Run	Date	Hare(s)	Description	MapRef	1:50000	1:25000	1:10000	More
906	2018-10-14 11:00	The Ref & Bambi	Eartham/Selhurst Benges Woods - J. A285+Selhurst Pk Rd	SU938119

Our luck with weather ran out at last, the fringe of a storm that killed two in the West provided decidedly moist but mild conditions that did not deter The Ref and yours truly from laying a superb trail, or a decent Pack from turning up.

We were all taken aback when Prancer chose not to try and edify us with histrionics, he said he did not want us to stand around in the rain however I suspect that he was unable to find anything even remotely boring to tell us about the junction of a minor road with the A285.

In keeping with tradition the Hares recited a bunch of lies, Deerhunter barked his head off, and we rushed across the main road just North of St Mary's Farm. East on the path to Bignor, under the still green canopy, it was as gloomy as the post Brexit economic forecast.

Dancer encountered a Falsie straight ahead, so the Pack headed South and down into St Mary's Wood on slick treacherous flint where one false step means certain death, or worse.

Those with no fear were getting a bit ahead of themselves and the scaredy cats were in danger of getting left behind until the FRBs reached a crafty Back Check that required the talents of Two Ferrets to resolve into an off Piste trail East into North Wood.

Here my notes are too soggy to read, let's use memory, mmmm, nothing there either, to fill space, did you hear about the Hasher who burned his ear? he was ironing his Hash Tee shirt when the phone rang. Improbable, no Hasher goes anywhere near an Iron.

Ahh!, yes, now I remember, we went West into Eartham Wood and then South to Stane Street where an ad hoc regroup was needed to pack The Pack.

North East then on Stane Street with the Sinister Dexter, Sinister Dexter etc. echoing in my imagination, good solid roads those Romans built and scarcely a pot hole after two thousand years, you can see where I am going with this, so I will stop now.

The next junction was five ways, plenty to check here, not helped by some sabotage that left Dr Blood well on the way to Bignor while the rest beetled Southeast towards The Plain, a location that saw much activity in the Great War, Canadian Lumberjacks, POWs, a sawmill, a railway, all quiet now.

Next a fish hook, which should have caught Old Faithful, Dr Blood, Dancer, Prancer, Snake Charmer and Dogwhistle, however the latter two did not observe the usual custom, which appeared to be OK with our JMs.

We now headed due North, taking in another fish hook for Hairbrush, Flash, Dancer and Prancer, to reach a regroup at that lovely seat under the signpost that points out so many ways.

A quick snap in the gloom here, and then a group of young hikers descended upon us, which made the area very busy while The Pack sought a trail, as the way was found we left Spiderman behind for a while, he was busy flaunting his local knowledge to The Hikers, "if you go that way you get to...., if you go this way get to.... etc.".

Now it was clear that we were on the way in, progress was rapid as we continued Northwest and into Stubbs Wood where we headed West to the On-In. Pink Flamingo kept her best move until the very last, taking and acrobatic tumble from the top of one of those old field boundary banks, a perfect ten, she is getting better since a mediocre eight on The Isle of Wight.

One hour and twenty minutes of decidedly soggy Hashing was more than enough, as we circled up and re-presented the Hash-It to Dr Blood for forgetting to carry it. There were other candidates, Pink Flamingo obviously, and Dancer was only wearing one shoe.

A few then retired to The Partridge where we found a corner in a room packed with lunchers, on their way to the Goodwood GGs, and Vixen discovered that she had driven her all electric vehicle to the pub without needing a key. This proved to be a great conversation topic as we quaffed our Ale and nibbled the free dog biscuits by mistake.

On – On ! Bambi.

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