Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low
|Run 627||17 February 2008||Mr Pastry (Jani) and Old Faithful||Hambledon ||SU643148|| || || |
A bright bracing morning greeted a fair size pack in the village carpark
where Can Man was demonstrating how to mate a Merc with a Volvo.
We had a few new faces, Helen, Ali ("I would rather be fishing"), Sasha and Natasha?
(not sure about that last one).
The briefing was suitably brief, something about a bit of road work, watch out
for chariots etc, usual stuff and then something about using our own initiative in calling regroups.
Sorry, rule 243 specificaly states that the Hasher and Initiative cannot be mentioned in
the same sentence.
The On-Out was simple enough, into the village, left a bit, and up to the church,
then west and down to the Droxford road, across and up the steep path in the woods on the far side.
Pancsi, Hash Flash and Frances decided to use their -XXCensoredXX- and called a regroup here
because they were so far ahead.
A bit of crafty zigzaging and we found ourselves at a big pit on the southern edge of the woods.
Here the pack failed to find true trail due to a lack of -XXCensoredXX-, having given up looking,
Beka found the rope swing out over the pit more interesting although he did not treat us
to a Tarzan yell.
So with a bit of a nudge we found our way out to a long haul to the west and the bit of road work
that had been promised, leading to a regroup to get our act together again.
We then plunged down the lane to Cams and a big dead-end, having passed the back-check half
way down the hill in our charge. So we trudged back up the hill and the south into the
Hole Farm woods, where a delightful stretch brought us out just under the electric pylons.
Once again we had hard time, with Hash-Flash taking us all south to a falsie,
then John Nash taking us back up west to another.
Eventualy we found a trail that lead us north, homeward, through a muck spreaded field
(pong pong) and back to a check at the main road. Almost within sight of home the trail
in that direction was a falsie, so it was a cruel sting in the tail that saw us make our way back
to Cams where a bit of flour re-arranging took us north then east and down to the junction
of the main road and West Street and On-In.
A round of applause for the hares was followed by nominations for Silvia for her drastic haircut,
Pancsi for supporting a team that cant beat Barnsley,
the whole pack for shortcutting at the pit, the award going to Can Man, for his driving skills.
Libations were taken at The Vine where the early afternoon sun felt warm for the first time this year.