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Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low

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6672009-08-30Bambi & Soapbox (Bank Hol. WE)Stoughton Forest SU815125

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.
Here Dr Blood just happened to take the true trail while the rest of the pack occupied themselves with the long falsies, so he took the opportunity to munch a few blackberries and start a nap on a big roll of straw.
Pink Flamingo and Flash were the first to disturb him as we all emerged on the road that runs along the north side of Slindon Park.

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.
True trail was down SBR and then east into the park.

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.
There was no problem however as the pack, headed by Sinbad made their way straight down the main path south through the middle of the park and up on top of those earthworks that run along a gentle curve.

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.
Following a big thank you to the hares there was a flood of nominations, Dr Blood for napping, yours truly apparently for some remarks about how an apron looks good on women, Can Man for wearing his yellow sock at half mast, and finally the Hash-It was given back to Soapbox because he forgot to bring it.
Can Man brought along a load of beer, crisps and soft drinks, thanks Can Man, so we didn't adjourn to the Spur, we guzzled and chomped and nattered in the carpark, which was nice.

Bambi.

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