunshine (come to think of it is there any other sort?) and the location well marked. Mussolini was almost on time and so the JMs just had to wish a visiting Aussie resident and another from Bognor (perhaps new member Francis?) a warm welcome and then the hares told us a few lives and we were off hunting down the trail. A nice trot through the wooded area and then out onto the road before finding another check just next to a sleeping Alsatian (dog). The trail obviously led across the field so I charged off with gay abandon (we are not doing that joke as we did it in 1994) followed by Bambi to the falsie. Meanwhile wiser members of the pack (and by wiser I do only mean by comparison to other hashers) doubled back and along the roadway.

We jinked into the wooded areas and promptly lost our bearings.

There was a check with a few falsies and as the season is still without much greenery pack members were taking honourable shortcuts (with the aforementioned Aussie resident even boasting of this in front of the JM!).

We climbed up a small hill to find a check with a multitude of trails and after taking all of them found that a big loop just gave the hares a chance to beam contemptuously at our efforts and smirkingly indicate that ‘you should not have gone down there’. The pack were being kept together in an efficient manner as we came to a check near the roadway and then on to the next stopping point - a large P. This stood for photo opportunity.
Bambi then did his David Bailey act with the pack looking fetching in T shirts hugging their lithe and athletic bodies due to the perspiration (sorry about that, my mind was elsewhere). However Eva decided that England is still too cold for a T shirt and insisted on wearing a thermal jacket over her fleece, both carefully zipped up to the neck.

So photo taken the pack stumbled on to find the next check and falsie had been sabotaged. That did not stop our brave pack because we never pay attention the signs in the first place.
The trail led downward for once and the smell of chariots began to fill the air. However these wily hares had more tricks up their sleeves.
They even had the cheek to get us close enough to SEE the chariots and then take us back away from them and in a loop before allowing us finally to stagger on in.
The pack were not too unhappy though, as it had been a wonderful run, the sun had shone and the trail was well laid.

That being said the hashit had to be awarded. The Ref pulled out his little nomination book and began to reel off the culprits. There was even a photo hashit picture taken so that they could see how we do things back in Aus... but in the end it had to go to Bambi who tripped up in front of the JM not once but twice!!!

So with towel wrapped around him he graciously accepted the hashit.

Good day, great run, well done the hares!

Humble Scribe.

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