2009-09-29 51 -0
A field right by the M25, between Parkside School and the Yehudi Menuhin School in Stoke D'Abernon.
I did not post plans here as I was attempting several hashes on the day, and would not have been able to arrange a meetup time.
Right. After a few days faffing around with nonstop work, I decided it was time for the hashing to begin in earnest. Although my iPhone was in for servicing, I had a TomTom and a 3G card for satellite maps, so I figured I could get close enough to any hashes I sought. I had a vague plan to head towards Wales, since I never really explored it and I've recently developed a fetish for the Welsh accent, so I started off in 51,-0 with this hash.
I left home just after hash o'clock, around 15:00, and it was a short 15 mile drive to the hash area. Looking at the satellite map, I could see the hash-field was bordered on the north by a river, and on the south by the M25 motorway (London's main ring road). Although I could see a tunnel under the M25, this route was rather longer, so I decided to try from the north instead, in the hopes of finding a bridge.
Just north of the river was Parkside School. Although I'd not been to that school before, the buildings and atmosphere evoked some strong memories of my adolescence at an English public school. I was especially amused at the warning to motorists: "CAUTION: LIVE CHILDREN". After navigating through the school to the river, I couldn't find any bridge, and a passing gardener confirmed that there was no way over.
So back to the car, south across the M25 and to a car park by the Yehudi Menuhin school. England's countryside is briliantly made accessible by a network of public rights of way, by which farmers are forced to allow the public to pass across their land. So through a farm I went, past a field of horses, and through a foreboding tunnel under the M25 to reach the hashfield.
But alas, it was not to be. The field was full of hash-horses and guarded by an electric hash-fence, and there was no public footpath across it. Not knowing how friendly the horses - or their owners - would be if I jumped the fence, I regretfully left the field and chalked it up as my first "Did not reach - no public access".
I estimate I got within 50m of the hashpoint from the north, but only 250m from the south.
| davidc earned the No trespassing consolation prize