Run	Date	Hare(s)	Description	MapRef	1:50000	1:25000	1:10000	Aerial
Run 626	3 February 2008	Pancsi, Godiva and Steve	Slindon Park Lane	SU960077

"Would you mind all gathering together please" said Hash Flash, rather like sergeant Wilson, as we shivered in the overcast windswept clearing. There was a "welcome back" for Silvia and a big hello to Steve, virgin Hare and Hasher.
Pancsi delivered his sermon, one regroup for "obvious reasons", and we were about to sprint off as usual when Hornblower and Sweaty Butterfly arrive.

A short jog to the first check did nothing to help us warm up as we made our way north to the pond and then east and up the hill to a check by the pub, now we were getting a bit of a glow in our cheeks.
The way back towards the college proved false so we headed up hill and found trail up Mill Lane.

At the brow of the hill it was east and down into Baycombe Wood, this was all a bit too easy, like in those westerns when the cavalry officer says "it's too quiet trooper", and it was. Leading the way was Mr Pastry, Hash Flash, Sweaty Butterfly, Jonh Nash, Old Failthful, Silvia in that order....( I made a note of it). A couple of checks later we were heading south, back towards the chariots and what looked like a short outing. But then everything went "pear shaped", or more accurately "coil shaped" as we found ourselves doubling back to the first check in wood.
It was a well executed disorientation, so good that some of the pack (and you know who you were) took the short way round to the big check at Downes Barn, where Sinbad and The Gnu were better late than never.
There was a bunch of falsies here, but eventualy we found trail along Butt Lane and down towards the College. The old stagers guessed that the regroup would be at the curved wall where we always take snaps, and so made their way directly there to wait for the rest to find their way.

After snaps, it was a conventional run down the hill and all the way round Dark Dale back to the chariots.
After a round of applause for the Hares, the JMs were critical of Mussolini for being mafia like and threatening to break a JM leg if he got the Hash-it, and of Pancsi who had dared to accuse a JM for overrunning a falsie, and of Sinbad and The Gnu for better late than never.
The Hash-it went to Mr Pastry for having the temerity to suggest that a JM should look up the rules of hashing "on the web" and then compounding his guilt by kneeling on a copy of the Hash-sheet... unbelievable !.

Over to The Spur for rehydration and chat, where the carrot and corriander soup looked good and the woodsmoke was luverly.

Bambi.