Run	Date	Hare(s)	Description	MapRef	1:50000	1:25000	1:10000
Run 580	16 April 2006	SuHu & Old Faithful	Wickham West Walk - South CP	SU596121

The Easter Bunny had smiled upon us and sent a beautiful spring day for our Easter Hash. I was fearful of being awarded the hashit for turning up late but as usual Mussolini managed to trump everybody by being even later than usual.

We gathered together to hear JM Sweaty Butterfly give the worst possible Easter joke and then the hares sent us away. The first couple of checks came quickly along and the pack was moving with speed and zest. The trail was a fast one and the few hills that were thrown at the pack did nothing to dampen the spirits or hold these hardened athletes back. We kept overtaking a couple of large Newfoundland Hounds out for their Sunday walk and the owner seemed baffled at how we could keep getting lost.

Tree stumps and branches kept tripping the pack up and if fact Heather managed to tumble in front of the hares but was forgiven as everybody was after the brown gold in them that trees - Easter Eggs!!!

It is strange how the pack suddenly become interested in checks when there is a prize to be had at the end of it. It makes you renew your faith in human nature. Probably Queen Elizabeth cottoned on to this when she said "Anybody fancy risking life and limb for Queen and country? (silence) "Oh and there will be prizes to be won!" (small children killed in the rush to sign on) Oh greed is a wonderful thing it builds empires and inspires hashers. So the day wore on up hill and down dale (or just around the wood but that does not sound as good) and the pack gathered even more eggs and even more mud.

One of our newer members, Francis did risk getting the hashit by stripping off to reveal clothing that looked suspiciously like pro running gear but in the end got away with it as there was a more obvious contender. As time wore on those who felt they knew where they were began to mumble about chariots and true enough after sprinting up on last hill the pack saw not only the chariots but a nice Easter spread of drinks and Hot Cross Buns! This made them put on a spurt and they soon forgot about the £1 parking fee that had upset the more financially challenged amongst them (well everybody actually).

So thanks were given to the hares and their families for the great trail and the food and then Paul our blood doctor was given the hashit for reaching over the head of your vertically challenged scribe to steal some eggs. So Justice done. A great day for one and all. On On! Humble Scribe

Paul our own blood doctor had been given the hash name of Vlad. However of late this did clash somewhat with Vladimir of the Czech Republic. As we hope to see Vlad again sometime and as he is often referred to it was suggested that Dr. Blood may be a better hash nickname for Paul (reminds you of an old Hammer Horror film) Mussolini said ‘ I like that’ and with that seal of approval ringing in my ears I took it to the naming committee. Stephen Hawkins and the Dalai Lama spent hours arguing about the meaning of a name but in the end Lord Attenborough said "It seems a rather good name darlings" and that was that - so Dr. Blood it has been amended to be!

Humble Scribe.