Hounds:- Bangkok, M`Bongo, DITW, Gymslip, WAM, WhyBother, Pink2Lips, Floater, Paul, Chunky, Martini, JustBull, BigBird, Phantom, Ferret, Liz, Withy and GrassHopper..
Tenzings hash from the Rising Sun at Knapp commenced with a game of `Car Park Tetris`, this involves trying to tessellate (my word of the week) different sized vehicles into a rectangular car park of limited volume. This was heading for a high scoring round until WAM screeched in with seconds to go and `abandoned` her car at a 45 degree angle completely destroying any symmetry that had been lovingly organised. This invoked a comment from Tenzing that was very brave seeing as there was a fair amount of female hashers present.
Off out of the car park and immediately we have a sit down protest at the first muddy stile by Pink2Lips, this holds up the hashers behind but then we are off in earnest, across the fields watched by a small herd of cows and then into the Maize fields, faster runners using the rows like lanes of a motorway.
An impromptu stop halfway across the maize while the back markers catch up, Withy silhouetting himself into Martini’s photo of the setting sun. More fields and cows and then back onto the road towards our start point, slight pause while we find the right path and then we are off again across more fields, no cows this time but an aerial display of low flying helicopters and a discussion on whether it was cool or not to wave at them.
Regroup in the corner of a field and its make the most of what little light there is to scoff the sweets. A few sour faces (sweets that is) and we are off again, an aerodynamically restyled Ferret leading the way, torches start to make an appearance and there is some confusion in one of the fields on whether the new looking galvanised gate is the private entrance to someone’s garden or the proper path. The leading hashers opt for discretion and carry on across the field to the old field gate, while the hare points the majority in the right direction.
ON INN appears on the road and its back to the pub, the extremely local cider is sampled by a fair few of the hashers. Chunky obviously found this hash incredibly easy as she hadn’t even raised a `glow` (ladies glow, men perspire, horses sweat and certain male hashers leak like a sieve) as she opted not to change out of her running kit, or maybe she just forgot her change of clothes.
Another fine hash through the villages of Somerset.
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