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R*n 730 location

R*n 730 started from the On Inn - Craven Arms, Giggleswick.

Who ran 730? - data up to & including this r*n

Hash HandleHareHoundTotal
Minor Twat - Hare24220244
Sir Tom Tom - Hare57298355
Wears the Soap - Hare31417
Baldbrick42468510
Bedside Manner167389
Dormouse25202227
Hard Astern01616
Large Package12122
Lurch67369436
Morticia68370438
Off His Trolley34298332
Pudsley37780
Ready About01616
Special Delivery077
Speedbump25182207
Tooth Fairy144862
Upperskirt41534575
Virgin: davidw (Visitor)011
Virgin: soniaw (Visitor)011
White Noise30269299
Whore of the Jungle022

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On Inn - Craven Arms, Giggleswick

This was our 1st visit to this On Inn.

The Craven Arms is adjacent to the A65 directly opposite Giggleswick Railway Station.

www.craven-arms.co.uk

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Sunday 26th January 2020 at 11:00am

DaytimeR*n 730 »

Giggleswick

Well, well, well. WOTJ (yours truly) has dutifully (cough cough) volunteered to write up his second ever hash with the wonderful people of Lune Valley HHH. And what an eventful hash it was...

Oh I wish I could say that the weather was sunny and dry... But lets get real, this was a down and dirty hash: rain and wind the name of the game. Fortunately, this didn't stave off our guests arriving from Manchester and Qatar for the day.

Starting off strong, we nearly lost half our herd to the marshes coming up to the river. Little did we know, that we would end up facing off a great herd of bulls. It was at this fortunate fish-hook that the Horn Appreciation society was born and the newly appointed members dutifully waited for their fellow-hashers.

Cracking on quickly after a brief beer stop, hills were climbed, hamlets invaded, and some hashing was done...

On what should have been a straightforward hash, the ultimate Rambo was born. Our fellow hasher: Dormouse, chewing up turf from the rear, fancied (or so he says) a second go at the set trail. However, he failed to let any of his fellow hashers know, and only after getting half-way round again, did he shake his head and walk back to the pub (before being picked up enroute). Those that went to the pub did what all worried hashers do: sink a few drinks and crack on with some pub grub (apart from of course the hares and Speedbump who were worried sick).

Thank you all for coming and see you all in a few weeks! ON ON

Whore of the Jungle

Write up by Whore of the Jungle

28th January 2020 at 7:23pm