Run	Date	Hare(s)	Description	MapRef	1:50000	1:25000	1:10000	More
922	2019-05-26 11:00	Kinky & Bambi	Droke, direction East Dean off A285	SU924127

An overabundance of boards in Bambi's bike shed provided simply superb signage to guide a soupçon of serious Hashers to the vibrant verdant venue for this Hash.

An incredibly handsome stand in JM welcomed the gathering with a suave and sophisticated, yet witty, repartee, and announced a test of observation that would benefit one lucky Hasher with a small prize at the end.

The Hares, then, were of little help to the pack as they sauntered out under the bright green canopy, steeply uphill, West, into Bonny's Hanger. A few, Canman, Sinbad, and The Ref enjoyed the long false here, leaving them playing catch-up as the rest headed South West up through the bramble on the edge of Astead Down.

Spiderman's knees became a topic of conversation, we all know that they are not a pretty sight, best covered up, however now they are painful also, leading him to be on the lookout for short cuts. Seemingly no such challenges for Two Ferrets Fighting as she lead us under the pylons at Potcomb and then disappeared down a Falsie in the tall beeches just beyond.

Some lateral thinking and youthful agility was needed from Dancer and Cupid to find the steep climb through deep leaf litter, South on the Eastern flank of Chiseldown and then still have the energy to discover the long false from the Check at the top. This allowed plenty of time for the rest of us to hire Sherpas to guide us up the slope.

Next we headed East, off piste, over more lovely soft litter and under bright green new birch leaf all the way down to the small valley beneath Bubholts. Here it all went pear shaped for The Ref and Sinbad, as they failed to notice the False Trail mark, which they claim was hidden under a big leaf. They disappeared East down the gentle slope of Wallerdean Hill and no one noticed.

Everyone else climbed Eastdean Hill and reached a Re-group beside Selhurstpark Road, where we were pleased to see a better late than never Mussolini to join us in crossing the road into Open Winkins.

We had to dissuade Dancer from trying to climb one of the large piles of wood chips here between the log piles, the air full of the smell of fresh sap mixed with the occasional aromatic puff of smoke from a smouldering heap of brushwood.

As we were making good progress East on Monarch's Way we at last became aware of the missing Hashers, so Bambi went into reverse to try and find them, and was relieved to encounter them fairly quickly, whereupon they subjected him to a tirade of verbal abuse regarding the alleged badly laid False Trail mark.

Carefully we recrossed the road and gathered for a group snap, at the path junction that has a concealed shrine to the much loved Sheepdogs Ross and Pat.

Much time had by now passed, Deerhunter had laid down and was refusing to move, legs were aching, and mutiny could well have set in had not the trail now headed directly North downhill to the chariots waiting at Droke. We reached the On-In after a challenging one hour and forty minutes of arboreal Hashing.

At the circle, Vixen was awarded the prize for observation by managing to name the two dogs of the shrine, and then we were inundated by nominations for the honour of receiving the Hash-It. Was it to be the blind The Ref for not seeing Falsies?, was it to be Mussolini for Tardiness?, was it to be Dancer and Cupid for holding hands? (cute), no, it was Dogwhistle for using the worst expletive in her vocabulary when gazing up one of slopes on the trail, the word?, "Heck!".

It was all the way over to the Partridge in Singleton for beverages, a trip well worth it as we found room in the garden and great grog.

On – On ! Bambi Bambi.

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