Run	Date	Hare(s)	Description	MapRef	1:50000	1:25000	1:10000	Aerial
Run 583	15 October 2006	Pancsi and Sarah Enticott	Elsted Church	SU816196

It is always a bit daunting when you start at the top of a windswept hill as you realise that there is a 90% chance that there will be a bit of down and a lot of UP!
We were joined for the first time by Tracey from Chichester Runners who was treating it as a rest day before she and Sweaty Butterfly went off to do the Abingdon Marathon.
Telling us it was a rest day would have made certain of the hashit if it were not for her hash virgin state.
The hares then cheered us up by saying that it was wet, muddy, long and hilly because as we know, a hasher is incapable of telling the truth and that made it an even bet for a dry flat short course. What do I know about betting? On 50-50 odds I would probably lose the hyphen as well. They were telling the truth!!! Hash historians note this date....

So we set off to the first check which had a dubious falsie well over 100 metres long which was a problems as we were halfway through explaining the rules (sic) to Tracey at the time. The trail cut back and down the hill and over a stile to meet up with walkers who were shortcutting their way along the trail. A check and across a field and then up (and I do mean up) a hill which left most of us breathless. At the check a few of us gathered waiting for the JM to call a regroup before ascending the next mountain range that was laughingly called a hill. Old Faithful had bounced along ahead (show off) by virtue of the fact that he had guessed the correct trail and the pack followed on like sheep. (well, breathless sheep).

After another couple of checks which Bambi manfully undertook (fool) the trail began to go down a steep path bringing the pack to a walk (they did not need much persuading). The demanding trail was made even worse by Bambi and Hash Flash exchanging Doctor jokes for 10 minutes causing some hashers to consider throwing themselves over the edge of the hill and down the ravine.

Eventually the downhill stopped and we began to wend our way through the country side until some began to get the scent of beer in their nostrils.
Our senses did not deceive us and sure enough we soon found two grinning hares leaning on the pub wall telling us that the chariots were just through the pub garden and across the road.
Even though running through and past the pub was a cruel torture, the pack endure it and found their way home where JM Sweaty Butterfly read out the nominations.

The hashit was awarded to Hash Flash after the JM had let slip that he 'Had not had it for a while!'. Seems a fairly lazy way to award such a prestigious trophy but ...... heigh ho, it is probably as fair as any other reason. A good trail in a great location, congratulations to the hares. Remember to ask Sweaty Butterfly how she did on the marathon next time we all meet!

Humble Scribe.