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R*n 326 started from the On Inn - Masons Arms, Ingleton.

Who ran 326? - data up to & including this r*n

Hash HandleHareHoundTotal
Sir Tom Tom - Hare63036
Antiseptic34142176
Baldbrick15154169
Cyberseptic39130169
Feels on Wheels157691
Master Baker12109121
Morticia30163193
No More Cum19116135
Upperskirt18197215

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On Inn - Masons Arms, Ingleton

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This was our 2nd visit. We also visited on...

The Mason's Arms lies at the heart of this delightful village and is the perfect place to stay when exploring the area. Our warm welcome, friendly locals, exceptional atmosphere, great cooking and comfortable rooms offer all you could want during your stay with us. We take immense pride in sharing the beauty of the area with our guests and ensure we have all the information you will need to plan your stay. Although a pub in the truly traditional sense, The Mason's Arms has extended its welcome to include Bed and Breakfast guests who return time and again.

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Wednesday 2nd December 2009 at 7:00pm

Full MoonR*n 326 »

Ingleton

It was a small but select group of hardy hashers who gathered in the car park of the Mason's Arms. Cold wet weather had not deterred them, and they were ready and eager to brave the foothills of Ingleborough.

Our hare gave a (mercifully) brief introductory lecture, and then the pack set off, roaming across the main road to find trail. Once found, we set off through the darkened village, up and down cul-de-sacs, around housing estates and across soggy school playing fields. We soon left the village behind, and crossed a caravan site to gain access to the countryside. Sliding around on a dark muddy track Baldbrick managed to fall in a spectacular Keystone-cops fashion, narrowly avoiding injury to his horn! We all expressed our sympathy in the traditional manner by pointing, laughing and jeering.

After a short time on narrow rural roads we broke onto the fell. Hearts sank when Cyberseptic remarked, "This is the main path up Ingleborough, isn't it?" Up and up we went into the darkness, realising after a while that we hadn't seen any flour for a while. Luckily, Morticia was more observant than most of us, and saved the day by noticing the trail leading back towards the village. Pausing only to admire the twinkling lights of Ingleton, we plunged downhill again, and it wasn't long before we were all safely back in the pub car park, looking forward to our beer and food.

Down downs were given to Baldbrick for crashing and me for a variety of entirely spurious reasons made up by Cyber! It was then time to sample the good choice of beer and fantastic food offered by the Mason's Arms. On On.

Feels on Wheels

Write up by Feels on Wheels

8th December 2009 at 1:53pm