Run	Date	Hare(s)	Description	MapRef	1:50000	1:25000	1:10000	More
799	2014-10-12	In conjunction with the Wemfest Hash	Woodmancote Pub	SU775075

Yet another year has passed since the last Wemsfest Hash, this being the 3rd that Mark has kindly laid for us. All 24 “runners” managed to manoeuvre their cars into the over fill car park to the west of the pub.

With the knowledge that Mark had laid the trail by bike, we were correct in expecting long distances between checks. So after Keith arrived from walking to the hash while checking out his next run and the distribution of the new 800 Run shirts for a fortnights time the usual circle was formed.

After the J.M’s welcome and a poor attempt of a group photo from Hash Flash, who forgot to charge the battery in his camera, we were given the new signs in flour to look out for by our solitary hare.

The on-on was given westward along the road to the first of the circle checks. With the falsies being short and the next check within a hundred yards (yes I am showing my age, what are these things called metres?) we were soon heading south.

Then straight through the next check and running across the field, under the power lines to the competition between the motorway and Kinky blowing his bugle.

Although some were tempted to cross over the M27 bridge, the pack led by Flash and Pancsi took us west on a long stretch of road to the junction of Old Farm Way and a private road. A regroup was called by the front runners as the tail of the pack was nowhere to be seen. Either from local knowledge or a lack of respect for signs the pack was soon running down the private road, twisting and turning to another M27 bridge, while The Flash was still checking out a trail that did not exist.

As the main pack turned east along the edge of a field, south of the motorway, Snake Charmer, Pansci and Albert were again well out in front and disappearing out of view. Even with the checks it was not until we reached Bourne View Close that the pack was united when S.C. was seen coming back to the check along the road from the north.

With everything else checked we, as usual, ignored what S.C. told us and, lo and behold, found the check that had magically materialized.

The trail led us down Beach Avenue and across fields for a very, very long way that had us strung out to the bridge over the motorway. Here we were joined by Spiderman and Tom who was wearing his new 800 shirt.

Back into Woodmancote and the pub in 1hr.15mins. of steady running.

Although Mark had another commitment and was not present, we all wish to thank him for putting the run on for us.

Nominations for the hash-it included someone (Mrs. S. S.) who had already visited the pub and had the audacity to come to the circle with a glass of beer in her hand and Kinky for his new bright yellow shoes.

Even with these serious transgressions the J.M’s decided to keep it in the family and awarded the hash-it, yet again, to Tom for wearing the 800 shirt two weeks early against his parent’s wishes.

On-On!, Old Faithful.