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RUN REPORTS 2012 (1271-1280)(See Hash History Page for Years 2010 and previous years)
Run 1280 - 25th November - El Coto
Well what a day for a nice flat run in open spaces to celebrate Harvest Festival!
The Sceptics call it “Thanks giving”. You know pumpkin pie and corn bread, Turkey and English Sunday roast.
The run started well, well it started anyway with the smallest check and false in the world. Colonic. Cradle and Afro went out on the in trail, it was that close together! Uphill we went Lost Bravefart who turned back after about a click. The first obstacle we encountered was a closed gate so all and sundry went under or over to The beer stop. Pumpkin bread (Tasted like one of Sticky tarts carrot cakes to me) and Vodka, nice.
Well F%*K me, the way in was a killer that Afro had done a few weeks ago through prickles and cow shit bee hives and mega back breaking ups and downs.
Arriving back at the start the hares were awarded some points between Hash Shit and 9 by a virgin, The circle then took place and people were awarded and punished for……em can’t remember now. Ascot to Mouth for wearing a kilt too short as we could all see his turkey neck!
Official naming of Maple Tart, Spotted Tits and Organ Stops were ordained by the RA George Moony, AKA Yogi.
The On ON was one of the best recently at La Luna with traditional Turkey and English Sunday roast.
Much singing was done by all with songs like
Barnicle Bill the sailor
Saddle sniffing (my fave)
Well done Ascot to mouth and Wide Open. Happy Harvest Festival!
ON ON Clonk oops, I mean Gang Bang.
Run 1279 - 18th November - El Coto
Well I have been
nominated to do the scribe for the run, but as I did not do the run I can
only do the start,middle and a bit at the end.
Another hasher said they would be the scribe for the actual run but as we had such a good time at the on-on I have forgotten who it was.
It was quite a good turnout
considering the rain, 32 I think. Stiffany marked the first half &Sir Flakey
the second half.
At the beer stop the hashers came in wet but full of praise for the first half. The Hares supplied plenty of Champers and food,and then Sir Flakey went off to mark 2nd half as the rain had washed the flour away.
Excellent on on with Yogi dressed the part as a snorkeler with mask and flippers. SIr Flakey was presented with a cake for his 60th birthday. There was plenty of down downs and drinks before we headed off to the on on which was excellent and enjoyed by all.
Don,t know how many turned up, it must have been about thirty, unbelievable !! we drove through Thunder and Lightning and torrential rain storms to get there , Willy Wanka mumbling about how we must be mad !
Armed with our umbrella,s and wet weather gear ,, namely wetsuits snorkels flippers , blankets etc, get the picture ?
It was going to be a wet one, Flakey ( the Birthday Scorpio Boy ) was the joint hare with his Stiffanny. How very Brave and with short notice.
He talked us through the various trials , trails and markings , eg one river was full of Sharks there was another full of Phiranas, many more with leaches, spiders and electric eels. !!!
Stiffanny had been washed away on a sea of mud while she gallantly tried to refresh the flour trail,
The Circle was photographed for evidence of who was at the start. ( in case we lost a few )
Virgins were made to sign a disclaimer and name a proxy.
We set off up a hill only to go down to the first river , arghh wet feet at the start, it was ok not too cold and we dodged the sharks then made our way up another hill to come back down to the same river to wade
through the phiranas. We crossed that river about 5 times and lost the will to save our souls and legs and surrendered to the soakings.
The markings were clear and dry (amazing), we were glad of the front runners who checked out the trails.
On through a few more rivers and rat infested bogs.
The leaches had been eaten by something much bigger !!! turns out it was Yogi, he looked just like one.! he obviously had just had a big feed as he was all big black and round.
On up past Rabid dogs snapping and snarling for blood, and on to the beer stop, a wet one , it was raining by then , but ,the Cava was flowing and Stiffanny had returned to reassure the pack that it was,nt much further and take our orders for dinner.
Brollies aloft we made our way from the beer stop over good Campo, on through undergrowth and beat our way past poisonous thorns ripping at our bare legs and inflicting deadly bacteria into our wounds.
after what seemed an eternity we stumbled on through a raging torrent. battling against the fast flow of the river of death, into the dark tunnel,, infested with spiders and snakes..., fangs ready to sink into our well softened flesh,, on through the slithering mud and bug infested grime to find the; On In, delivering us back to the insanity on the Circle.
Turns out we all loved it and the Hares were awarded 9.999999 for a very well set and marked trail or trial !
Wide Open called order and dealt out down downs for all the Returners (,there were many) foulers, Virgins, Anniversarios, etc.
Yogi our RA, Joined us in his deep sea diving gear and cleansed us of our sins,and demonstrated how to walk in flippers, or rather not !
As the light faded we made our way to La Luna to a wonderful open fire and Cava , where we all enjoyed Small soups, nice roasts and yummy puddings followed by a cheese plate with Pacharans, courtesy of Flakey the Birthday Boy,and Stiffanny,There were three namings at the On On,, Organstopps,,Mapletart,,and Tittycum,,they need to be repeated so that copious amounts of flour and beer can be used, we sang our way in to the night and drank ourselves into oblivion.
Well done Stiff and Flakey.
Run 1278 - 11th November - Barranco Negro
Run 1277 - 4th November - La Cala
The bonfire fireworks extravaganza run,
Hares Sir Flake and Stiffany at Playa Marina near El Faro in the deep south of Spain.
Some how we missed the rain and the run was dry and about the right length according to Doggsy mobile distance app on his smart phone. Rubber turd had a sick note from Doctor Mengler not to abuse his failing body, so Sir Flake took on the task of laying a trail with the Fudge fuelled Fanny in tow. And what a pleasant trail it was, even Elephant Arse made the second half, no balls broken and we all stayed dry apart from Kindergarden who in attempting a water jump realised at the last second he wasn't going to clear the small lake he had chosen to leap over. and it was deeper than he had expected.
Very good indeed gromit.
The circle was the usual excuse for punishing mishaps during and prior to the run. I managed the most Down Downs for missing Nora's (misnomers) especially with Ken & Tra oh shit, Karma & Golden cascade and who's that cat burglar Rod oh Shit Dipstick ! Will get the hang of it after a few weeks back in the saddle. I blame Gangplank for leading me astray, did I say Gangplank, see I'm getting it now. our GM for the day was Eyes Wideopen now she is wearing no specks after laser treatment, still wearing shades as she needs to have something hanging from her ears. (the new German hasher by the sound of things) The score was a staggering 8.9357 and the finale firework display was a sight to behold. Two damp squid Golden whatsits and the curry house Indian Ocane was calling. Chicken Jalfrazie ? No had that last time ! Tried something that was hot and salty just like the Fudge !
The Rev George Moony (Yogi)
Run 1276 - 28th Oct - Mystery Run
From: J. In
To: G. Writa
Date: 28 October
Hi Ghosty, my main man!
How's it hanging dude? Listen, I need a favour: I was kinda hassled into writing a report for these weirdos I sometimes hang out with on a Sunday, but I'm up to my neck in work. Could you invent some story? It doesn't have to have any bearing on what really happened, it never does anyway. Here are some notes: