No map this week as the trail is all inside Hutch’s head – and I definitely don’t want to explore too much in there!

We were pointed left from the pub and did wonder why Hutch was being nice but assumed it was something to do with the On Inn.  But we should have known better… we went past the first statue and blob of flour and were called back.  But no-one seemed sure where the trail went so we kept searching in the wrong direction.  Finally, everyone got the message and headed back past the pub.

The trail was 1 and on – because it was raining when they laid it!  What happened to the 2 toughest hashers in town?  We set off into the countryside, where we remained for the entire run.  There were secret pathways, a run back up a hill only to find a fish hook at the top (or so the hares said), a climb over a fence – or initially an attempt at a squeeze under a fence until Hotlips realised that was definitely not going to work – the main concern being the stream running under the fence and threatening to entice her into it.

There were lots of run-backs with more than one appearing on long legs.  Mostly 2 or 4 people had to go to the back of the group.  There seemed to be a lot of negotiation at some of these, unless it is that a group of hashers really can’t count up to 4.  The hares got a little irate when only 1 person came back from the 10 run-back!  But, eventually, another 9 made the journey.

There was mud and a stagnant stream which was nothing to Call Girl and Comet after their Endure 24 experience at the weekend.  They just ran straight through it.  How do they get their shoes clean?  I had my old trainers on as I am trying to dry out the new ones because they stink from a previous muddy experience.  But even after a soak in anti-bac the garage where they are kept will still need fumigating. 

Back in the village there was a quick break for Tiger Feet to compete with his boys at the monkey bars and St Bernard to push CS on the swing.  Is there a weight limit for play equipment any more?

Back at the pub there was no BBQ!  This had been promised for the previous couple of weeks but Epic couldn’t be bothered to sort it.  But the chips were copious and very tasty.

The hares were re-named after the couple from hell – Rose and Fred West!  I think this is only temporary but Hutch did suggest the relationship could develop as he argued less with Epic than with Rubber Sole!  Brave chap.

Call Girl was keen to dish out the yellow shirt but Gnome Alone was mid sentence when Eric put a glass on her head.  Believing her to have something important to say he paused only to discover she wanted to know if anyone had any salt for the chips.  So he took the shirt and threw it to her.  The chips weren’t even hers they belonged to the man she was sitting next to.  But that didn’t stop her and St Bernard tucking in to them.

Epic then mused over the allocation of the Supergirl pants. Lo Cost and Skidmark received praise for their running.  Babs had claimed injury and not come to the hash but had instead been to a spin class!  Albert got chilly and borrowed Babs’ pink running jacket.  But the lucky winner was Call Girl for not running to the very back of the group at an on-back.  The pants were awarded with the words “endure this”.

On On  

Hares:  Hutch and Epic Fail

Hounds:  Big Stiffy, Hotlips, Rubber Sole’s Buddy, Lemony Snickett, Wimpey, Northern Sole, Rubber Sole, Hutch, CS, Lo Cost, St Bernard, Skidmark, B’Cider, Professional Peach, Call Girl, Tiger Feet, Pink Panther, Cato, Comet, Boozer, Albert Square, Eric, Gnome Alone, Pressganger and Qualcast plus Babs and Wilson at the pub

Date:  14 June 2016

Distance: 4.5 Miles