Scribes

Run 1410
ON-On = Badentoy Park Industrial Estate, Portlethen
Hare = Bin Liner

The Hash assembled in Portlethen for the second week in a row and by 7pm a fair crowd had assembled but unfortunately this did not include the Hare or Hash Beer. The Hare arrived a minute or two late but we had to set off with only a promise that Hash Beer was on his way. It took a few attempts to find the trail out of the industrial estate and this was to be the experience at a number of the checks. There was an understanding in the pack that the day's heavy rain had obliterated some of the flour but personally I thought that we were rather silly to allow the guy with the white stick and the dog to be the front runner.

I haven't a clue were the run went but the terrain was very varied, alternating between farmland (with the ubiquitous wire fences), impenetrable forest and impassable bogs. The sweetie check was at the Boswell's Monument and some of the simpler hashers fell for the old false trail that starts at the foot of the stairs. The run to the beer check was interesting with Hilary standing on the wall trying to incite a herd of cattle, at the far side of the field, to charge the pack and pick off some of the back markers. We understand that he wasn't doing this from any thought of malice but that he had discovered that there probably wasn't enough beer for the number of hashers.

We staggered along the on-in; it had been a long run; and eventually the cars came into view. We had cleared more fences in one hash than Red Rum had done in his whole career and the sight of the beer wagon was very welcome. Congratulations to the Hare for having kept the pack together for the whole run.
There were some down-downs awarded but I was too knackered to give a shit why and had to leave in a hurry to get home because my Mum doesn't like me to be out after midnight.