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Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low

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7102011-04-24Bambi & Old FaithfulMidhurst Common - Carron Lane Cemetery Car Park SU877214

The fresh new leaves on the giant oaks that surround the Carron Lane cemetery car park provided welcome shade from an already burning hot sun as the hashers gathered on this final sunday, Easter Sunday, in an April that was to be the warmest on record.
All the expected latecomers seemed to have arrived in good time and there were no new or visiting hashers, so proceedings moved swiftly to the hare's essential instructions which comprised of the usual helpful hints.
Additionally the markings included some four dot falsies each harbouring a numbered wooden tea stirrer, collect a number with the promise that a prize will await at the end.

Then off we went, down hill and south and spread out round the soccer pitch looking for self raising, something that has never been found in the cemetery, excluding vampires.
An over energetic small bunch lead by Dr Blood went tearing off into the woods to the west, it took a little effort to call them back so that they could join the rest as we headed south towards the old works.
Here a couple of short falsies had been meticulously removed by a dedicated saboteur, however this caused little trouble because the main pack easily found the true trail, all except for Olive Oil who was disappointed not to pick up a stirrer or two.

Next it was west, out of the shady trees and onto the white sandy surface of the old diggings where it was hard to spot the flour in the glare. Flash excelled here as he waded into the murky waters of the lake to retrieve a floating empty milk container that also carried the promise of a prize.
Climbing the short steep path south of the lake took the pack along the edge of the pit parallel with the Bepton road and back into the shade where the tree roots underfoot proved too much for Bika as he took a monumental tumble, screaming "I'm Okay" even before he hit the ground. He seemed unscathed, although they say that where there is no sense etc.
After a chance to stretch out legs on the smoother leafy lower westerly trail there was a diabolical check where it cuts back north through the old railway embankment, there were some complaints here from Pancsi and Mussolini that they could not find expected stirrers, which proved to be visual malfunctions on their part.

The trail now went back into the northern part of the pit and after a bit of meandering here emerged to make the steep climb up to the seat and the magnificent view of the Downs shimmering in the midday sun.
A regroup and some posing for Flash and Dr Blood to snap away was followed by a decent of the slope, down to the lane parallel with the main road to Petersfield where some were distracted by a very flat, recently run over, dead, grass snake. Olive Oil even picked it up to fondle it , nice .

All too soon the trail led back up the slope and south through an easy check over the brow and down to the On-In after one hour and twelve minutes of enjoyable bumbling around.
At the circle there was a name for young Jessie, now Hash Princess, and some discussion about the failure of Flash to carry out his threat to throw Pink Flamingo in the lake, however there was agreement by the still panting majority that Olive Oil should get the Hash-It for being all together too fit.

Pru and Old Faithful then dished out Easter Egg prizes for the stirrer collectors, AND everyone else received one of those low cal cream eggs.
Nibbles and beer, provided by the hares were then consumed and there was much chatting as the sun headed west.

Bambi.

P.S. Canman reported a record breaking count of twentyseven.

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