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 HASH MAG ARCHIVE 1987: RUN NO.163 Run Date: 26 January 1987 Deadly Dries Up A few brave stalwarts ventured across Dartmoor to Deadly's 'local' through the usual thick mist which descends when Deadly lays the trail on 'his' side of the Moor. However, at least on this occasion we didn't have to run the gauntlet of police road blocks which prevailed towards the end of the week when one of Her Majesty's guests decided to move out of Princetown. The run was as usual late starting, with the hare claiming to have been waiting for late-comers inside the Sandy Park Inn, whilst we were all waiting for the hare outside!! Actually, the main reason for the delay was that Endosperm was having difficulty balancing himself between a couple of holes in his shorts and was worried about a draught getting at him. It was an awful lot of fuss about an extremely small problem as I understand it! It was a most unusual run, because, although laid by Deadly, it was to prove almost completely dry - so much so that several of the pack deliberately left the trail at one stage just to find a stream to paddle in. We even crossed the river Teign twice - USING BRIDGES would you believe!!! It would seem that senile decay has finally set in for Deadly - it may be necessary to have him put down soon. Of course, the fact that did not leave on time made no difference whatsoever to the length of the run, which Deadly claimed to have covered in forty one minutes earlier in the day. Consequently, the trail took the average person about an hour and a quarter to complete, which meant that it was nearly nine o'clock before we returned to the pub - a fact only slightly eased by finding out that at least they stayed open until eleven o'clock. The run was so long that IAT gave up quite early on and in spite of having eaten a Marathon bar at the half way stage he still had to lie down for a rest on no less than two occasions. Why he chose such muddy spots for a kip I shall never understand, but that's IAT I guess. Back at the On Down the Landlord and Landlady were so pleased to see us (or was it the thought of having some extra pocket money for their trip to Kenya?) that they actually donated the contents of the bucket to us - Hash Cash please note!!! As usual, Deadly had left a map showing what a lovely scenic route we had been on and having looked at it I discovered that he had actually put out two lots of sawdust - there is a prize for anyone who saw them both and can correctly identify their locations. Alan T. who once actually partook in a Hash was present at the On Down and has obviously now taken up a less physically tasking sport. Apparently, I was supposed to be surprised to see him, but who cares? Very little (and this is not intended to be a reference to Endo's earlier problem) happened at the On Down. Hubcaps and George left at ten - it's time they learned that if you leave early you get talked about. As they walked out I was asked if they were mother and daughter - but I'm not sure which was which. I think this is enough drivel for now so I shall turn to something even less interesting, unless you are known as Abdul, because Snakehips has found a new squat at Abdul's place in Hartley, Plymouth. Isn't it funny how everyone else wanted to move in there when Mooney was in residence, but no, not Snakehips, he had to wait until there was no opposition for Abdul's attentions. Hasn't he heard about AIDS yet! Future Attractions Possibly the bi-annual A.G.M. will be held on Friday 27 February 1987. It was to have been held at the Two Bridges Hotel, but I'm told that "the girls don't want to lay a trail on the moor". Presumably they are afraid of the competition from all those sheep!!! It will now probably be held in Plymouth and I'm told that the attendance of wives is compulsory, which sounds like discrimination against women and single men to me.
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