Location: The Plough, Huddlesford, nr. Lichfield
Hare: Captain Oates
Weather: Cold with snow on ground
Pack size: 10
A hare's worst nightmare - heavy snow the night before your trail. After establishing: (1) the Hare had successfully managed to lay a trail, and (2) at least two hashers were turning up, we set off for this distant outpost of our hashing area. Never before have we run from a location with a WS (West Staffordshire) postcode. The snow was actually melting fast and became less deep as we travelled south along the A38. Perhaps bringing the sledge was not such a good idea.
A hard core of nine hashers turned up, plus the hare (Captain Oates) who could be forgiven for turning up on his bicycle 15 minutes late on this bitterly cold day. This was trumped by Barritone who turned up even later on his bike all the way from Nottingham. He had set out the day before and spent the night in Tamworth - what dedication to hashing.
The hare promised us the shortest trail ever, said he would be very surprised if
No need for flour - just follow the hare's characteristic footprints |
The second half was mainly on public footpaths through muddy snow covered fields where the hare had employed turmeric powder on top of (rather than mixed with) the white flour making the trail markings look like fried eggs. We did remarkably well to find the trail all the way back to the pub, the hare even choose to avoid the straightforward route back along the Coventry Canal and
Turmeric on white flour - fried egg markings |
This is a popular pub for a Sunday lunchtime and it rapidly filled up. The RA, after a wobble on the last trail, returned to her high standard of weather control. No precipitation whilst we were on the trail, this was saved until we were snugly inside the Plough. On account of this, we had a quiet circle inside the pub.
First DD went to B*gger, the RA pointing out we catered for all disabilities. Next was Wallington, late to the circle having just completed his Sunday dinner, was punished for his Stevie Wonder impression (banging on the keyboard (?)). Somehow the conversation wandered to discussing Tommy Walker and Pin Ball Wizzard, Captain Oates being rewarded for his admission that he always thought the words were 'Shaun plays a mean pin ball'. Barritone's dedication to hashing was acknowledged turning up on his bike, albeit twenty minutes late. Goblin then got a DD for something, I was distracted at this point by a wet black pussy running past the window.
What can you say about a trail set under such conditions that also included a beer stop. Something between 42% and 42%! Well done Captain Oates for an enjoyable hash. Finally, the Beer Master (Too Tuf) got the remaining DD for not equally dividing the beers he purchased amongst the unknown number of DDs awarded by the RA.
Announcements were brief as we have no hares allocated to do a trail until 6th March. Too Tuf and Chicki rapidly volunteered to set our next trail on Monday 26th January.
On On..... Durex
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