Lune Valley Hash House Harriers

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R*n 737 location

R*n 737 started from roadside parking just near the Tarmac Quarry, Sandside

Who ran 737? - data up to & including this r*n

Hash HandleHareHoundTotal
Hard Astern - Hare11819
Ready About - Hare11819
Bedside Manner167692
Chapped Lips31619
Cotside Manner62127
Fiddler on the Hoof117283
First Class Stomp066
Forever Blowing75385460
Large Package22628
Late Cummer31619
Minor Twat24223247
Off His Trolley34301335
Sharp Intake066
Sir Tom Tom57302359
Special Delivery01212
Thunder Dick217495
Virgin: Emily (Visitor)011
Wears the Soap31619
White Noise30272302

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Sunday 26th July 2020 at 9:30am

DaytimeR*n 737 »


Hard Astern and Ready About have certainly proved themselves Competent Crew on this their Virgin voyage into the dangerous waters of setting a Hash for the never happy passengers on the Good Ship Lune Valley, even making Ships Flags.

Still within sight of the harbour Large Package and his shipmates managed to veer off course only to regain their positions later on in their voyage to the unknown.

The Ship's doctor and her family were in home waters, setting out at low tide, they took the early advantage and jibed home despite not knowing their port from starboard.

White Noise and her motley crew, supposedly seasoned sailors, were clearly rubbish at navigation and reading charts as they mega shortcutted to get to their rations of Grog and Ships Biscuits.

Captain Lurch and First Mate Morticia forgot their sextant and made a detour but made harbour in time for their afternoon tea with a great view of the sea.

Cyberseptic and myself went for an extra long voyage, losing our bearings at one point, but survived the rocks and rapids, without needing to call the Coastguard or RNLI - fortunately the bouyancy aids around the river weren't needed.

Captain GM with his team, including the jolly Roger was delayed by the high tide, by which time the shipping forecast was definitely Rain Later, Good.

Speedbump and Dormouse definitely hit the doldrums and were be-calmed but after re-setting the sails they set out again and set a true course, but missed their rations and only made it back to their home port in sight of the lighthouse just in time for tea with the captain.  

As the boats jostled for position in the circle in the evening, no one lost their moorings and we all retired safely to our bunks, dreaming of hashier days to come for our next voyage out.

Forever Blowing

Write up by Forever Blowing

1st August 2020 at 3:31pm