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Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low

RunDateHare(s)DescriptionMapRef1:500001:250001:10000 Aerial
7132011-06-05Can Man & SoapboxEartham, The George Inn SU939096

The morning was gloomy but still warm from the heat of the previous day and the manager of the pub was interested to know how many were likely to want food later as we filled his small car park with our chariots.
Canman, as expected, let us know all about the anniversary of the death of Lord Kitchener, he of 'your hash needs you' fame, who died while hashing in The Orkneys apparently.
Meanwhile a new runner, Matt, who's right leg was already heavily bandaged at the knee had managed to pass under the JM's radar, thus missing our usual welcome.

We started off by going through the pub garden and down the road towards Britten's Lane and then a long slog down then up through Playing Field to the first check at the edge of the woods. There was a short falsie north here, however it was not obvious, so the leading group of Flash, Olive Oyl, Matt and Caroline obeyed Murphy's law and overran it.
Unfortunately the On-In trail was nearby so they managed to run a fair way along it before being called back by the hares.
The rest had been ushered east on that quintessential downland path via Row's Barn to a check by the reservoir. Next it was up the hill to The Folly with the majority of the pack (except Flash, Pancsi, The Ref and Splasher) taking the direct route over the three dots, ignoring the true trail on the other side of the hedge on the right to the chagrin of the hares.
We spent some time here, first discussing the hole on the top of the triangulation point, then watching Max eat a plastic bag, then waiting for Dr Blood's camera to go through its complex light show before it snapped us, rounded off by a ten minute address from Canman as he discussed historical topics that were prompted by the vista before us.

Then it was a down hill rush with Pancsi, Tom and Matt leading the way all the way down, down, down almost two hundred feet to just below Northwood Cottages.
Although there were some trails in other directions the pack stuck to choosing the uphill option through the next series of checks interspersed with short impromptu regroups as more and more of us ran out of puff.

Thus we progressed north west up to The Plain and then turning south even more steeply up to the top of Nore Wood.
The run on south and down from here suddenly became very familiar to those that had not so long ago overrun the falsie at the first check (see above). Disturbing a group of young ladies who had set out their picnic all over the footpath we recrossed the stile for the homeward path and after another historical interlude from Canman as we gazed down over Slindon Wood in the distance we reached the On-In after one hour and twentyfive minutes of challenging and edifying hashing.

At the circle there was a thank you for the hares, and finally a "welcome Matt" don't wipe your feet (sorry had to put that in). Dogwhistle got the Hash-It for being caught sneaking a glance at Soapbox's route map.
Then we wetted our whistles in The George where the frequently late Mussolini was already taking refreshments.

Bambi.

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