Dydd Gwyl Dewi, or in English, St David's Day was suitably sunny and cool for the
first day of meteorological spring. Sadly there were not many takers for this Hash
which had a definite Welsh theme.
Dogwhistle was the last to arrive, fortunately missing our JMs enlightenment as to
this day in history. Bambi explained what was afoot in his native language with Old
Faithful providing a translation, not that a Hasher is going to believe anything a
Hare says.
Six of the checks had a leek hidden nearby, find a leek, get a prize, what do leeks mean?.
Northeast across the main road and past the cottages to a check at the north edge of
Eartham Wood. It soon became apparent that in order to make respectable headway
the pack would have to work hard, lots of trails, few to check.
This is in line with Einstein's general theory of Hashing, i.e. e = Hvc/(p-1)
where e is energy, H is the universal Hashing constant, v is pack
speed, c is number of Checks, and p is the pack size. In theory a single
Hasher pack would require infinite energy to complete a Hash, however no one as yet has
verified this.
Oh yes, this Hash, where were we ?.
The first leek was sniffed out by Pink Flamingo as we headed north to Stubbs Wood where
the next two leeks were seized by Snake Charmer and Kinky. Next east over Upwaltham Hill
and south to what is marked on the map as Cross Dykes although we did not see any, not even
happy ones.
Snake charmer found another leek and gave it to Dr Blood.
The next bit, southwest off piste through North Wood was hard to find, Hairbrush and Flash
almost stumbled on to it before the Hares pointed Splasher and Panda to the right way.
Snake Charmer found another leek and gave it to Flash as we headed along one of the seemingly
endless paths parallel to Stane Street that stretch into the distance.
This has been the ON-IN on so many Hashes that start in Eartham Wood that Hairbrush
instinctively kept heading south while the rest of us went west up the steep climb
into St Mary's Wood.
Here Pink Flamingo found the final leek but left it in place for it to be rediscovered by Dogwhistle.
The roar of traffic on the main road and the elapsed time gave the pack all the hints
they needed to find the ON-IN across the road approaching the chariots from the south
after one hour and twenty minutes of energetic leeky hashing.
At the circle leeks were swapped for prizes and Kinky made a brave and successful attempt
to tell a joke in Welsh, a pity that only Bambi understood it.
Pink Flamingo was censured for again using new shoes, unbelievable! and there were various
citations for leek abuse.
The Hash-It was given to Snake charmer for developing a penchant for abusing people with
her leek. There is nothing quite like a slap from the soggy end of Snake Charmer's leek, I find.
Finally we graced The George with our presence where it was only just warm enough for us
to drink al fresco and avoid being nudged in the back with luncheon plates.
Oh yes! The Ref appeared from somewhere during the Apres Hash.
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