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Run 1299 – Scolty Hill

The usual motley collection turned up at Scolty car park on an evening which promised rain but in the event didn’t. The circle appeared to form on its own without the GM having to whip it into shape. According to him it was the first run this summer with so many beasties about – there were also a lot of flies bothering us.

An award to JC for his 666th run was followed by the joint hares, Aids & Cinders, describing how setting the run together was a sure recipe for marital discord, separation and/or divorce. Sounds to me like a good tip for other married couples. Anyway four spots and you’re on they said; four spots together indicated a difference of opinion between Mr & Mrs Hare on which way to set the trail next!

The run was the usual scenic Scolty stuff. Everyone’s been there before and can 2nd guess the hares’ intentions. Or not. Several good checks were followed by a long uphill slog off track and through heather which brought the pack loosely together at the top of  Scolty hill. From there it was mostly all downhill (obviously!) to the beer stop and thence back to the car park for more beer.

In the absence of the GM, Numbskull decided not to wait for some missing hashers before starting the ceremonies.
Sans ‘O’ got a down down for claiming Glaswegian ancestry at a recent social event. Must have been brought up in Milngavie (Mulguy to the plebs) to have gained a Glaswegian accent like that.
Canna Be Arsed for his new trainers which he cunningly discarded before the circle, changing into rather swish suede numbers which he refused to drink out of for some reason or another. Something to do with ‘I know what’s been in them’ or similae.
Olymprick got beer for complaining that someone in the circle was trying to copy his looks. When pressed it was pointed out that there were three other hashers present, all male, with a beard and a belly or, as was pointed out by one of them, three beards and two bellies. 
The two hares got a down down for being overheard at the top of Scolty agreeing with each other that it was a good run, after all the trauma they had earlier described about setting it.
And finally late down downs to three hares who got totally lost and arrived back at the end of the circle and who are normally first home either through short-cutting or sheer speed – Harley, Hippo and Wotzoff.

Finally don’t forget the Toga party at Mrs T’s place on 1st September. Centurions and Vestal Virgins also accepted, though there’s not many of the latter in AHHH.

Goat Wrestler