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Tuesday 21st September 2021
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R*n 761 location

R*n 761 started from Sizergh Castle car park, Sizergh and the On Inn was Strickland Arms, Sizergh.

Who ran 761? - data up to & including this r*n

Hash HandleHareHoundTotal
Hard Astern - Hare33437
Ready About - Hare33437
2FF044
Antiseptic69350419
Baldbrick44490534
Bedside Manner1788105
Belle61117
Bitter54238292
Chapped Lips53540
Cyberseptic87341428
Exhibitionist01313
First Class Stomp12526
Forever Blowing78401479
Glassy Lady01010
Half Life01111
Hop On Hop Off033
Jelly Tot12829
Large Package54651
Late Cummer53540
Loose Elastic74451
Lurch68391459
Midget Gem12526
Morticia69391460
No More Cum27203230
Pleasant044
Plucker044
Racey Miss11718
Sir Tom Tom61316377
Smartie12829
Special Delivery22628
Syd15100115
Tarty Totty83543
Twisted54259313
Upperskirt42562604
Willy Wonky099

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Sunday 22nd August 2021 at 11:00am

DaytimeR*n 761 »

Sizergh

Wow: what a wonderful turn-out this Sunday morning! If numbers of hashers turning out for a trot carries on like today, we’ll be needing NT car parks or bus services to get everyone to the start line. It was great to see some faces from the past: No More Cum, Syd and family making guest appearances, as well as seeing our comparatively recent members checking out the territory.

Hard Astern and Ready About brought us back to Sizergh (which is always one of my favourite locations) and managed to keep it interesting and different, though there seemed to be a rather large contingent of hashers who couldn't be bothered following the carefully thought out route and decided on various degrees of short-cutting. I know there are no rules in hashing, but really?

(I see we have visited Strickland Arms 8 times according to our official archivist and have something jiggling in my memory that it holds hostages when people forget to pay. Anyway that’s about an average of a visit every 2.5 years since our inception.)

Personally I never spotted any of the froglets. Couldn’t even see them on the pictures of undergrowth posted on WhatsApp which I presume included the mystical beasts. Morticia tells me she spotted several dead things: froglets, mole, newt, thus earning the retention of her name.

Somewhere on the Rambo trail I checked pockets and, quel horreur, my car key had managed to escape from a zipped pocket in the manner of a modern Houdini, so a couple of people made phone calls on my behalf and I reversed the route, arriving back after the rest of the pack, with glimpses of Baldbrick short-cutting at one point. My misdemeanours were exposed to the world and his wife, but I’m indebted to the public minded person who handed the key into the NT information kiosk. Helped restore the premature ageing that had set in.

Down downs for short-cutting were administered, but otherwise no other misdemeanours come to mind.

On On Lurch.

Lurch

Write up by Lurch

23rd August 2021 at 9:08am