After a long cold winter we were still waiting for spring in the month of May. Instead we had rain.

I didn't know there was parking under the railway bridge in Lancaster so this was new territory for me.

With Major Twit as hare I expected a Major run, so I wimped out and can't comment on the Rambo split. Somehow Bitter in spite of his crutches seemed to find a way to keep up with the Rambos and took photos, so maybe I should have gone too.

I was waiting to find flour on the railway bridge but On On was called from down the river so away I went at my usual snail's pace hoping the river would lead to the sea and the sea to some happy overseas hashing without the rain. Instead we turned around within sight of all the old mills of Lancaster, some being demolished and some turned into bijou residences for those rich hashers among us.

Then we ran past the station and various parks and back to the start circle.

Down Downs were given to various people for various reasons but I can't remember what.

The On Inn was 3 or 4 pubs away and needed to be reached by car in spite of the car park only having room for one car. Then everything was off the menu because the pub was changing hands the next day. So we settled for a mess of pottage and a bowl of gruel.

Then I forgot to do the writeup.

Then I forgot both my username and my password because somebody had changed both.

Must be going senile.

On On

Highway