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R*n 172 started from the On Inn - Marton Arms, Thornton-in-Lonsdale.

Who ran 172? - data up to & including this r*n

Hash HandleHareHoundTotal
Baldbrick - Hare64652
Upperskirt - Hare56671
Antiseptic196382
Atomic Caton93140
Bedside Manner21517
Bitter42630
Bubbles32115147
Cum Yak Yak34952
Cyberseptic236386
Dickhead12526
Feels on Wheels21820
Forever Blowing21119140
Highway23234
Lurch1999118
Major Twit34346
Minor Twat43539
Morticia148296
No More Cum157186
Slackbladder155267
Thunder Dick21719
Tooth Fairy72633

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On Inn - Marton Arms, Thornton-in-Lonsdale

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

The Marton Arms is well known for it's varied selection of cask conditioned hand pulled beers.

Up to 15 pumps of Beers, Ales and Ciders. Ranging from the delicately flowery light beer that just takes your breath away, all the way through to the heavier more robust brews that can take your legs away.

www.martonarms.co.uk

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Sunday 22nd January 2006 at 11:00am

DaytimeR*n 172 »

Thornton-in-Lonsdale - Tartan Burns Run

A beautiful early morning in the Yorkshire Dales was abruptly halted by the members of LVH3 sporting their token gesture tartan regalia for the 2006 Burns Night Run.

The Marton Arms became the Tartan Arms, when the two Hares for the day emerged from their car like contestants from a celebrity TV show; "Och tonight Cat, we're going to be the Krankies!!!"

The ran began with plenty of up, more up and more up. Shortly we were running along with amazing views back down the Lune Valley, and behind us back to stately peak of Ingleborough.

Road gave way to pasture, and of course pasture gave way to shiggy. Running along on the side of a hill in mud gave much needed skating practice prior to the Winter Olympics. Most managed to glide across the hillside with comparative ease. Some, however were not so lucky; ThunderDick fell flat on his arse.

Onward to the FRB's worst nightmare; the Fish Hook marking. A successful Fish Hook depends on two key factors; one being a bunch of front runners who actually take it seriously, and secondly having the back markers in the same county as of the front of the pack. On this run neither of these factors happened, with the exception of SlackBladder who gamely ran to Ingleton and back eventually finding the backmarkers who had taken the wrong turn earlier on.

However, the video referee later provided evidence why it took Slackbladder over 10 minutes to rejoin the main group. He was caught on camera in a very uncompromising position with a sheep. The camera never lies!!!

Eventually, onwards to the beer break amongst delightful hamlet of Masongill where whisky was the order of the day. The runners were greeted by a strange florescent orange haired Krankie character trying to pass off some inferior blend as Talisker. The whisky, whatever it was, was greatly appreciated.

Downwards and homewards on a really pleasant run through fields and tracks back to Thornton, passing a dead mink on the way.

A great run in fabulous scenery. Pity about the wigs.

Write up by an unknown scribe

28th January 2006 at 5:53am