8th July
A cloudy evening brought us to an old favourite - The Fox House Inn at Longshaw, would Monty’s Batman be able to come up with something original on these well hashed paths?
There was a good turn out , 17 + a couple of hounds at the point of departure, numbers swelled to 19 as fast Eddie and Jon joined us en route. Newbies Tom and the Lady from Dhaka, aka ‘Warm and Fluffy’ also joined us. Warm and Fluffy informed us that her husband, who she sort of described as jolly and talkative (editorial license) had previously joined SHHH. WAF also proved that all roads lead to Sheffield as she informed that she hailed from Watford, had worked in Oxford, currently lived in Dhaka but frequently visited our greenish city to for work and family reasons.
An unorthodox generously floured circle in the middle of the car park started us off and we quickly found the trail out of the back gate. As we headed North towards the quarry we tried to claim a couple of fell runners as our own but they just gave us strange looks and went on their way.
We soon crossed the Burbage South to Longshaw pedestrian bypass and began to climb the hill, this looked all too familiar, we had slid down this hill with head torches a few months previous, a long jump competition over a small bog ensued resulting in Uglyman and Bam Bam’s brother in law getting the mud treatment up to their calves.
Some fool enquired as to the whereabouts of Higger Tor, which C’ptain Morgan point out was right in front of me them, an energetic Big Daddy’s Daughter could be observed powering up the summit (picture the training scene in Rocky 4). Needless to say she was on and we all followed in her footsteps.
There was a need for originality on this run, but MBM went one step further with a cruel taunt, at the top of the hill was a ‘moo check’, a circle with moo written next to it and it was later found out that the cows had been up there…just waiting for us…our lack of pace had made them to lose interest and go home. Fortunately, that evening, Copper Job was not with us…the flashbacks would have been horrific.
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| The unorthodox Moo check |
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| Mincer tries his best to understand it all |
Meanwhile deep in the crevice CC was calling out for Pippa, not everyone knew that Pippa was a four legged hasher and a Q&A took place as to who Pippa was; ‘Are you Pippa?’, ‘nope I think she’s actually a dog’, said Bam Bam’s Sister and Su Yin respectively.
All safely through, thoughts turned to hash snacks and down the hill we headed towards surprise view. I had a quiet word with Search and Rescue about the possibility that there may not actually be any snacks and that we should prepare for the worst, but then came another twist….
A couple of runners went high and most of us went low, a bag at the bottom of surprise view was falsely accused of containing beer cans. A trio of teenage smokers atop the view looked mildly suspicious but far from ashamed. On closer inspection of the bag it was found to contain the hash snacks - Ginger Biscuits baked by MBM (Not the out of this world Flap Jack that is sometimes baked by Mrs MBM). The biscuits were nevertheless yummy if not a bit broken, possibly due to the fact that they had been hurled from the top of surprise view by the smug looking members of the Smokers Union - Hathersage Chapter.
With bellies full of biscuits we needed flour no longer and headed back towards Owler Tor and up along the stream towards home. An unfortunate Su Yin tripped up around this point and bashed her knee but soldiered on home regardless.
Back in the pub our hare was presented with a Dhaka Hash mug courtesy of Warm and Fuzzy. Emblazoned on the mug was the face of a sadly departed Hasher with the unfortunate name of ‘Gizpert’. After several hints and comments about what a wonderful mug it was, WAF magically produced another and presented it to your scribe.
Otherwise a midsummer night’s dream of a hash.
On on,
Sticky Shaft
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