Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low
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Once again we were welcomed to the presidential residence and the luxurious
changing facilities offered by the sports annexe for this first hash of a new season.
A sizeable pack assembled to listen intently to the last history lesson from the
outgoing JM which was something about the burial details of JMW Turner who used to
run a well known painting firm apparently.
Also there was a big welcome for visitors Baldric, Ice Queen, Prince Zulu, Bozo, and
Sex Starved, who were in the area on their way between various exotic expat destinations.
All the snow and ice that had been such a feature of the previous hash had melted away
to give us nice soft going on a cool bright morning, alas the melt from the Singleton
glacier had not been sufficient to even dampen the crusty dry bed of the usually mighty
Lavant, much to the dismay of the hares but not the pack.
This year we set off to the east and via a few simple checks arrived at Ford Water where
the whole pack, led by Flash headed down the falsie towards the sewage works leaving
Spiderman to find the true trail along the non right of way to the edge of the
motor racing circuit.
Most of the pack are very savvy about this area but not the visitors, so, frequently Bozo
and Baldric could be seen heading off towards and returning from the most unexpected
directions, they must have run twice as far as the rest.
Making our way north to the bridge in Lavant was made more interesting by using the river
bed, although the pack needed some encouragement to duck under the arches on sticky mud.
The rest of the trail was just a variation on one of the many themes of the past, looping
round through Mid Lavant, under the main road and then west to Lavant House at the next
bridge, south by the riding school, east back to Centurion Way and through the soccer pitch
above the village hall to finish along the path through Raughmere farm with a small excursion
down through the field to the east of the more usual sunken path.
Along the way we managed to annoy a resident near the old station who was standing in his
doorway pulling back on the leashes of two ferocious looking dogs just in case someone put
a foot in his garden.
Then a little later a much less ferocious little black terrier type dog with a wagging tail
adopted us, and without any owner in sight, Tigger decided to stay back to try and reunite
owner and dog.
After one hour and twenty six minutes the majority of the pack had changed out of sweaty
clobber, and were busy fitting their bodies around various items from the buffet table, washed
down with the usual liquids.
All too soon it was time to thank the outgoing JMs and announce the new (Dogwhistle and Spiderwoman)
and hasher of the year (Dr Blood) and then get on with the marathon raffle, with the usual grumbling
from those that did not win and the smiley faces of those that did, such as Hairbrush who managed to
corner the chocolate market by collecting five boxes.
It only remains to thank everyone that helped to give us a most enjoyable time, our hosts, those that
organised the food etc, those that ran, .... thanks everyone!
P.S. You are probably aware by now that Tigger (who was trying to find the dog owner) had a spot of
bother with her ticker before making it back to Freeman Towers. Eventually she was taken to Southampton
for treatment. I believe that she is now at her son's home recovering. We all wish her well.