R*n 212 started from Beezon Fields car park, Kendal and the On Inn was Castle Inn, Kendal.
| Hash Handle | Hare | Hound | Total |
|---|---|---|---|
| Cum By - Hare | 3 | 1 | 4 |
| Minor Twat - Hare | 9 | 58 | 67 |
| Slackbladder - Hare | 17 | 55 | 72 |
| Dormouse | 1 | 11 | 12 |
| Feels on Wheels | 5 | 35 | 40 |
| Highway | 4 | 56 | 60 |
| Lurch | 26 | 121 | 147 |
| Master Baker | 1 | 20 | 21 |
| Morticia | 21 | 108 | 129 |
| Pondlife | 0 | 10 | 10 |
| Speedbump | 1 | 8 | 9 |
| Upperskirt | 8 | 100 | 108 |
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This was our 1st visit. We also visited on...
As a lame scribe, this write up inevitably is a mix of fact and fiction.
Hashers are known for their superhuman turn of speed when following their flour and chalk in pursuit of an elusive On Inn, and so a becrutched hare/scribe is simply not able to keep up and ensure fair play on his own hash.
Who has the brightest headtorch?, is the one upmanship of your average Full Moon Hash ;and this was the case on 212 ,as Highway, not only had the brightest but also the tiniest one for the other hashers to marvel and admire.
Off set the intrepid hashers along the banks of The River Kent, Kendal Green bound.
On on cries were heard bellowing out through the still Kendal air, causing the local inhabitants to scuttle into their homes to avoid the marauding tribe.
The usual wimps suspects found extra strength in their legs as they took on the first two Rambo splits without even noticing that they were off wimp trail!
On on to Parr Street where novice hare Lady Jayne had run out of flour, which caused the inevitable confusion to the pack. SB had written "Parr" on his hand to inform all of this error....but forgot. However Lurch, who is known for missing the trail on a regular basis, steamed ahead undeterred by the missing trail and duly put the pack back on trail and also found a well hdden W-R split which took three hashers on a final Rambo up and around Kendal Castle following Major Tw*ts ample markings.
Major Tw*t incidentally is a particularly cool hare in his designer shades and also stands no nonsense from the local Kendal youth!
Away from all this toil the two injured:- Bubbles and Slackbladder could do no more than drown their sorrows in The Castle Inn, at not being out on such a fine Full Moon evening. And drown it they did with several pints of fine ale.
And as the rest of the bedraggled happy hashers duly arrived at the Castle Real Ale Alter, an impromptu Hash Line was formed as each ale was tested and given The LVH3 seal of approval.
Enthusiasm, speed, good beer, dry feet, thanks to supporting hares for saving the day.
Write up by Slackbladder
8th February 2007 at 1:53pm