A glorious sunny morning greeted the pack and hares for this run as they assembled at the Waggon & Horses eager for the off. A quick brief on the obstacles - partially obscured bridges, single file on the fields, don't inhale the spores as you run past - and the 'On-On' was called.

Setting out from the rear of the pub the first check was quickly encountered. Capn' Haddock successfully ran through the first false trail while Wiggly encouraged others up another. Doubling-back the pack picked up the correct trail and 'On-On' they went. A couple more ramblings around the residential area of Barton-le-Clay and out onto the Sharpenhoe Road. With a false trail to the left, the pack set out of town to the next check.

By now the knitting circle had established itself with GM (with her pussy on a stick), Nik-Nak and others deciding a leisurely stroll was more the thing for this fine morning. Finally they rendezvoused with the others and the pack began to check out the possible trails. Down the slope and to the stream they went - along the false trail. Back then and out into the first of the open fields. Over the fence and pass the cows taking a keen interest in our antics, especially Ian [possibly My Little Pony? - Archive Ed] as he scuttled across the field to the far fence. Paintball shepherded the rest of the pack past. Another field and the first complaints about sticky mud and heavy feet could be heard! Safely across, the Sharpenhoe Clappers loomed large and ominous and before long the check at the base was found.

The knitting circle, already having taken one short cut were kindly spared the perilous ascent and guided to the next trail. Donut and a few others accepted gravity was against them and joined the strollers on this occasion. So on-on went the brave, without crampons or pick and the north-face was conquered - only for every trail at the next check to be false! Wiggly gleefully informed the panting pack that this was a back-check and the only way on was back down. This pleased Shagpile no-end as the thought of bouncing down the slop with Ebony pulling him on filled his mind. Tight Wad collected the stragglers at the top and back down the pack went.

Checking all the possible trails before setting off on the one signed as 'footpath' the pack headed out through farm building and fields to the only ladies check. The false trails exhausted, the journey home began. More sticky mud and heavy feet as the pack traversed the fields. By the time the pack picked up the road they had become stretched out so in dribs and drabs the 'On Inn' was passed and eventually the knitting circle came in after an hour and 10 minutes or so.

Down-downs for the hares Tight Wad and Wiggly followed by Paintball in a dress and also for presentation of the Hashit. Finally, thanks and a down-down were given efforts of the outgoing committee for which the club depends so much on.

On-On to the AGM and the next run!

Tight W