Runs 909 & 910

Saffron Walden YHA, Suffolk

New Year 2008-9


An enchanting light part of the twenty four hours of Tuesday acknowledged the hares, the sun bathed us in celestial refulgence. Donut had overall charge of the run, a preliminary survey the morning being made to evaluate the lay of the land. Donut confessed that the trail may be extended in time and space, therefore we would need to accelerate our legs in a forward motion, if we were to appear back at the YHA for 2 o'clock. So at 12 o'clock we departed to lay the trail, Donut's bantam legs were indistinct in our odyssey, the duration of time was against us. Two hours and ten minutes later the hares arrived back at the centre. A shout of "Circle up", by Capt F and the pack assemble and go through the customary banter. With a shout of on-on the throng are out of the centre and into a park, various false trails lead us out past the Cricket ground and to a held check.

The trail then extended tediously beyond the standard duration, so two numbered checks greeted the likes of Capt F, Knobber, Smiffo, Pooper, Pecker, returning them to the back of the pack. A Photo-check gave the pack a welcome caesura, a photogenic congregation was captured on Digital technology for posterity. A vociferous call of On-On and away the pack troop. Ten minutes of running lead us to the picturesque settlement of Littlebury, and more importantly the Queen's Head, for a well deserved pint. The pack reluctantly departed from the Queen's Head into the descending winter sun, the benefits of a warm fire and good beer becoming a distant recollection. A prolonged expanse of footpath lay ahead of the pack, and again the use of numbered checks was needed to allow the pack to gel together. At the check the pack turned left and homeward bound, through habitat more agreeable to the Hash, with tree lined pathways and open grass parkland. A few more false trails and a welcome ON-INN, gave the pack a decent run back to the YHA centre.

Downs downs for yours truly and Donut, then Capt F revealed that he forgot to appoint a RA, I am sure he got a down down for an amnesia attack. With no RA it was open to all Hashers to dob on any misdemeanours they heard or saw during the run. Needless to say it was a long circle and lots of down downs being awarded, I think everybody received some form of castigation.


Run No 910: New Years Day Hangover Hash Saffron Walden

Hashers: 16 – the rest stayed in the warm!

Well after the excesses of previous nights there were 14 hardy souls gathered at the appointed start time of 9:30, well it was more like 9:35 by the time Capt F has roused WWW and Scooper from their beds. Scrummy called things to order and after wishing all a happy New Year the hares were invited in to the circle.

After a short brief the pack were set on their way, which was actually the trail of the previous hash, suitably amended. Donut not surprisingly picks the correct trail at the first check, but is soon overhauled by Knobber who complains that the local council have mis-spelt the road he encounters (see photo).

Pecker followed by Twiglet now hit the front and struggle to follow the trail through the maze of alleys and streets in the town centre. Here, yours truly is berated to "keep the noise down" by a Jock whom must have been celebrating Hogmanay a little too enthusiastically. Pity we had no happy pills to give him as our supply had been used.

The trail crossed to the common where a big loop put Split Blox in a dilemma, should he short cut, or follow his Mum?

At the ladies check it's Hairy Gusset, Mekon and Scrummy that check it out but after a 4 to the back Shagpile finds himself in the vanguard only to discover a T. Shaggy is then

[Missing line(s): Archive Ed]

ON ON Smiffo and Screamer