Run	Date	Hare(s)	Description	MapRef	1:50000	1:25000	1:10000	More
978	2022-02-27 11:00	Pancsi & Popeye	Lavington Common Car Park	SU949187

There was not a cloud in the sky, no, really, literally not a cloud, and the low winter sun cast long dark stark shadows among the tall pines in the car park. We had visitors, from Guildford HHH, Dr Pussy and a return of Camping Gaz, both raring to go.

As usual the Hares were giving nothing away, not as usual, the dogs were eerily silent as we waited for Spiderman to put on his shoes before setting out North into the flat open heather land.

We had not gone far before two more visitors joined us, I think they said that they were from Crawley Crap HHH, anyway it was "I Need One" and "Sticky Balls". Our four visitors soon formed a sub pack out in front of the rest of us, mostly because they were actually able to run, seemingly continuously without need to stop and cough and wheeze and have minor heart attacks like the rest of us. We used to be like this in the dim and distant past.

Consequently the morning developed into a struggle to keep up, which proved a challenge for some of us.

Oh yes, back to the report, we reached the edge of the woodlands but did not charge straight in, instead we headed South along the edge until we reached the Serpent Trail, which we took to the East. Yes, as we all remember at this time of the year, The Serpent is a series of shiggy experiences within the confines of a rhododendron walled track. We have the "I'll try and pick my way around the edge" Hashers and the "Sod that, I'll go through the middle" Hashers, Sticky Balls, being one of the latter took great delight in sharing the shiggy with others.

And so, we weaved in, out, and around the greenery on Duncton common for a while before turning North West towards Long Hangar. At last, a Fish Hook for the gang of four at the front, Sticky Balls, Dr Pussy, I Kneed One, and Camping Gaz, a chance for the rest of us to have a breather.

Now we were up on higher drier land in Main Wood, where some kind soul had rubbed out the trail, which as you can imagine lead to even more uncertainty as to where we were going, another chance for some of us to catch our breath.

At this point Kinky lost touch with the rest, stumbled across the out trail and followed it back to the Chariots, so his horny notes were heard no more.

Bambi was able to use local knowledge to pick up the trail as it headed West towards Fitzlea but then ran into a Fish Hook that caught Bambi, Sticky Balls, and Snake Charmer. Those just behind were then hit immediately by another Fish Hook that caught Camping Gaz and I Want One.

We were now quite well packed, when Slightly declares "I've lost my phone", so we all rushed off looking for flour before he could ask us to look for his phone. Anyway it turns out that he has some kind of Phone Divining device that tells him where is phone is, which means that it was never lost at all, just not in his pocket.

We found our way South now, down the Graffam Road and onto Lavington Common and back to the Serpent which is even damper here, now with long pools of water amongst the rushes and sedge grass of this open and rather bleak landscape with its sparse covering of lonely pines.

The visitor pack was in front again, so we made short work of the few remaining checks which kept us on The Serpent to the On-In after fifty nine minutes of UV blasted, shiggyfied, frantic hashing.

Then we discovered that Sausage Lottery and Slightly had waved a wand and magicked up a table laden with a feast which apparently was "Oh just some bits and pieces of this and that, we had at home".

Very soon the pack was in full nosh mode, like a shoal of piranha, the large piece of Stilton suffering a massive attack while the dogs were going crazy sniffing out and devouring any crumbs that hit the ground, along with bits of pine cones, well dogs will eat anything I guess.

Once the feeding frenzy had abated somewhat, we thanked Sausage and Slightly for the feast, then the hares, and then mentioned Snake Charmer's new shoes, how Kinky complained of having things "sucked off" in the bog, but obviously gave the Hash-It to Slightly for smart phone abuse.

On – On ! Bambi .

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