BEGIN:VCALENDAR VERSION:2.0 PRODID:-//wp-events-plugin.com//7.2.3.1//EN TZID:Europe/London X-WR-TIMEZONE:Europe/London BEGIN:VEVENT UID:511@sh4.org.uk DTSTART;TZID=Europe/London:20240622T120000 DTEND;TZID=Europe/London:20240622T180000 DTSTAMP:20240702T112856Z URL:https://www.sh4.org.uk/events/hash-1473/ SUMMARY:South Hams H4 Hash 1473 - Summer Solstice - Thorn Campsite - Sidmou th DESCRIPTION:The Words according to GARY GLITTER\n\nπŸŒžπŸŒ…πŸΊHash 1473 &a mp\; 1474 - SUMMER SOLSTICE HASH WEEKEND: Thorn Campsite\, Sidmouth🍺 πŸŒ…πŸŒž\n\n'Solstice: The Summer Solstice occurs when one of the Earth's poles has its maximum tilt towards the sun.'\n\nMy only concern on Friday afternoon was my tent poles\, and whether my long tent pole went in the mi ddle\, front or back of my tent! I didn't require any tilts\, just flat gr ound. After several abortive attempts\, it was established it goes in the middle! Thanks to U-Bend\, Pony and Filth.\n\nHashers arrived throughout t he afternoon and evening and pitched their tents\, or vans\, around the tr ee. Spunky arrived but some of us didn't recognise him and thought we ough t to tell him that it might be a bit noisy if he was looking for a quiet w eekend!\n\nThe route from our campsite to the barn entailed going across a driving range\, which we found out before any damage was done (Ed: yes\, the threat from 'low-flying balls' is all around!) U-Bend\, Pony and I had a round of Crazy Golf\, and then were joined by Filth for a 'Pitch and Pu tt'\, before we all gathered at the barn for a lovely cold buffet and beer . Poor Lady Godiva and Rob broke down in their van two miles away\, just o utside Waitrose\, and waited for recovery. They could have been in a worse place - at least they wouldn't starve! The weather came in wet and windy\ , so blankets and coats came out and sadly we saw no moon that night - or much light! Some retired to their tents or vans\, and some played games to keep warm (Ed. probably best we don't probe too closely\, so to speak\, a bout what sort of games...).\n\nSATURDAY\nThe day dawned sunny and fair\, after being woken up by beautiful birdsong\, interspersed by Pony's snorin g and trumpeting! (Ed. ah\, nature's gentle dawn chorus) Half-awake\, I sa w Steve and said\, "Good Morning\, No Tackle"\, to which he replied\, "Is there something I should know\, or have you been peeking in the showers?" I grinned and walked off (Ed. Classic GG).\n\nAfter a yummy fry-up\, court esy of U-Bend's kitchen\, we all began to get our red dress tackle on. The men definitely took dressing up more seriously (Ed. quelle surprise...). Pony and Lady Gagger started a nail bar. U-Bend painted one nail so badly he gave up. Twisted Sister\, Nutcracker\, Lady Gagger\, Pony and I were ad orned with face glitter and spray\, courtesy of Pony. Triple Top proceeded to show and tell us about his tattoos. Very impressive Japanese artistry. U-Bend shouted for help in the toilet that his dress was stuck in his zip and was rescued by Gomez (Ed. SH4 is a hash of such chivalrous gents!) .\ n\nAt midday\, we circled up and Rizzo was asking for scribes between A-E\ , F\, G... Well\, I thought\, get it over with now and I might have the ye ar off. (Ed. A wise stratagem\, in normal circumstances\, but this is hash ing\, GG). Our hares\, Whisperer and Piltdown Man\, told us that the Long was 11 miles\, the Short 6 miles and the Walk was downhill to Sidmouth. Un fortunately\, Twisted Sister and Nutcracker thought that meant they could do it in flip-flops\, but Filth's walk was a little less straight forward - to the extent that she got lost after the first 10 minutes! (Ed. Are the Lost Causes recruiting...? 😘)\n\nOff we went on the Shorts\, through l ovely grassy lanes\, in-between the donkeys. A lady in the Donkey Sanctuar y said\, after eight hashers went through\, 'Finally\, a real lady!'. We t rotted past tall foxgloves\, fields of broad beans and wonderful views of Weston Beach and Big Wellington Beach. Good to see Sniffer with her daught er\, Chipolata\, and her friend. They were amazing\, especially going up t hat very steep\, uphill climb! (Ed. suspect Overshot's secret weapon is hi s diminutive Head Coach...)\n\nOn on to the beer stop\, manned by Rubbery. By then\, Morticia had fallen at the first jump on the Long\, bruising an d cutting her knee and lower leg badly\, so had diverted onto the Short tr ail. Cowpat slipped spectacularly in the mud and looked like she'd sat in a cowpat! Know Nuts also fell by the wayside.\n\nRefreshed after beer\, ci der and Wotsits we trotted on. Over the top and downhill\, with a wonderfu l view of Sidmouth\, and then over the bridge and into town to find The An chor pub. On the way through town\, No Tackle was stopped when a man wound down his car window and shouted\, "Hello gorgeous!" Sidmouth either aren' t that fussy or they're in need of a Specsavers! However they are very cha ritable\, and we collected nearly Β£100 - Β£30 of which was stuffed down T riple Top's pants!\n\nLady Gagger couldn't find an Ann Summers\, so settle d for a mango sorbet\, while Oui Oui and I had an ice-cream. Most of the h ashers were sitting on tables under the trees. The resident pigeons were w aiting for us\, and one jettisoned his load right down the length of Marti 's arm...and it was still very warm! (Ed. has anyone ever bought the line about it being good luck...?) TB asked Twisted Sister what she was drinkin g. She said\, 'Inch's" and he replied\, '12!' Then Twisted demonstrated a short 6"! Morticia and Gomez couldn't hold their drink\, the first pint go ing over Zoe's ear and the second over the barmaid. (The same barmaid who said that seagulls were a pain as they carried rabies! Was she blonde?!)\n \nGaffer arrived and ran round the car park several times to get his 11 mi les in! That dress he always wears is definitely shrinking and causing him severe chafing.\n\nNext\, came the dilemma of how to get back. Should we walk\, or take the bus? Gomez had his bus pass but was too tight to pay fo r Morticia\, so they walked back with us. It was fine until the last uphil l climb in the heat. I wish we'd taken the bus as we missed out on the ent ertainment! Pony got everyone singing (Ed. standard)\, drowning out 'The W heels on the Bus' music\, and they were even given a round of applause as they disembarked.\n\nBack at the campsite\, TB was trying to drum up some help among the Harriettes for a tic body search! No takers\, I'm afraid\, so he was left with a mirror and a torch!\n\nOvershot and co played their guitars before the Down Downs\, which went to the Hares\, Whisperer and Pi ltdown Man\; Spunky\, for Best-Dressed as he'd been measured up at M &\ ; S and was seen moving nettles and brambles aside so as not to ruin his f rock\, even attacking Overshot in the face (Ed. such unladylike behaviour! )\; Filth\, for organising a great weekend.\n\nNext came the lamb roast (c ourtesy of WGAS)\, carved up by our chefs. Spotty said\,Β  'The lamb smell s a bit strange'Β  to TB\, and then turned around and farted (Ed. surely n ot: Spotty is a lady). TB replied\, 'You sure it's the lamb?!!'. Rusty and family then played a mad game of Crazy Golf as the sun set.\n\nSUNDAY\nA cloudy\, dry but warm day. Another scrummy fry-up started the day\, which now included Jyde\, who needed sustenance after spending a night in his 50 -year-old-tent! (TB had walked over to the Donkey Sanctuary for breakfast\ , as he'd heard about my cooking!). I had to jump-start TB\, as he'd run o ut of power!! Triple Top had to jump-start Lady Godiva and Rob\, but they made it home safely. Filth was suffering with an inflamed wrist as had tri pped on her way back to the tent after a few red wines the night before\, and then slipped on the groundsheet. Anything to get out of doing the hash \, TB and Filth!\n\nWe awaited the return of the Hares of the Dog hares\, Morticia and Cowpat\, who had laid an excellent trail. Lady Gagger was in charge of Mabel who\, as always\, couldn't wait to get started. She barked at the donkeys as we passed\, and there were a lot of them - even young o nes. Going down one of the grassy lanes\, I said\, 'Oh look there's a shre w' and Lady Gagger said\, 'Where's the rest of the body?' as she thought I said shoe!!\nWe were a bit lost\, but Cowpat caught us up and led us back . Down by the stream\, Mabel was gasping with thirst and lay in it and dra nk for about five minutes. I was just saying how nice a trail it was\, and fairly even\, when we got to the climb back! (Ed. You really should know better by now\, GG! πŸ˜†)\n\nBack to decamp after a great fun and friendly hash weekend. Well done you lot. All Night Pepys\, having cycled here\, l eft to cycle to Southampton. Impressive dedication to hashing\, I call tha t!\n\n\n\nON ON to COMNESTONE TOR in the depths of Dartmoor!\n\nGG\n______ ____________\nπŸ‘£\n\nFor anyone who missed the Facebook posts\, huge than ks to everyone who contributed\, in whatever way\, to the Memorial Hash fo r Fallen Woman at Brixham on 1 June:\n\nπŸ‘£\n__________________\n\nπŸƒ πŸ“Έ 🍻 You can enjoy highlights - and those very special red ensembles( !) - from the glorious few days that was the SH4 Summer Solstice Hash Week end 2024 by checking out Hash Flash's purpose-built photo album on the SH4 Facebook GroupΒ  πŸ“Έ πŸƒπŸ»\n\n_________________\nHASH DIARY - Upcomin g Events\n\n_________________\n\nRAMBO SALCOMBE MARATHON 2024\nSaturday 21 st September\, 2024\n\nπŸ‘£\n\n\n 🌟 🌟 🌟 Register here: https://b it.ly/RamboSM2024 🌟 🌟 🌟\nOR scan the QR code\, below:\n\n\n\nπŸ‘£ \n___________________\nSH4 MercHASHdise\n\nShow your love for SH4 and wear your membership proudly with a bespoke SH4 car sticker!\n\nAvailable excl usively to SH4 members (and\, to be fair\, anyone else who wants one...) f or the bargain sum of Β£0.50 ea.\, you can afford one for every vehicle in your fleet! 😊\n\nSee Rizzo at the next meet for yours πŸ‘£\n\n\n\n\n\n - The Words according to GARY GLITTER\n\nπŸŒžπŸŒ…πŸΊHash 1473 &\; 147 4 - SUMMER SOLSTICE HASH WEEKEND: Thorn Campsite\, SidmouthπŸΊπŸŒ…πŸŒž\n\ n'Solstice: The Summer Solstice occurs when one of the Earth's poles has i ts maximum tilt towards the sun.'\n\nMy only concern on Friday afternoon w as my tent poles\, and whether my long tent pole went in the middle\, fron t or back of my tent! I didn't require any tilts\, just flat ground. After several abortive attempts\, it was established it goes in the middle! Tha nks to U-Bend\, Pony and Filth.\n\nHashers arrived throughout the afternoo n and evening and pitched their tents\, or vans\, around the tree. Spunky arrived but some of us didn't recognise him and thought we ought to tell h im that it might be a bit noisy if he was looking for a quiet weekend!\n\n The route from our campsite to the barn entailed going across a driving ra nge\, which we found out before any damage was done (Ed: yes\, the threat from 'low-flying balls' is all around!) U-Bend\, Pony and I had a round of Crazy Golf\, and then were joined by Filth for a 'Pitch and Putt'\, befor e we all gathered at the barn for a lovely cold buffet and beer. Poor Lady Godiva and Rob broke down in their van two miles away\, just outside Wait rose\, and waited for recovery. They could have been in a worse place - at least they wouldn't starve! The weather came in wet and windy\, so blanke ts and coats came out and sadly we saw no moon that night - or much light! Some retired to their tents or vans\, and some played games to keep warm (Ed. probably best we don't probe too closely\, so to speak\, about what s ort of games...).\n\nSATURDAY\nThe day dawned sunny and fair\, after being woken up by beautiful birdsong\, interspersed by Pony's snoring and trump eting! (Ed. ah\, nature's gentle dawn chorus) Half-awake\, I saw Steve and said\, "Good Morning\, No Tackle"\, to which he replied\, "Is there somet hing I should know\, or have you been peeking in the showers?" I grinned a nd walked off (Ed. Classic GG).\n\nAfter a yummy fry-up\, courtesy of U-Be nd's kitchen\, we all began to get our red dress tackle on. The men defini tely took dressing up more seriously (Ed. quelle surprise...). Pony and La dy Gagger started a nail bar. U-Bend painted one nail so badly he gave up. Twisted Sister\, Nutcracker\, Lady Gagger\, Pony and I were adorned with face glitter and spray\, courtesy of Pony. Triple Top proceeded to show an d tell us about his tattoos. Very impressive Japanese artistry. U-Bend sho uted for help in the toilet that his dress was stuck in his zip and was re scued by Gomez (Ed. SH4 is a hash of such chivalrous gents!) .\n\nAt midda y\, we circled up and Rizzo was asking for scribes between A-E\, F\, G... Well\, I thought\, get it over with now and I might have the year off. (Ed . A wise stratagem\, in normal circumstances\, but this is hashing\, GG). Our hares\, Whisperer and Piltdown Man\, told us that the Long was 11 mile s\, the Short 6 miles and the Walk was downhill to Sidmouth. Unfortunately \, Twisted Sister and Nutcracker thought that meant they could do it in fl ip-flops\, but Filth's walk was a little less straight forward - to the ex tent that she got lost after the first 10 minutes! (Ed. Are the Lost Cause s recruiting...? 😘)\n\nOff we went on the Shorts\, through lovely grass y lanes\, in-between the donkeys. A lady in the Donkey Sanctuary said\, af ter eight hashers went through\, 'Finally\, a real lady!'. We trotted past tall foxgloves\, fields of broad beans and wonderful views of Weston Beac h and Big Wellington Beach. Good to see Sniffer with her daughter\, Chipol ata\, and her friend. They were amazing\, especially going up that very st eep\, uphill climb! (Ed. suspect Overshot's secret weapon is his diminutiv e Head Coach...)\n\nOn on to the beer stop\, manned by Rubbery. By then\, Morticia had fallen at the first jump on the Long\, bruising and cutting h er knee and lower leg badly\, so had diverted onto the Short trail. Cowpat slipped spectacularly in the mud and looked like she'd sat in a cowpat! K now Nuts also fell by the wayside.\n\nRefreshed after beer\, cider and Wot sits we trotted on. Over the top and downhill\, with a wonderful view of S idmouth\, and then over the bridge and into town to find The Anchor pub. O n the way through town\, No Tackle was stopped when a man wound down his c ar window and shouted\, "Hello gorgeous!" Sidmouth either aren't that fuss y or they're in need of a Specsavers! However they are very charitable\, a nd we collected nearly Β£100 - Β£30 of which was stuffed down Triple Top's pants!\n\nLady Gagger couldn't find an Ann Summers\, so settled for a man go sorbet\, while Oui Oui and I had an ice-cream. Most of the hashers were sitting on tables under the trees. The resident pigeons were waiting for us\, and one jettisoned his load right down the length of Marti's arm...an d it was still very warm! (Ed. has anyone ever bought the line about it be ing good luck...?) TB asked Twisted Sister what she was drinking. She said \, 'Inch's" and he replied\, '12!' Then Twisted demonstrated a short 6"! M orticia and Gomez couldn't hold their drink\, the first pint going over Zo e's ear and the second over the barmaid. (The same barmaid who said that s eagulls were a pain as they carried rabies! Was she blonde?!)\n\nGaffer ar rived and ran round the car park several times to get his 11 miles in! Tha t dress he always wears is definitely shrinking and causing him severe cha fing.\n\nNext\, came the dilemma of how to get back. Should we walk\, or t ake the bus? Gomez had his bus pass but was too tight to pay for Morticia\ , so they walked back with us. It was fine until the last uphill climb in the heat. I wish we'd taken the bus as we missed out on the entertainment! Pony got everyone singing (Ed. standard)\, drowning out 'The Wheels on th e Bus' music\, and they were even given a round of applause as they disemb arked.\n\nBack at the campsite\, TB was trying to drum up some help among the Harriettes for a tic body search! No takers\, I'm afraid\, so he was l eft with a mirror and a torch!\n\nOvershot and co played their guitars bef ore the Down Downs\, which went to the Hares\, Whisperer and Piltdown Man\ ; Spunky\, for Best-Dressed as he'd been measured up at M &\; S and was seen moving nettles and brambles aside so as not to ruin his frock\, even attacking Overshot in the face (Ed. such unladylike behaviour!)\; Filth\, for organising a great weekend.\n\nNext came the lamb roast (courtesy of WGAS)\, carved up by our chefs. Spotty said\,Β  'The lamb smells a bit str ange'Β  to TB\, and then turned around and farted (Ed. surely not: Spotty is a lady). TB replied\, 'You sure it's the lamb?!!'. Rusty and family the n played a mad game of Crazy Golf as the sun set.\n\nSUNDAY\nA cloudy\, dr y but warm day. Another scrummy fry-up started the day\, which now include d Jyde\, who needed sustenance after spending a night in his 50-year-old-t ent! (TB had walked over to the Donkey Sanctuary for breakfast\, as he'd h eard about my cooking!). I had to jump-start TB\, as he'd run out of power !! Triple Top had to jump-start Lady Godiva and Rob\, but they made it hom e safely. Filth was suffering with an inflamed wrist as had tripped on her way back to the tent after a few red wines the night before\, and then sl ipped on the groundsheet. Anything to get out of doing the hash\, TB and F ilth!\n\nWe awaited the return of the Hares of the Dog hares\, Morticia an d Cowpat\, who had laid an excellent trail. Lady Gagger was in charge of M abel who\, as always\, couldn't wait to get started. She barked at the don keys as we passed\, and there were a lot of them - even young ones. Going down one of the grassy lanes\, I said\, 'Oh look there's a shrew' and Lady Gagger said\, 'Where's the rest of the body?' as she thought I said shoe! !\nWe were a bit lost\, but Cowpat caught us up and led us back. Down by t he stream\, Mabel was gasping with thirst and lay in it and drank for abou t five minutes. I was just saying how nice a trail it was\, and fairly eve n\, when we got to the climb back! (Ed. You really should know better by n ow\, GG! πŸ˜†)\n\nBack to decamp after a great fun and friendly hash weeke nd. Well done you lot. All Night Pepys\, having cycled here\, left to cycl e to Southampton. Impressive dedication to hashing\, I call that!\n\n\n\nO N ON to COMNESTONE TOR in the depths of Dartmoor!\n\nGG\n_________________ _\nπŸ‘£\n\nFor anyone who missed the Facebook posts\, huge thanks to every one who contributed\, in whatever way\, to the Memorial Hash for Fallen Wo man at Brixham on 1 June:\n\nπŸ‘£\n__________________\n\nπŸƒ πŸ“Έ 🍻 Yo u can enjoy highlights - and those very special red ensembles(!) - from th e glorious few days that was the SH4 Summer Solstice Hash Weekend 2024 by checking out Hash Flash's purpose-built photo album on the SH4 Facebook Gr oupΒ  πŸ“Έ πŸƒπŸ»\n\n_________________\nHASH DIARY - Upcoming Events\n\n _________________\n\nRAMBO SALCOMBE MARATHON 2024\nSaturday 21st September \, 2024\n\nπŸ‘£\n\n\n 🌟 🌟 🌟 Register here: https://bit.ly/RamboS M2024 🌟 🌟 🌟\nOR scan the QR code\, below:\n\n\n\nπŸ‘£\n__________ _________\nSH4 MercHASHdise\n\nShow your love for SH4 and wear your member ship proudly with a bespoke SH4 car sticker!\n\nAvailable exclusively to S H4 members (and\, to be fair\, anyone else who wants one...) for the barga in sum of Β£0.50 ea.\, you can afford one for every vehicle in your fleet! 😊\n\nSee Rizzo at the next meet for yours πŸ‘£\n\n\n\n\n\n CATEGORIES:Hash Trails LOCATION:Thorn Campsite - Sidmouth Thorn Golf Centre\, Salcombe Regis\, Sid mouth\, EX10 0JH GEO:50.694462;-3.205329 X-APPLE-STRUCTURED-LOCATION;VALUE=URI;X-ADDRESS=Thorn Golf Centre\, Salcomb e Regis\, Sidmouth\, EX10 0JH\, United Kingdom;X-APPLE-RADIUS=100;X-TITLE= Thorn Campsite - Sidmouth:geo:50.694462,-3.205329 END:VEVENT BEGIN:VTIMEZONE TZID:Europe/London X-LIC-LOCATION:Europe/London BEGIN:DAYLIGHT DTSTART:20240331T020000 TZOFFSETFROM:+0000 TZOFFSETTO:+0100 TZNAME:BST END:DAYLIGHT END:VTIMEZONE END:VCALENDAR