Run 1260

Monday 25 May 2015

The Old Hunters Lodge, Whipsnade

Hares: Rapid, Hot Shot and Leroy


The shy, young, little Newbie ......

Shagpile, is that a camera case in your pocket or are you ..

Kisses gives it 6

Capt F was not at this hash. Which is a pity, because if he had of been, he could have opened the circle with a hunting joke, such as:
An avid duck hunter was in the market for a new bird dog. His search ended when he found a dog that could actually walk on water to retrieve a duck. Shocked by his find, he was sure none of his friends would ever believe him. He decided to try to break the news to a friend of his, the eternal pessimist who refused to be impressed with anything. This, surely, would impress him. He invited him to hunt with him and his new dog. As they waited by the shore, a flock of ducks flew by. They fired, and a duck fell. The dog responded and jumped into the water. The dog, however, did not sink but instead walked across the water to retrieve the bird, never getting more than his paws wet. This continued all day long; each time a duck fell, the dog walked across the surface of the water to retrieve it. The pessimist watched carefully, saw everything, but did not say a single word. On the drive home the hunter asked his friend, "Did you notice anything unusual about my new dog?" "I sure did," responded the pessimist. "He can't swim."

He would have approved of the location and the weather, sharing a knowing smile with Leroy, who as the master hare, forgot the flour: forgivable given the long weekend away with the MKH3 celebrating their 1500th run. But Legs11 would have been shocked! It was a momentous occasion as Fat Controller's legs were not on display today, what could have happened to his shorts? Could it be related to the "three Liverpool Queens"?

DepthCharge was also not in attendance. He was out at the Bupa London 10K, achieving what must have been a personal best - something which the pack today, with the possible exception of Underlay, were in no danger of. The pace was, let's just say, pedestrian. The checks were reluctantly checked, but the numbers totally ignored with excuses such as "don't apply if you have run more than 500 trails", "don't apply if you are over 60". Even with fishhooks designed for over 60s (CRK) and more than 500 runs (Shagpile), it would appear that unless these are BOTH on the same fish hook, they can be walked right past. Forking decided on more than one occasion to stop and talk to Millie, just to avoid being the first to ignore them.

Custard, if she had been there, would have approved of the animal stops, views of Pigs, Ducks, Geese and Donkeys. Spotted Dick would have enjoyed the tree cathedral neatly laid out as some (but not all) of the pack decided to head back down the road to the pub, leaving the few to continue the short loop to the church and back to the pub.

.... and the other one

... as pleased to see Ringer as Rapid was?

FDC will take a beer any time, any how

Private Parts would have particularly enjoyed the circle, as the pack warmed to Forking's irreverent outlook on life. An RA running out of beer? Fortunately Leroy was on hand with virtual ale to award. With no Pongo to score the trail, Kisses stepped in to give it 6. 6 ????? another number to be ignored.

But most importantly we did all enjoy the trail. The pub was welcoming and friendly albeit with a small car park (thankfully White Rabbit was not there), serving an enjoyable pint or two and good pub grub on offer. Cakes were munched, with a new contender, the Underlay rhubarb and custard surprise (surprise, rhubarb can be delicious!) being particularly well received.

This weekend we head to Richmond for a back to nature "slum it" away trip, with a grand total of seven hashes. DE unfortunately will not be there...

On On

How the Rapid Underlay did 1260