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== Location == | == Location == | ||
| − | + | In a field in Darfield, outer-outskirts of Christchurch. | |
== Participants == | == Participants == | ||
| − | + | *[[User:Stevage|Stevage]] ([[User talk:Stevage|talk]]) | |
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| − | + | Drive there, hop the fence, strive triumphantly to the hash. | |
== Expedition == | == Expedition == | ||
| − | + | I drove to the paddock, assuming it would behave like Australian farm hashes tend to. To wit, a huge paddock, full of grass, far from houses, with no risk of damaging anything by entering. | |
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| + | After spending a few moments worrying about a field full of cows, I realised I was looking at the wrong paddock. Across the road, the field was densely planted with some kind of crop. I really don't know what, but I'll guess...beetroot. | ||
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| + | Surprisingly, after doing dozens of farm hashes in Victoria, Australia, I've never come across a field with any crops in it. Most of the time, it's an empty paddock. Sometimes some cows or sheep. I assume that someone somewhere is growing vegetables, but they're clearly keeping it on the down low. | ||
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| + | There was clearly no way I could get to the hash without trampling someone's crop, and that seemed mean and unjustifiable, so I sighed, and got back to driving on outer-outer-Christchurch's incredibly boring, flat, straight, narrow, and surprisingly busy roads. | ||
| − | + | It sort of feels like "no public access" isn't the right label here. The private-property nature of the farm wouldn't necessarily have kept me out, the "not wanting to damage someone's property" did. | |
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| + | File:PXL_20230113_004109769.jpg|Glad I didn't have to deal with these fearsome monsters | ||
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Revision as of 06:02, 2 February 2023
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Contents
Location
In a field in Darfield, outer-outskirts of Christchurch.
Participants
Plans
Drive there, hop the fence, strive triumphantly to the hash.
Expedition
I drove to the paddock, assuming it would behave like Australian farm hashes tend to. To wit, a huge paddock, full of grass, far from houses, with no risk of damaging anything by entering.
After spending a few moments worrying about a field full of cows, I realised I was looking at the wrong paddock. Across the road, the field was densely planted with some kind of crop. I really don't know what, but I'll guess...beetroot.
Surprisingly, after doing dozens of farm hashes in Victoria, Australia, I've never come across a field with any crops in it. Most of the time, it's an empty paddock. Sometimes some cows or sheep. I assume that someone somewhere is growing vegetables, but they're clearly keeping it on the down low.
There was clearly no way I could get to the hash without trampling someone's crop, and that seemed mean and unjustifiable, so I sighed, and got back to driving on outer-outer-Christchurch's incredibly boring, flat, straight, narrow, and surprisingly busy roads.
It sort of feels like "no public access" isn't the right label here. The private-property nature of the farm wouldn't necessarily have kept me out, the "not wanting to damage someone's property" did.
Photos
Glad I didn't have to deal with these fearsome monsters
