Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low
|Run|| Date ||Hare(s)||Description||MapRef||1:50000||1:25000||1:10000
|830||2015-12-06||Soapbox and Canman||Upperton Recreation Ground
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Jan was doing proper running in the Downland Devil 9M so these words were crafted by yours truly.
Leaden skies and a mild but stiff breeze greeted 20 or so hashers to Upperton Rec, a less busy corner of the majestic Petworth Park
Kinky as JM welcomed a virgin hasher Jack who was press ganged by Dr Blood and Pink Flamingo.
CanMan and Soapbox suggested a 3 mile run and warned that any dog without a lead near the game were liable to be shot by Lord Egremont.
Our two pocket sized canines were unperturbed.
He mentioned also that the wind may have scoured the flour markings but we were not fooled knowing this hare's frugal use of the ingredient.
So we were off up the road and through the gate into the park, down the steps and the steep slippery slope.
Can Man slipped over on his back and said his earlier warning was clearly pertinent and then to emphasize his wisdom immediately repeated the tumble.
Below us hundreds of deer in the Capability Brown designed grand back garden reminded one of the scenes from the wild life on the plains of the Serengeti..
We skirted the Upper Pond to the south and then across the house and then north toward the kennels; then up to the Lower Pond.
The two wee dogs had a fine time chasing tails while the deer went vamoose.
Meanwhile Old faithful was determined to seek out the most unlikely false trails.
Then as we climbed back toward Upperton the pack kindly did an informal regroup our hares ambling back a half mile.
The hares can be congratulated for another fine hash of 62 minutes in this excellent venue.
Nominations were but two. Young Jack, for complaining about mud on his shoes but the prize went to Bika - just for falling over,
The pub was the Halfway Inn to which I did not get.