8th July - Weston CP - Mad Max
That yellow frisby was high in the sky as the pack assembled at Weston CP where our hare Mad Max was waiting to greet one and all. The first part of the hash was all down hill, to the beach via a large number of meandering movements. The views were great the only thing was that frisby had disappeared, one hasher then commenting that he wouldn't like to do this hash in mid-summer, Blobhoblin some how thinking it was autumn I assume.
The frisby appeared once more as we came to the beach where some of the pack looked out to sea, some looked for stones to skim and the remainder just stared up at what awaited them. A steep steep climb ! Our hare got us together and off we trooped up this long and winding hill, there was a lot of winding. Half way up Blobhoblin decided to sit down, was he on strike several hashers rumoured, no he was having one of his dizzy spells, no change there then.
Two thirds of the way up the Eiger type hill was the sweet stop, here Tampa was noted nose in sweet bags digging out all of the blackcurrant sweets, a based gannet comes to mind. Soon we reached the donkey retirement home, but nay no stopping for us it was still onward for at least 5 miles, well it seemed like that distance but Twin Peaks suggested it was under 2 miles until we reached home.Next it was a short walk to the Mad Max Ranch where we all enjoyed a great B-B-Q laid on by our hare and several little helpers. Good hash good food and good company, well done Max