Hash 1028
1028
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Scribe: Mexican Des
Driving from Herts through torrential rain I feared I would be late for the run, but this was not City or Berkshire Hash, so surely I would quickly catch up. Wanna bet? The shortage of shorts (short of the odd savvy self-shortcutting shorter) meant that my longing to belong to the throng was a long time coming. And this after they had even stopped to enjoy the sunset. Luckily, Ade, who was heroic in setting the hash at all in such weather, had ensured most checks were kicked through and the general public filled any gaps.
I ran round a lot of the east side of Bourne End (why did he have to go!) and then through the same field I took us through 11 years ago at the Crooked Billet. The farmer was away for that run and thought this was the run I'd asked him permission to run through his field on. Then up past the spot where we said goodbye to Sam a few years ago - I wonder where he is now?. But thanks to Ade looking sheepish (or was it for Ken?) at Sheepridge I caught up with the hash.
Apparently I hadn't missed much banter, just Helen saying that Simon was saying that Roger was saying something odd. I'm glad I don't do or say odd things - oh alright, I sent people on-back last week based on Pi (31416). As a footnote, Ade choose 33333 - will next week be 35367?
As we went down to Little Marlow, we were too late for their Parish Council meeting so we torched up and headed back to the Thames, but through the trees not the sewage works. Ade's OI woke us up - it was an On Inn but perhaps flour was getting scarce by then. As befitted the run, it was quite some On Inn, perhaps a mile eastwards along the north side of the river, opposite chalets that might fetch a million in the owners’ dreams.
There was not much point changing at Bourne End Station as it was very muddy to the Bounty, where the barman was a law unto himself, but at least not unto Harvester. Jennifer, one of the visiting Wycliffe group, offered to lay a trail, hopefully in better weather than Ade, who helped cement the Hash's hardy reputation as we've almost never missed setting a run in 19 years. Well done Ade!
I ran round a lot of the east side of Bourne End (why did he have to go!) and then through the same field I took us through 11 years ago at the Crooked Billet. The farmer was away for that run and thought this was the run I'd asked him permission to run through his field on. Then up past the spot where we said goodbye to Sam a few years ago - I wonder where he is now?. But thanks to Ade looking sheepish (or was it for Ken?) at Sheepridge I caught up with the hash.
Apparently I hadn't missed much banter, just Helen saying that Simon was saying that Roger was saying something odd. I'm glad I don't do or say odd things - oh alright, I sent people on-back last week based on Pi (31416). As a footnote, Ade choose 33333 - will next week be 35367?
As we went down to Little Marlow, we were too late for their Parish Council meeting so we torched up and headed back to the Thames, but through the trees not the sewage works. Ade's OI woke us up - it was an On Inn but perhaps flour was getting scarce by then. As befitted the run, it was quite some On Inn, perhaps a mile eastwards along the north side of the river, opposite chalets that might fetch a million in the owners’ dreams.
There was not much point changing at Bourne End Station as it was very muddy to the Bounty, where the barman was a law unto himself, but at least not unto Harvester. Jennifer, one of the visiting Wycliffe group, offered to lay a trail, hopefully in better weather than Ade, who helped cement the Hash's hardy reputation as we've almost never missed setting a run in 19 years. Well done Ade!