The usual suspects gathered at Freeman Towers for the 2007 Hangover Hash along with a few lost souls from afar - Ian and Joan from the Midlands, Louise over from France, Becky with small offspring, and Alex who has not been for ten years (which was a relief as we last saw him on a falsie and assumed he was still lost).
The briefest of preambles and the for the last time the JMs handed us over to the hares and we were off. We knew exactly where we were and where we were going so after turning left and finding it was not down the trail behind the houses and also running around the housing estate, a half dozen trusty souls realised that the pack had departed and we were left behind. We scurried this way and that until joined by Mussolini, The Panda saw Bambi waving in the distance.
We charged on to catch them up, which was not difficult as they were running falsies around the old madhouse (how apt) and we caught them at the next check.
Tracey Slade suggested ‘this way’ but after her last efforts the pack did not have a lot of confidence in her trail finding abilities. "Well it can’t be this way" said Mussolini as we just short cutted across there to catch up. An open admission and still no hashit!
The trail led around the back of the city to .... the river. A falsie over the nice dry bridge and then the true trail into the water, which most of the pack declined prompting an out burst of soldierly language from Sinbad which earned him a hashit nomination!
But we were not done with rivers. Again the River Lavant in full flow had to be crossed and some gentlemen offered the ladies a lift (it is to be noted that Hornblower gave his daughter Katherine a lift but left the wife to flounder, so guess who didn’t get a Sunday dinner that afternoon?). The Ref, being no gentleman pushed The Eskimo and your Humble Scribe over causing a splashing fight to erupt. The to top it off as Sarah was crossing the river she pulled your Humble Scribe into the river and then dived in to try and gain the sympathy of the pack. She has a different story but who is writing this?
We then charged across a field of sheep who insisted on following not the pack en masse but Mussolini. I make no comment here, it is just too easy.
On to Centurion Way, around a field and soon back into the alleyway at the rear of Freeman Towers to see the On In.
A muddy pack trudged in but were soon cheered up by a spread for all to savour.
The JMs then made their farewell speech (Well done those JMs for a great year) and awarded Spiderman Hasher of the Year complete with trophy and gave Sarah the hashit that day for trying to con the pack into believing she was pushed into the river and for coming to the hashit with no dry knickers (thanks Dave ‘Hairbrush’ Barclay for that). They then passed the honours over to Dave (Pancsi) Enticott and daughter Sarah who are our new JMs for 2007. Remember run 600 is on the 4th of February.
On On. Humble Scribe