Run	Date	Hare(s)	Description	MapRef	1:50000	1:25000	1:10000	More
829	2015-11-22	Two Ferrets Fighting & Hairbrush	West Chiltington Recreation Ground	TQ083178

Winter arrived; providing a bright clear frosty morning for the Hares to crunch over frozen sod, walking on water to lay a trail and struggling to make flour stand out on sparkling white grass or a bed of loose leaves.

A nice sized shivering bunch listened to Hairbrush attempt to explain how to get to the Pub, after Thumper had told us something about President Kennedy having a black beard.

No newbies, or visitors (we no longer count Roaming Pussy and Bogeyman as visitors) so it was east out of the car park avoiding the glaciated puddles. Pancsi, Bogeyman, Splasher, Kinky and Dag formed a breakaway group as we headed north past the Nursery, but were halted by a back check on the big drainage ditch on Churchfield Farm's lower fields.

Then on past the farm and east into the Churchyard with Bogeyman seeming to explore all the Falsies and Dr Blood starting to moan about one of his legs not working since he got up in the morning.

The area around the church proved a bit of a baffler, and we hope that our activity did not disturb the service that was in progress, after all referring to Psalm 119; "Blessed are those whose ways are blameless". This will be the subject of the next sermon by our Religious Advisor.

In the confusion most found their way south round The Juggs and across Juggs Lane to the end of Church Street, others taking the obvious short cut.

Now we had a long slog past the vines in Whale's Farm south to Haglands Lane all strung out like yellow pearls on the edge of the field.

Continuing south we managed to get back together at a check on Lordings Lane as we were forced to merge respectfully with a troop of horses heading north west, except for Dag and Bogeyman who were so far ahead I don't think they even saw the nags.

Heading west now, and back on Haglands lane we passed that well known cul-de-sac called "No Dog Fouling" to take the footpath by the Post Office north down to Martlets where the check on Mill Road really did get all back together because the way out was a very obscure path past Two Ferret's daughter's house on Little Hill.

The pack easily then found the way west on The Common to Harborough Drive, but split north south on trails, with the northerners Dag and Bogeyman (again!) discovering a Fish Hook for four. Others, Pancsi, Kinky, Spalsher etc saw them returning and thought the trail to be false. They ground to a halt. Only when Dag and Bogeyman returned after having run all the way round the pack did they continue, eventually Kinky and Old Faithful made up the other two Fish Hookers.

There was also some grumbling about the orientation of the Hook and then we continued north to the edge of the recreation ground where the five way split over some really (now melted) shiggy gave us all wet paws.

We reached the chariots after one hour and seven minutes of sometimes frigid hashing.

At the circle, after Kinky thanked the Hares and delivered a particularly lame joke, the Fish Hook business was brought up again resulting several Hasher's conduct being questioned, however Bogeyman got the Hash-It for running so many Falsies.

We then retired to the Five Bells, where there is a splendid array of ales in a cosy atmosphere.

On On! Bambi.