R*n 59: Gilpin Bridge

Saturday 18th January 2003 at 3:30pm Full Moon

Thank you Ruth for a new much needed commentary on hash life.  Is "The Moon" news going to compete with "The Sun's" Headlines (where do you put the apostrophe in that?):

"That went down really smoothly for a virgin"
"He's running like a geriatric gazelle"
"You're ill!  Ooh good I won't look so bad now"

Poor Hash Drunk: back ache deserves more sympathy, but less than all YOU POOR HASHERS who missed a real gem of a run: small but perfectly formed as they say.  Meeting point was Gilpin Bridge beneath the imposing tiers of cliff overlooking Morecambe Bay.  Only the hares were there when the Adams family arrived and the numbers looked a bit depleted, until the above-mentioned company made a non-too-early arrival.

We re-located to the old quarry at foot of Whitbarrow, surprisingly well-frequented by dog walkers, and set off North along the lane.  Its at the boundary between the horizontal Lythe Valley and the near vertical hillside.  At the next farm, Rambos zigged up into the woodlands gaining height in an energy-zapping diversion before a fast descent, rejoining wimps on a forest road lower down.  A surprise route at a checkpoint fooled the FRBs and took us onto an unlikely looking path aimlessly wandering up down right, left, then left some more to arrive on Whitbarrow's bald crown and a hare, Bubbles.

Here we awaited the verbally incontinent: Morticia and Ruth, Cousin IT and Abigail.  Down-downs later awarded for such crimes and particularly the young girls for winding up the Founding Father on the next stretch.  Up to a magnificent viewpoint and then down, back into the woodland and then onto the evil looking black slanting slab that floors the quarry and back to base.  This slab deformed Forever Blowing's backside and wrist as she attempted to skate down.  Reports from down-under still not good.

Down-downs for demeanours listed above.  The Gilpin Bridge pub's doors were firmly shut for too long, so we went back to the Lune Valley, got changed, dumped the cars and then sampled the Black Bull's beers and then sampled some more.....

Write up by an unknown scribe — 24th January 2003 at 10:23am

Who ran 59?

Hash Handle Hare Hound Total
B
Bubbles Hare
16 36 52
CI
Cousin It
1 28 29
FB
Forever Blowing Hare
10 41 51
HD
Hash Drunk
10 41 51
L
Lurch
7 38 45
M
Morticia
7 29 36
PT
Peeping Tim
0 3 3
PMU
Pick Me Up
9 41 50
P
Pudsley
1 27 28
W
Wednesday
2 28 30

Turn out: 10

Location

R*n 59 started from Gilpin Bridge Inn, Levens. and the On Inn was Black Bull, Brookhouse.

On Inn - Black Bull, Brookhouse

Black Bull

This was our first visit.