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Run Reports to July 5, 2011 |
1415
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Tight Git @ The
Cricketers
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7.6.11
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A jolly party gathering ensued in front of the
green for this Tight Git extravaganza.
We were sent off into the woods, many still a chattering Epsom Common
we thought, but low and behold we ended up in Ashtead Common, a national
nature reserve because of its ancient trees.
There are 2,300 pollarded oak trees, which are between 300 and 400
years old so there! Our resident ranger Steve who ran with us
tonight, knows all about them, even pointing out a horseradish plant in full
splendour! Dishy Dave was seen with a
sheepish smile, standing with four delectable ladies…ahem. Ding a Ling was
seen talking to everyone it seemed, bit of a butterfly that one! Rachel kept the chatty spirit up throughout
the run, as did Spanish Mistress, full of fun! Our hare did not stop the party atmosphere,
laying on oodles of chips under the nicely heated tables outside overlooking
the stream. Bang on …Tight Git, and a
super trail hardly a road in sight! A
certain chocolate Labrador made friends with everyone, once the chips
arrived…… Did you notice there was a
Roman villa on the common too? |
1416
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Headley’s
Hounds @ The Stables AGM
& BBQ
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14.6.11
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Well, an almighty gathering of more than 30
runners turned up here at The Stables, fit and ready to rumble, on this windy
hillside. Some fancied the BBQ first, or was that only! Lesley took us off on a cracking trail
through hill after hill, down dale, forest and fauna abounded. Our knowledge of large timber enhanced as
we sprinted through giant timber yards galore, with the whiff of sawn wood in
the air. Good to see Great Bear back, careful! and Little Bear too with
Daffy, resplendent in gaily coloured attire as always! Afters, was a ravenous affair, poor Chris
slaving at the Barbie, not that Barbie!!... hungry mouths opening at will,
meaty burgers, sausages, chicken legs, yummy, and a mouth watering Banoffee
from the food palace that is ‘Spanish Mistress…….Thank you XX Did you know Banoffee Pie was invented by two
Englishmen in 1972? Ian Dowding & Nigel Mackenzie, after a trip to
America, gave them the idea, to create their own, with bananas not coffee,
now a worldwide hit in all top restaurants. An Amusing AGM saw Grand Master
Tosser awarding certain smiling individuals with a Golden Cup to cherish for
their dubious activities during another famous Weybridge Hash year! Bravo
All, let’s keep celebrating more fun, more members, more surprises, next year
to! A great year for sure…………On On ***Fascinating facts, at The Stables, we met two
gorgeous horses, a white beauty constantly dropping her head as we chatted,
and gorgeous Matty , whose grandfather was the great Teenoso who won the 1983
Derby easily ridden by Lester Piggott….no less.. watch it now on You
Tube….lightning fast horse. A BIG thank you to Julia for letting us come to
The Stables again, and Lesley for organising all, superb. |
1417
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Butt Plug @ The
Crown
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21.6.11
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The Longest Day.
Hare said his run was "rubbish" but what does he know? He
escorted us around, marking thru and observing the pack turned upside down a
couple of times and everyone said "Magnificent!" – his experience
paying off. Runnymede is the driest I
can recall (remember Red Lips's King John run in pelting rain in August
2007). This allows more territory to
use down by the Thames Path. So having
skirted with Coopers Hill we returned to low level and duck boards over firm
ground. Drainoil was a returner and Harvey a visitor from
Aberdeen. For Pigpen's summer
sartorial show he was modelling a natty, figuring hugging, red bolero.
Fortunately his castanets did not get caught in the zip. And from the pub menu, we were treated to
chili nachos (a speciality for Sausage), twizzles and chips. A proper gourmet selection. Wonderful. |
1418
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Great Bear and
Neil @ Stephen Langton Pub
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28.6.11
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Crackling with atmosphere tonight, as we
congregated in the Friday Street car park on a wet night, with the drizzle
coming down, soon after the off. Our two Hares entranced us with a fabulous
trail, up and down hillside’s, across little streams right through every part
of the famous Wotton Estate, home of
the 17th century botanist John Evelyn, a tree expert’s paradise or what? Even Hornbeam and Beech trees galore. We got wet, but it was exhilarating,
running in the rain through such a place, 4,000 acres of green and brown to
enjoy! Alas, poor Mary, springer
spaniel as I call him, got a bit too springy, and stretched a quad muscle and
had to limp back to the car park. Lesson…don’t push it in the wet, not on
slippery tree roots, it’s a no go. A
healthy pack of 20 or so runners, were rewarded handsomely for their efforts
with lashings of chips, sausages and sauces a plenty to delight the palate. Stephan Langton, you might like to know was in
fact ………Archbishop of Canterbury, almost the highest position in the land, he
was involved in the making of the Magna Carta in 1215, and he left us for
higher pastures in 1226. I think this
will always be a special place for us to run, not far from the village of
Abinger Hammer, where the novelist E.M. Forster lived from 1925 -1945. On On until our next visit to this Garden
of Eden! |
1419
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Wally&
Honeymonster @ Lightwater Country Park
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5.7.11
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Wally (who is nothing if not irrepressible)
seconded 20 odd - variously aged - uninitiated fun runners & also rans -
non-hashers and many virgins. Enormous credit for that. Must be done by sheer force of his
infectious enthusiasm to come on a "flour run". He spent 5 minutes giving out rapid fire
rules - back-check, wait here, wait there, super-check, short-cut,
blank-check and bar - to the amusement of the few WH3 regulars - Golden
Balls, Sausage, Mother Brown & Pink Pussy. And yes it's Simple from
Surrey. But where were the rest? True the M3 had been stationery most of the
day but the deluge just before the start was short and sharp. After a some hilly jogging there is Pig-Pen
saying that Tosser is somewhere in the area.
And then there is Spanish Mistress & Mark and eventually Butt
Plug. Now feels like a WH3 event but with a lecture at every check
("next stop is the watch tower or is it a water tower? Wait when you get
there") We are of course on an Army driving range (no,
not golf you fool - for tanks and land rovers) so lots more hills, some
really steep. And lots more
short-cuts, long-cuts, "must get back before dark", with
Honeymonster (apparently he is an apiarist - a farmer of bees) marking
through all of them so there is flour everywhere except where you need it. Back in the car park it is still dripping and the
20 odd fade away never to be seen again.
WH3, Wally and his dog go to the Red Lion and find some very fine ale
and Alan & Ruth comfortably ensconced on a sofa. Had found enough of the run for their needs
and retired. Keep up the enthusiasm, Wally, but I know I don't
really have to say that! |
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