R*n 485: Crooklands

Fifty shades of grey sky greeted us as we arrived at the layby for the start of the hash, however there was the smiley faces of Lurch and Morticia also greeting us so that cheered us up no end. The Septics and little EeeeeColi set off via car to find the push chair friendly bit of the trail and everyone else set off in the opposite direction. Immediately after the start, a Wimp/Rambo split saw Major Twit and I heading off from the rest of the pack and we had a good stretch of the legs before catching up with the wimps in a big tunnel. Baldbrick was deafening everyone by sounding his big horn in the tunnel (how childish) and one or two of us did a few whoops to frighten off the tunnel fairies! Plenty of wet and muddy fields later with lots of interesting features including dead sheep, cute looking goats (no, not Baldbrick), chickens, and more dead sheep brought MT and I to the welcome beer stop. We had found Lurch and Morticia parked up in a layby earlier on and got excited at the thought of an early beer stop, only to be told it was a false alarm and they were just enjoying a quick break with a flask, a few digestives and the newspapers (all that was missing was the motorway bridge to look over)!

With Baldbrick and Upperskirt joining us, MT and I set off after the beer stop (very nice chocolate digestive!) and very soon hit a very large set of fields which tested the flour hunting skills. By this time, the rain was set in and after more dead sheep, it was all starting to be a bit depressing. More so for the Wimps who got very lost in the fields and ended up splitting up and trying to head back via various routes after& lots of circuits round the same field looking for flour. MT and I having got back to the layby decided to do our caring/sharing bit and walk back to pick up the wimps including Twot and Bitter, however after a mile back there was no sign of any of the wimps and we returned to the layby to find they had returned off trail and were actually waiting for us!

Despite the greyness, the very wet rain and the shiggy filled fields, it was an excellent r*n (shame about the dead sheep) and the On Inn made us all very welcome with good food and a warm welcoming environment. No circle was held due to the weather and the lateness of the hour, however we all said what a good hash it was... perhaps we can complete the trail next year in the sun as the hares indicated that they had cut the second half short?

On On to the next r*n.

Twisted x x