Run	Date	Hare(s)	Description	MapRef	1:50000	1:25000	1:10000	More
976	2022-01-30 11:00	Sausage Lottery and Slightly Disappointing	Eartham Woods	SU938106

The Eartham Woods car park has opened after major logging with goliath sized machines that have remodelled some well known paths into unrecognisable rutted tracks. This is good for us, it has refreshed a landscape that had become all too familiar.

Oh dear! we were gathering, pre-Hash, and a Hare (Slightly) appeared to inform us that fate had thrown a spanner into the works. Somehow a bag of flour had developed a soggy bottom which had burst open, leaving him with an empty bag, standing in a white cloud, and unable to complete the trail. But, not to worry, there was more in the Chariot, so he rushed off to get it, and then lay the last 100 miles of the run, and he managed to get back in time to welcome the crowd of Hashers that had massed.

A visitor turned up, a JM from Guilford HHH by the handle of Camping Gaz, they run every Monday evening.

The Hares apologised to those among us who had come equipped with goggles, snorkels and flippers, hoping to have another swim, like the one that they had enjoyed on the last trail that this pair had laid. So after we had changed out of our swimsuits, we girded up our loins and set out North East with very little dog howling to begin another adventure.

It was so hard to recognise where we were, in parts it looked like a tornado had touched down around the path towards North Wood.

We ventured a little too far North when Camping Gaz interpreted a false trail mark as the "three dots and you are on" instruction that Slightly had left rattling in his head.

Next we had a delightful blast down hill South to Stane Street with sunlight glittering through the naked trees and soft tractor pummelled loam underfoot and Popeye the man in Black in front, all because the lady likes Milk Tray ... sorry .. mind wandering again.

No one has monkeyed around with Stane Street, it's a Roman relic after all and no potholes after nearly two thousand years, I mean what did the Romans ever do for us?.

Now we were treated to a short clockwise loop North, East and then South using three of the original orthogonal bramble lined ankle scratching paths, to cross Stane Street, heading for the area where some three hundred German POWs had a logging camp during WW1, after the Canadians had built one of the largest Wood Mills in Britain at North Wood, no sign of any of this now, yet the Roman stuff is still there, what did the Romans ever do for us?.

Just when everything was going just fine for Bambi, he arrived at a fish hook that also caught Bika, Dancer and Snake Charmer. This meant that the pack was well ahead by the time they made the climb North back again to Stane Street at the seven way junction that has a convenient seat for lolling about.

That's what happened, a lot of lolling and nattering, the topic of the day being a rumination on when is a "meeting" a "party" and how Snake Charmer had bought two right shoes in a box, yes, running around in circles looking for a box with two left shoes, and how Old Faithful was paying a dentist to drill a load of holes in his jaw on Monday, and, and, and so on.

Eventually we remembered that we were on a Hash and the tree shadows were getting longer, so we set off into North Wood, heading for but not quite reaching Stub's Wood, a tough climb for your average Hasher.

It was nearly all down hill from here, heading South West towards Ide's common and then around the edge of Jackdine Farm to reach the chariots after one hour and nineteen minutes of mild weather dry hashing.

Sausage Lottery and Slightly had provided a mini feast for us, beer, super nibbles etc. and Pru's rock cakes showed up, so we were soon involved in a bout of serious noshing and nattering.

When that immediate ravenous impulse had abated somewhat, our JM called us to order to thank the hares for a brilliant Hash, and censured Prancer for not bringing the Hash-It, so he will now carry it on the next Hash.

Then on a sombre note we turned our thoughts to Sinbad (Jim Vogt) who has recently passed on to his final Hash. There were some spontaneous nostalgic recollections of his exploits and some thoughtful silences, we will not see his like again.

On – On ! Bambi

See: Spiders Track ... AND ... photos by Bambi