I knew what i wanted to dress as but had a little trouble finding what i wanted from the limited charity shops in Bovey Tracey however with a little bit of squeezing i sort of managed to find something to fit, i now had to grow the tache and burns!!
I pulled into the car park at the Huntsman Inn in Ide, early with 1970's style tune blaring from the 8 track in the Vauxhall Viva. It was cold but I'm a tough guy and had my cutting edge cream, polo neck, skin tight( cos the ladies love it) jumper and my new beige slacks(that were not a bit forgiving), just what you needed in 2 degrees C.
No.2 was in the car park too as was Soapy and a couple of new chicks with very fetching silver flares and great looking pink and green hair. We froze as we waited for the rest of the pack but the 8 track was pumping and I danced to keep warm. Eventuality hashers gathered some dresses very oddly the other in normal cool gear. We had a quick circle with a few words from Bell Toll and the hares were called into the middle to brief us. FF was looking great, he had washed his lovely flowing locks that he refuses to cut, I suppose going from hippie to glam rocker is an easy transition. PP too look smashing and took a shine to the ever cool, ladies man, WR, tell ya what guys, if you want the girls to fall at your knees, grow a mustache, they love it;-{]
Enough of the tips back to the hash. Quick Rukka and I made our way through the village and so we were up front. I knew the village reasonably well and thought that we would end up going through the ford but we went the other way but we then went back and bloody hell was that water cold. Now don't forget I had dressed for the event but water went everywhere, but my hand suffered the most, they almost went purple! We carried on and we came out by the foot bridge that goes over the A30 and into Exeter. Slipper ran through dots without calling and came back saying that the trail didn't go that way, it did so we ran onto a long short split.
The longs went up the long hill toward St Thomas cross and then cut around to met up with the shorts and we made our way down into Exeter. Screech got a fish hook just before the Sweetie Stop. I was expecting Yorkies, Aztec bars, Flying Saucers, Dib-Dab or maybe Spangles but we had some futuristic looking treats.
On we ran the Longs once again splitting off and we had a big loop around the West Exe School and back in towards Ide up the back lane. QR, Boots in Puss Slippery and I then came to a Check, QR and I got this one right and ahead we came to a water hazard. We looked for the marks and found them going up the stream, under the footbridge and up the bank, this water, although cold was welcome on our warm feet but many hashers chickened out and dodged this part of the trail, well done to Buzby who made it too.
And the the long run into the village began. And so did the fish hooks again. I remember passing Puss in Bootless, X Bitz and Spokey a few times, Spokey was giving we a hard time because I had a sweaty crack bu I'm a man and that's what happens!
Back at the car park the down downs went to No.2 and PP cos they were birthday girls.
Screech for getting the fish hooks.
Slippery for mixing up Buz and Spokey
Oh i cant remember who else cos there's been a weekend in the way and yes i should have taken notes!!
Anyway on into the pub.
Don't forget tomorrow nights hash is Damp Patch's Birthday trail, in Bradninch. The pud is putting on a chilli so contact him if you would like to eat.
ON ON, Wide Receiver.
No comments:
Post a Comment