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Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low

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6622009-06-21Dr Blood & Pink Flamingo. Midsummer Hash. - see picturesSutton - White Horse Inn SU979151

This was our summer BBQ hash, this time a break with tradition saw us gather at The White Horse rather than at a village hall or someone's garden.
Luckily the sun was out and things were warming up nicely as the modest pack gathered for the off, after dumping their food offerings in the shade of a tree in the penthouse garden behind the pub.
We were ten minutes late coming under starters orders partly due to the lazy pace of the day and party due to the late arrival of Tigger, again. Very few words from the JMs except to introduce themselves and warn of three regroups.
So off we went, firstly through the wheat field north of the pub and then through some easy checks to Barlavington farm with Mr Pastry and Sinbad doing most of the work.
A service was in progress at St Mary's so it was shhhhh all round as we proceeded north west towards Duncton accompanied by a traditional hymn on the organ. Do you have any idea of the size of St Mary's organ ? ... well that's what you were expecting next so I gave it to you.
We ground to a halt at the road just below Barlavington Hangar, Nemo Toad went thundering up the hill followed by most of the pack, of course it proved to be a long falsie which cause much anguish and drove Soapbox to denounce the hares as being “utterly treacherous”.
True trail was sniffed out north through Half Moon Copse and up into Burton Park, ever away from the chariots. Torchy, who was in good form with his bionic knees was first to find the regroup under the old sweet chestnut tree and since Can Man couldn't find any cans he gave us some interesting facts about the tree, which went in through one ....etc.
Finally we turned south and headed back across the pond through Crouch Farm and out on the road to Sutton End...not noticing that we had managed to loose Bika and Angel... very careless... and since we STILL don't mark our checks they were forced to read the road signs and head directly pubwards.
They missed the small loop along the edge of Winter's Copse and out on the road opposite Sutton church where we found the On-In after one hour and forty (yes forty) minutes of fairly leisurely progress.
There were a few nominations including Sarah for the easy style with which she seems to flit along carrying her bottle of water... but the Hash-It was awarded to Soapbox for his description of the hares.
We then settled down to devouring the food, which was plentiful and participating in the traditional raffle, while Mr Pastry entertained us by setting up his gas ring and cauldron to heat up some of his famous goulash, which was delicious.

Bambi.

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