Scribes

AH3 RUN 1340; April 6th 2008.
Top of School road, Peterculter
Hares: Plonker & Trouser Shredder

After a heavy snow fall during the night , bitterly cold temperatures and strong winds I was not expecting a good turnout for this run.  My fears were unfounded. It takes a lot more than that to dampen the enthusiasm of the AH3 hash and the turnout was excellent.
Because of the cold wind the assembly was hastily called to circle in order to get the formalities out of the way as quickly as possible and start the run. The GM picked on the first person he saw to be scribe, me,  but then was unable to provide the Hash Horn.  What a disappointment— making a lot of noise on the horn is the only fun part of being scribe.  After shamefully trying to blame Harley for losing his horn the GM eventually had to accept responsibility and was quite rightly given a down down by the RA. You had better find it for next week Sergio!  Then it was over to the hares and On-On.
Well, after the heavy snow fall during the night it quickly became apparent that the hares had been up early and there were reasonably adequate amounts of  fresh blue flour.   The run set off north and through the woods. With yours truly and my faithful dog Angus in the lead we continued; crossing the main Culter/Skene road ,through a caravan park and down a slippery bank to the Culter Burn.  Some found that the only way down the slippery bank was by sliding on their arse and had to complete the run with a wet bum. Hope you soon dried out .  The run continued along the burn, across the  main A93 and through Newmill Hill Woods with quality checks and flour trail all the way.  And then confusion!

It may have been the fault of Little Shit, pontificating about the history of the Roman encampments in that area and “What the Romans Had Done For Us”. We were all in such a hurry to get away that we headed at great speed along the most obvious escape route which just happened to be the Old Deeside railway line. After half a mile with not a spot of flour we were having our doubts!  Fortunately , by the time we got to Drill Bits estate we found a blob or two of flour and soon after that the Hares came to our rescue with a call of “on-right”.  So the dumb ass pack promptly headed  90degrees right and down towards the river behind  the Kirk.  WRONG !! A bearing of 10degrees right was all that was required to return us to the Old Deeside railway.
Everbody, including the walky talkies, eventually met up at the beer stop. Overall it was an excellent run under difficult circumstances.

Post run down downs were awarded to ;

Dutch Cap – for falling on his arse at  Culter Burn.
Farmer – for leading the RA astray. The SCBs sneaking through private property!
Susie and  Becky - Birthday girls.
Hares-Plonker  & Trouser Shredder- for an excellent run.

On  On
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