I gave Soapbox a lift to this one. We arrived at the carpark in good time but then Soapbox remembered that he had forgotten the Hash-it, so we had to make a mad dash back into town to get it. By the time we re-arrived at the carpark a good number had gathered and Can Man was telling everyone that this was the anniversary of the demise of General Wolfe at the battle of Quebec. He also added that we were in for a short outing with one regroup but ominously, as we headed out west on Dukes road, OF was carrying a load of flour barely disguising an intent to indulge in a bit of hanky panky with the trail. Oh, by the way, the day was pleasantly warm with sunny spells.
After a simple check at the bottom of Slindon Bottom Road (SBR) and then another much
further down Dukes the JMs found themselves way way out in front as they passed the
sand pit and arrived at a check at Little Heath.
From here we headed east along the road to a check at the top of SBR. Spiderman using
his vast experience and hashers savvi put his money on the obvious trail that goes into
the park just a bit further down the road, of course this turned out to be false.
We were then treated to a clockwise loop arriving back at where we entered the park
and as you might have guessed, the check had been re-laid.
Then just as it seemed we would be heading straight to the Chariots we found that the
only way out of the next check was directly back up the path just below the earthworks
and then over to the On-In, after one hour and four minutes.
Bambi.
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