Run	Date	Hare(s)	Description	MapRef	1:50000	1:25000	1:10000	More
896	2018-05-27 11:00	Spiders	Ambersham Common New Road	SU912194

Many things can be expected to delay a car journey, slow horse boxes, need for a fuel stop, gridlock and so on, however on this scorcher of a sunny morning few would have predicted a set of traffic lights being stuck at red in both directions.

Having overcome this challenge, a modest number of Hashers gathered, the usual suspects, and another visit from Roaming Pussy and Bogeyman.

The news that Prancer had no idea of what had happened on this day in history was greeted with a loud cheer, then as the dogs began their usual impatient lead yanking he and Vixen presented their concept for the nine hundredth run tee shirt design.

The discussion of "what's on the front?", "what's on the back?", "what's technical material?", "can I have my name on it?", and so on, was brought to a conclusion when the hares asserted their right to let us know about the days trail, all lies of course.

Then we rushed off West through the heather onto Ambersham Common, all down the first long falsie, before returning to the Southwest. Pocket Rocket took a tumble here then rushed off towards Polecats a long way after the flour had run out, probably suffering a malfunction of the guidance system caused by a destabilization of a gyroscope.

North next, into Heyshott Common charging along under the power wires following Bogeyman and Panda down to the stream at Little London. No monkey business here with a falsie on the bridge to make us leap the water, no, we continued North under the old rail track via one of the sturdy brick arches that were built to last in the 1850s.

Just a little further and we reached an unnecessary regroup before heading South to dive under the rail track again, more engineering bricks providing a safe passage.

Some of our number had noticed that so far, every time that we had approached the old rail track any path leading on to the track was marked false, the reason for this was to become apparent shortly.

For now we were headed back to the other side of the stream at Little London before the long slog west, uphill, with electricity hissing above and soft sand underfoot all the way to The Roughs.

The FRBs Pancsi, Bogeyman and Old Faithful would have left us all behind had not the Hares laid a short but hard to find trail at the crosspaths here. We went North and to shocked surprise found a trail that actually went East on the old rail track, and went on and on, passing all those places that had been marked false, over the two bridges that we used, on and on and Fish Hook!.

Seven were caught, Bogeman, Bambi, Old Faithful, The Ref, Pancsi, Snake Charmer and Dr Blood.

All that now remained was a clockwise loop across New Road and South up on more sand and heather to approach the chariots from the East, reaching the On-In after one hour and ten minutes of quite sweaty and lip parching exercise.

There was a rushed circle because a number of "antisocials" wanted to get home to watch the grand pricks at Monarcow, so Vixen let us into the secret that Prancer was wearing his PJs, yup, out of bed, into the chariot, and Hash, easy as 1,2,3.

The Hash-It was accepted with a little embarrassment before the "socials" rushed over to The Unicorn where the service was prompt, the cider cold, and the garden uncrowded.

On – On ! Bambi.

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