R*n 522 started from the On Inn - Longlands Hotel, Tewitfield.
Hash Handle | Hare | Hound | Total |
---|---|---|---|
Cyberseptic - Hare | 64 | 245 | 309 |
Anoraksia | 0 | 4 | 4 |
Antiseptic | 50 | 259 | 309 |
Bitter | 37 | 172 | 209 |
Bubbles | 60 | 271 | 331 |
Darth Vader | 1 | 17 | 18 |
Forever Blowing | 49 | 271 | 320 |
Fur Coat | 7 | 62 | 69 |
Gossamer | 1 | 21 | 22 |
Helmet Polisher | 0 | 4 | 4 |
Highway | 19 | 214 | 233 |
Major Twit | 23 | 166 | 189 |
Minor Twat | 20 | 150 | 170 |
Off His Trolley | 23 | 193 | 216 |
Pussy Foot | 0 | 3 | 3 |
Sir Tom Tom | 32 | 173 | 205 |
Twisted | 37 | 185 | 222 |
Upperskirt | 29 | 362 | 391 |
Virgin: Darragh (Visitor) | 0 | 1 | 1 |
White Noise | 19 | 177 | 196 |
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This was our 7th visit. We also visited on...
With nooks and crannies, old beams and a bit of an uneven floor, our bar is typical of an old-fashioned country pub where villagers meet to relax and welcome visitors to this lovely corner of the English countryside. Our wide range of hand pulled ales will capture the imagination of anyone who loves real ale, for others we have a selection of lagers, bitters, and unusual spirits.
Having previously been appointed scribe in September (my last outing as a hound), I was a little disgruntled when singled out yet again by CyberSeptic for scribing! Yes, he made a play at closing his eyes and spinning round in a circlewith his finger pointing, however he had already caught my eye/position before he spun and as the song goes “oops he’s done it again” ….. I got the job again! I would like to think that I was the “chosen one” as a result of my superb articulation and witty prose, however as neither apply in my case, I was just victimised!
Having said all that and got it off my chest, the hash (also set by CyberSeptic) was an excellent r*n with a lovely mix of canal paths, bridleways, wooded areas, fields and a fab beer stop with amazing Peanut Biscuits (courtesy of the Bucket Meister Baldbrick). This was all done with my little mate Major Twit alongside me and excellent banter amongst the rest of the hashers as we checked out the trail. We were even lucky enough to have mostly dry weather apart from a heavy shower on the last leg but this did not deter us from our high spirits (yes, I had been drinking)!
There were several f f f fish hooks on the route (not all obeyed by the hounds) but it kept us all together and gave us keen hounds a good r*n for our money. We also had the tiniest hasher I have ever seen join us at the beer stop and little Darragh looked as “snug as a bug in a rug” all wrapped up in his little hammocky thing. I did ask if I could go round the next hash in one of them but got no takers?! Shame the pub “The New Inn” at Yealand (which had been intended as a proper beer stop) was all closed up as they used to do lovely chips there as I recall!
We arrived back at the On Inn to a quick squarcle which saw “Pussyfoot” being named on account of her being called Cat Lightfoot (Gosh, we are good coming up with such inventiveness) and also a down-down for Darth Vader who saw fit to throw her beer money away en-route. Fortunately the tenner was located and handed back after correct identification by Darth Vader who remembered the picture on the back.
The AGPU duly took place inside following luncheon orders (the roast dinner looked amazing) and looks like we have the same miscreants back in place (not so amazing but doing their best)!
On On to the next hash… and woe betide if Cyber looks me in the eye again at the start!
Write up by Twisted
14th November 2014 at 9:22am