QH3 Run 862. The Old Vicarage, Whetstone, Leicester

RUN #862
Date : Sunday 15th March 2015(11:00)
Location: The Old Vicarage, Whetstone (LE8 6JH)
Hares: Dope and Heroin
Weather: Overcast, dry with chill in the air
Pack size: 12

The hares for the day, Dope and Heroin, introduced their trail with some excuses. Dope would be walking, the only one to do so today, because of injury. Reference was made to crossing railway lines and it was noted that we would not find a Heroin tied to the track - she would be sweeping the pack around the trail. We used many virgin trails from an On Inn not used before and most of the time nobody knew where they were. I did recognise the path along the now disused Great Central Railway track and correctly surmised we where heading in the direction of London. B*gger was able to reel off a load of facts about the aforementioned railway line and why it would make an ideal route for HS2. It made a good route for hashers, including a precipitous false trail down the embankment which I chickened out of doing after only a couple of yards. The fact we were running in the Leicester area did bring back traumatic flashbacks of Captain Oates' infamous trail from the Dry Dock. 

It was a good length trail and one odd bit with flour in several directions where Dope had changed his mind. Obviously American miles are shorter than what we use. The promised trail of 6.1 miles turned out to be more than 7 GB miles. B*gger moaned a lot, including pointing out to the hare that she had a tendency to start walking along the correct trail at checks somewhat giving the game way. The positive of getting B*gger to moan was offset by not losing Captain Oates.

Back at the On Inn a bloody Barritone was totally unaware of his injury. We're a

Bloody Barritone

tuff hash. The RA (Butt Plug) made some excuses about Mother's Day and the need to leave early, taking Too Tuf and Chicki with him. You'ld have thought he'd been quite at home in the Old Vicarage. Instead we had to make do with the Curate (Captain Oates). This meant we couldn't give a DD for Captain Oates passing his HGV test or his use of his new juicer to process Jaffa cakes. Other missed opportunities for DDs were mothers and the Irish (St Patricks Day tomorrow). We don't have many of either on the hash. 

First DD went to B*gger for a good moaning performance today. Next DD was awarded to myself - OAP - for putting my safety first and not descending down that very steep false trail. Wallington tried to get out of christening his new shoes but the threat of having to drink out of Captain Oates' size 15s soon changed his mind. Barritone who did a splendid job standing in for the Curate on Run 860, and needed a beer to anaesthetise his arm wound, got the fourth DD. The hares were thanked for a good run decided by a non-secret ballot.

Wallington christening his new shoes

That's the way I saw it today..On On..Durex.

Trail as done by Durex