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R*n 388 location

R*n 388 started from Main Car Park, High Bentham and the On Inn was Black Bull, High Bentham.

Who ran 388? - data up to & including this r*n

Hash HandleHareHoundTotal
Sir Tom Tom - Hare157994
Dormouse108191
Morticia38198236
Off His Trolley15131146
Speedbump107181
Spunky099
Turkish Delight077
White Noise13120133

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On Inn - Black Bull, High Bentham

Image of Black Bull, High Bentham

This was our 4th visit. We also visited on...

The Black Bull Hotel situated in the Market Town of High Bentham, perfectly placed between the villages of Ingleton and Clapham on the edge of the Yorkshire Dales

We stock a variety of Thwaites beers and supply a great range of foods with some very special offers.

www.theblackbullbentham.co.uk

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Friday 15th July 2011 at 7:00pm

Full MoonR*n 388 »

Bentham

The GM nominated The Gobbler as Scribe which put the fear of God in him as it reminded him of school but with the help of Turkish Delight the following is a loose joint version of what happened on R*n 388.

The start circle was a bit on the small side (a bit like a semi-circle). Dormouse and Speedbump were late arrivals and it was chucking it down in High Bentham. Sir TomTom was anxious for the off as food supplies at the On Inn were being locked away at 8.15 pm. We quickly gave our food orders to Sir TomTom who was sheltering under a very large umbrella (we found out later it was a magic umbrella). Instructions for the r*n were given by Sir TomTom who advised all to be Wimps for the evening, even though there was a Rambo trail, as getting to the pub on time for eats was of prime importance.

However, doing the Wimp r*n isn't necessarily quicker as there were times when hashers were running around like headless chickens trying to find the trail (not the fault of the Hare). Our small but happy band set off eagerly and soon found flour and chalk to follow.

Things fell apart slightly while progressing through a pristine holiday park as the all important flour and chalk signs were missed (partly due to the rain mist before our eyes). However, Morticia soon found the way and we all followed, heads bowed to the rain.

Soon after, Sir TomTom re-appeared like Mary Poppins under his magic umbrella to let us know that Dormouse and Speedbump were behind us - possibly the only time this has happened. It wasn't long before they sped past us. We marched along manicured paths, narrow brambly trails, up fields of grass and sheep, lots of sheep poo and the odd cow plus pat. In the distance we watched as Dormouse ran first to the right, then a couple of minutes later to the left. Ah, we thought, we'll all go left after Dormouse. We kept up the chase but after arriving on a road via a farm we suddenly realised there was no flour - this was the headless chicken episode. Speedbump was long gone. All avenues were checked for signs. The Gobbler backtracked so far that we thought he had given up and had headed straight for the pub. Eventually White Noise, the brains of the operation, deduced that we shouldn't have been on the road and we'd missed a sign as the Hare was an excellent trail layer. We slunk back through the farm and went the right way at last.

The last part of the r*n was followed correctly by all except The Gobbler and Turkish Delight who took a delightful short cut (permission given by Mary Poppins who appeared once most under his magic umbrella. Needless to say their flouting of the rules called for a downdown.

Everyone arrived at the On Inn in time for circle and refreshments. Lurch turned up looking all clean and dry. Despite the dull weather the atmosphere in the Black Bull was far from dull with everyone able to sit together and join in the apres Hash conviviality.

Another pleasant Hash for LVH3.

Spunky

Write up by Spunky

22nd July 2011 at 6:59am