An experimental hash setting was laid by Ceweed and Hot-to-Trot (myself) with a short set of trails laid in red and a long set of trails set in blue. There were a lot of doubts about the practicality of this but everybody seemed to get the idea.
Cluseau came charging in first to make sure he got one of the last Oranjebooms before they go to Dutch beer heaven. Our maths teacher got confused between binary 8 and 10 and pronounced it run 1111. All was forgiven when he just said it again louder and clearer.
Almost unanimously Erik was named Hash Ash and has been given the prestigous honour of "Order of the Wheezing Cough (OWC)" by John Players Ltd.
Rave-On gave an evil bucketing certain of avoiding retribution as this was his last hash with QWCHHH, completely soaking Rocky and missing everybody else.
Welcome to V-Comet's parents visiting on their way from Canberra to Ireland and a new recruit, Dem from Rural lincolnshire (hope he brought some sausages with him).
On On!
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Rocky was asked to comment and no wonder - the blue trail was a shocker - it went on for miles, up for miles, over hundredes of ankle breaking rocks, down countless perilous neck breaking ravines, through billions on billions of the deepest softest grains of glutus-max minimisingest sand such that it would've been bad in winter, we were delirious by the end, that is if we did we ever reach the end.
And as for pandering to the delicate flowers that couldn't handle a run and putting a pink trail out for fairies and shame too on those limp wimpy lily livered hashers-so-they-say that opted for the opt out route. Pah!
Maybe we should stop encouraging these cross-country fraternalisation links, seem to be a bad influence.
Or not.
In truth, a smashing run, all credit for the time, effort, imagination and foolhardiness for doing it in this weather. ON ON the hares. Much appreciated.
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