R*n 640: Caton

THE DOUBLE STITCH UP........

This was billed as a live hared r*n. It was odd that there was flour all the way down Caton Green Road and Holme Lane as I walked to the start at the Station Hotel. It was on this very day 17 years ago, 22 October 2000, that the very first LVH3 r*n took place from the Station Hotel. I was walking in the footsteps of my hashing forebears. Maybe the flour was left from that r*n 17 years ago? You fool, it couldn't be. Sir Tom Tom wasn't with us then!

Others arrived at the Station with tales of visible flour but where was the hare? He soon arrived and admitted to laying the splits but that the rest would indeed be live hared.

We had a swift half whilst the hare got his head start and after 10 minutes we were off across Hornby Road and along the multi use path toward the Crook o' Lune. It was here we encountered our first split. The rambos continued on the path toward Halton and we wimps followed the river bank and through the memorial woodland. We crossed Lancaster Road, went up Quernmore Road, along Hall Drive and through the ginnel to the Ship Inn.... which was shut due to an electrical problem. We continued toward the Station Hotel where the hare beckoned us inside to consume our pre-ordered halves.

After refreshment we were given direction to cross Brookhouse Road and pick up the trail. We did that and wondered up Brookhouse Road but found no flour, Turning back, we retraced our steps toward the Ship Inn where we took a quick left through the yard up to Greenfields. After turning right onto Copy Lane we crossed through to Kingfisher Court and on up Broadacre where we turned left before the school and then over the beck.

We crossed the fields and took the footpath past the stables onto Hawthorn Avenue. Well all of us except Bubbles that is. He chose to continue on toward the Black Bull.

The true trail took us to another beer stop at the Septic's. At this point the hare made the executive decision to shorten the trail which took us down Artlebeck Road and on to the On Inn.

After a while our tables became available and we started the AGPU whilst waiting for food. For some reason I gave Cyberseptic the finger and got dobbed for the write up - that was the first stitch up.

Whilst preparing my notebook I heard Bubbles and Forever extolling the virtues and kudos of being GM and how a very deserving person was earmarked for the role. Don't buy a used car off those two - they'll have you. They only meant me - that was stitch up number two. I nearly spat my ale out but thought better of it. I didn't want a DD for wasting beer!

After appointing the rest of the mismanagement we raised a glass to the coming 18th year of Lune Valley Hash House Harriers. May it be a good one.