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R*n 6 started from The Fountain, Market Street, Lancaster and the On Inn was John o'Gaunt, Lancaster.

Who ran 6? - data up to & including this r*n

Hash HandleHareHoundTotal
Bubbles - Hare336
Forever Blowing - Hare246
Hash Drunk336
No More Cum134
Pick Me Up235
Slackbladder134
The Accused033
The Judge033

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On Inn - John o'Gaunt, Lancaster

Image of John o'Gaunt, Lancaster

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

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Sunday 25th March 2001 at 11:00am

DaytimeR*n 6 »

Lancaster City

Mothering Sunday found 8 hardened Hashers gathered around the fountain in the centre of Lancaster for the first of our obligatory city Hashes.

As we sped off between the shops we attracted many a stare from bemused shoppers.

Having performed one of the many loops set out for us (very funny) up from the Penny Bank, we trundled on towards St Nicholas Arcades and promptly lost the trail due to a very dedicated cleaner. Whether the Hares actually paid the cleaner to erase the trail marks for the craic remain a mystery.

After several minutes of confusion we were  redirected by a disappointed Bubbles who was in waiting at the bus station to catch us on camera we Bugled our way through the bus station - OK so Slackbladder Bugled and the rest of us trotted on behind cringing with embarrassment.

The next treat was the Millennium Bridge at which point The Judge and The Accused joyfully disappeared down the Quay and down the wrong trail and had to be retrieved by plenty of blowing by micro shorted Slackbladder. The Judge and The Accused never really made the distance up and tagged behind for a mile or so - but hey, what a view of those shorts.

Congratulations to the Hares for finding the only patch of green trail in England not closed due to foot and mouth.

Ryelands Park saw the hashers pass the football pitches and much to Bubbles disappointment (again) all members took the wimps option after completely missing the longer route around Scale Hall.

Over the Railway Bridge across the river and on to St George's Quay we headed up the hill towards the railway station where we were forced to compose ourselves for Bubbles to finally get his photograph.

On past the back of the Post Office and through the passageways near the market we were collected once again by Bubbles and all trotted back to the fountain.

Thankfully no baptisms but several down downs ensued followed by a not so swift one in the John O Gaunt.  Forever Blowing got the biggest sausage - as usual.

The Judge

Write up by The Judge

31st March 2001 at 5:53am