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Est 1983 - ON PRES: Robin Low

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8762017-08-13 11:00Kinky & BambiFinchdean - The George SU738126

The overspill car park at The George turned out to be the large well manicured lawn at the rear of the pub, we could have had a game of cricket or soccer there, however that would have required a ball and it is well known that you do not need balls to be a Hasher.

If there was a cloud in the sky then I could not see it and it was warm and the flour had been laid and a large eager pack was at hand, so what could possibly go wrong?.

A Scotsman named Rory is what went wrong. In their desire to have a fresh challenging trail the Hares had strayed from the paths of righteousness and crossed private land, worse, they had ventured into the proximity of a cage filled with young gun fodder.

In short the Hash had become a gamekeeper's worst nightmare, apart from bird flu of course.

So we decided to wipe a bit off the trail and present it to the pack, no one will notice, like when the leg of lamb falls on the kitchen floor, wipe it off and pop it back on the plate, job done.

Splasher started getting impatient with the slight delay in proceedings so we rambled on and on about the new soccer season and "acca" betting just to make him hotter under the collar, and set off just before the steam came out of his ears.

Starting west we had a nice climb through a recently harvested wheat field with Dr blood waving his GPS thingy about looking for satellites.

All safely into Adam's Copse and then just before South Holt a dreaded fish hook caught Pancsi, Snake Charmer, Jones, Dancer and Cheesy Chips.

Continuing north we went directly past Old Idsworth Garden, we did not pass through Markwells Wood, we did not pass bird cages, we did not pass GO or collect 200.

Bambi went ahead here and laid this modified trail and somehow we lost touch with the walkers at the rear, consequently when the runners arrived at a regroup next to St Hubert's a photo opportunity was missed as the cameraman was running back to find them. They turned up a short while later having taken the shorter path to the Finchdean Road, all without the aid of a map, brilliant!.

Next it was west up the climb to Oxley's Copse with Vixen trying hard to motivate Tumble TotTM to tackle the ascent, and failing, until others employed direct action that involved a lot of screaming that resulted in total success.

All that remained was a lovely down hill jog south with Stanstead woods, the sea and blue blue sky ahead, to reach the On-In after one hour and one minute of gamekeeper dodging.

At the brief circle we wanted to get out of the hot sun, so we only had time to talk about Dr Blood putting his hand up all the time, Belle for showing that a dog can make it across a cattle grid, just, and then gave the Hash-It to Splasher for disrespect to our JM by saying something slightly negative about Chelsea.

We had only to walk a few paces to the pleasant patio of the popular pub practising our pheasant plucker's rhyme.

On – On ! Bambi.

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