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R*n 649 location

R*n 649 started from the On Inn - Black Bull, High Bentham.

Who ran 649? - data up to & including this r*n

Hash HandleHareHoundTotal
Sir Tom Tom - Hare46245291
Fiddler on the Hoof84250
Forever Blowing67339406
Off His Trolley28262290
Second Fiddle022
Sperminator (Visitor)011

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On Inn - Black Bull, High Bentham

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This was our 11th visit. We also visited on...

The Black Bull Hotel situated in the Market Town of High Bentham, perfectly placed between the villages of Ingleton and Clapham on the edge of the Yorkshire Dales

We stock a variety of Thwaites beers and supply a great range of foods with some very special offers.


Tuesday 2nd January 2018 at 7:00pm

Full MoonR*n 649 »

High Bentham - STT's Post-Christmas Austerity R*n.

As the warnings about Storm Eleanor grew so did the pings from our new What's App group. We do have a lot of uber wimps! Gusts of 80mph? Had that at Kirkby Stephen. Heavy rain? Had that at many many r*ns.  If anyone could lay a storm force trail with flour to withstand a typhoon - sir Tom Tom is your man!  What could possibly go wrong?

So it was that the hardcore hashers emerged from their cars in the pub carpark. STT was already telling us about the sections that he a) couldn't lay, or b) were no longer viable.  We were urged to stay together and he trusted the sensible back runner (off His Trolley) with a map.  We waited in the warm and welcoming pub to see if anyone else would join us..... Yes! A Virgin - Mrs Fiddler chose today for a Hashy baptism.  And then Sperminator walks in , former GM of Poona hash and instantly recognises Tightarse as a long lost sub continent hashing pal.  The hashing world is small.

We were told that if we didn't like the first mud we found to turn back as it would only get worse.  For a change the hare told the truth - but were any of us die-hards about to give up? With a pack of 2 halves the FRBs checked and slipped and called back for all our worth, inventing fish hooks to collect the back markers.  A friendly Yorkshire farmer (yes they do exist!) didn't question us going back and forth through his yard.  But then came the fun part of scouring empty, pitch black, deeply muddy, fields for flour. An FRB with no torch was wandering aimlessly - but eventually we came across an anxious hare with half an umbrella and a phone to his ear.  But nothing to worry about we were all together and the down hill run-in to the festive lights of High Bentham was very welcome.

There may not have been the down down initiation that our virgin was expecting but she did get to experience the initiation of trying to get changed in the ladies loo, when you're wet down to your knees and muddy up to your knees.

The food arrived very quickly and as stories were being exchanged I left to swim back to Lancashire.

Thanks Hare for having faith that some hounds would turn up. I'm just off to wash half of Yorkshire off my shoes. On on! Don't miss the next 3 January runs! 

Forever Blowing

Write up by Forever Blowing

3rd January 2018 at 8:44am