Lovely location for this evening hash in such beautiful weather.  A little low on numbers though, unusually these days.  Still, all the best of us there!

No messin' about, after a short briefing about how hard it is to mark in long grass, up the track we went, then off into the woods.  And woods they were too!  Seemed to go on for ages past the reservoir and taxed our ingenuity to avoid twisted ankles on the roots, ups and downs and minor shiggies.  Baldbrick turned back to see if Upperskirt was lost and left alone I picked my way on, then saw rambos the other side of a gate and followed them through it, only to find I'd short-cutted for which I got a down-down later.  We emerged into easier going and views.  Going through a farm we were slighly non-plussed when we lost flour.  I asked who I thought was a local in a car whether "the footpath goes straight through" and he looked non-plussed too and said "football?"  I don't think he was local and I think football was the extent of his English.  Never mind, the on on was straight through anyway.

On crossing the river by a bridge I realised this trail was precisely the route Antiseptic and I walked on a Bowland camping trip in 1974, while we were at uni in Brighton.  By then it became clear we were on the Rambo split, though the only evidence of this was that an "R" on a stone had been seen, without seeing a "W".  Blind B****s aren't we?  The in-trail via Abbeystead church was jolly pleasant, as will be the next hash no doubt (see what I did there?)

Thank you you delicious hares for a memorable event.