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Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low

RunDateHare(s)DescriptionMapRef1:500001:250001:10000 Aerial
6962010-10-10Canman & MussoliniLavant, Sheepwash Lane SU859083

A day more perfect for hashing it would be hard to find, cloudless, warm, and a light fresh breeze making it a pleasure just to be outside and charge the batteries.
This venue is slap bang in the midst of our Hangover territory, raising concerns that it would be too well known and also "spoil" the upcoming Hangover. However we need not worry as scientists have recently identified a gene that causes ADHD and noted it's prevalence among Hashers, leading to the conclusion that mostly the pack runs in circles forgetting where it's been and without a clue as to where it might go next.
Unusually there were no histrionics from Canman, instead we had some ruminations as to whether or not to organise T shirts for the 700th which proved inconclusive.
There was also a welcome for a young lady by the name of Marjet from Holland and a warning to be careful crossing busy roads, look left, look right, look left, look right, look left ....(several minutes of) .... make a mad dash.

Then we were off finding first trail over to the village hall, avoiding the groundsmen on the sports field who were erecting a barbed wire fence with machine gun towers around the hallowed cricket square.
Up the hill then, rejecting the obvious falsie west towards the pub, we crossed the road and arrived at Raughmere Farm to find Pancsi waiting for as to catch him up. Perhaps he does not have the gene.
Ignoring the "Private No Right Of Way" sign the trail headed west across the main road to Centurion Way (CW) where the flour had been sabotaged by Mussolini's cousin who thought the markings were to direct rustlers to her nearby horses.
Thus with a little prompting we made our way over the field to main gate of Lavant House school where the lane towards CW proved false, leaving us to head west and then south on a long haul down the lanes towards Hunters Race and then east again, returning to the check just south of the school.

By now Pancsi, Dr Blood, Bika and yours truly were so far ahead that Dr Blood volunteered himself to run back and guide the others who seemed to prefer ambling along the country lanes discussing this and that.
Naturally this check had been re laid, so while Sureshot did the hard work of finding the long falsie towards CW the rest followed one of the hares south across the road to the roman amphitheatre.
Here the trail and various falsies successfully lead the pack on a merry dance, first around the perimeter and the back through the centre point while the hares looked on with glee from the embankment.
This burst of activity was followed by a homeward dash north up CW and then over the first Lavant bridge which stretched the pack out to face a suicidal blind bend road crossing to get to the chariots after one hour and fifteen minutes.

Circling up, there was thanks to the hares, extra to Mussolini for assisting at short notice, and various nominations culminating in the award of the Hash It to Dogwhistle's dog Rhona for lapping up most of the flour around the start.
We then adjourned to The Earl Of March where the service was as slow as a tax refund but the beer in the warm sunny garden was delightful.

Bambi.

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