Hare: Just Noah

 

Hounds: Mr Economical, Boulders, Muscrat, Bookend, Nobby, Rosie, Pollocks, Twinkle Toes, Something Else, Bones 1, Bones 2, Scrumpy, Inspect Her Puppies, Just Dervla, Just Hugh, Lip Lock, Just Tom Gilcrest, Just Zoe, Just Chris 1, Just Neil, Just Andrew, Just Jake 2, Just Dina, Just Rachel, Just Russell, Just Jess

 

Hound's report: Arriving at another venue not hashed from before, one could be forgiven for thinking that school was in session. The considerable number of new young hasher was good to see. It would have lowered the average age of the hash considerably had it not been for the arrival of Nobby and Rosie who balanced the age back to normal levels...

The hare made excuses in his opening speech that he had run out of dust during the hash and had to lay the latter parts in symbols scratched with stone. Top marks for effort if not planning.

 

The pack set off at a chop toward Portland Castle. The inevitable railway incline was looming large as the pack arrived in Castletown. Sure enough the trail led up the incline and weaved through the housing estates before heading under the Verne to the Heights. The trail led back on and down the footpath to Chiswell where the dust disappeared to be replaced by stone-scribed circles. After heading back toward Portland Castle the On Inn was seen some way from the pub. Some brave souls with fresh legs put a sprint on and raced back to pub for a pint.

 

In the circle the GM had a treble naming. Just Tom became COP (Cup of Piss) for his Nash Hash misdemeanour following the Red Dress Run, Just Noah became Bestiality for his namesake's penchant for collecting animals and Just Jess became Dizzy for her complaint that she felt a little dizzy on the trail.

All in all a good trail had by all.