Run -1839 - 22nd January Chinese New Year (Year of the Rabbit)

Jan 23

Written By 5KS

HASH 1839

The Chineese New Year

The Year of the RABBIT

To Kill a Mountain Goat Run

The Hare, the Queen of Trails in full fat no holding back,

wack it to them with both barrels type of trail.

Verb, an informal North American

drive or move in a way that is so fast as to almost be out

of control : we barrelled across the Montana plains.

The Mijas Hash was almost out of control: we barrelled

across the Monda wilderness in the search of Beer, Cava

and Crisps. Most were on two legs, some on four and the

others like me,on four wheels. Even four wheels and a

powerful engine took some controlling with four

passengers,som like me, Lame or most being Lazy, but

fearless in our quest to locate the Beer stop. This was harder than I could have ever imagined, first because our Hare didn't wait for me when following her car to the Beer stop, we ended up after a few dead ends and three point turns at the second Cava stop close to the center of Monda, Just Say When needs a translator at the best of times,even Mummys boy as chief navigator couldn'tunderstand the instructions being relayed over the phone.

To avoid a domestic and the tounge of the RA,who was sat in the back seat taking notes,she had to return to the town and escort us up the Goat Track to the Beer stop. My driving skill was put to maximum level,as was the nerves of my fellow passengers as shear drops and seriously twisty bumpy inclines took us slowly but surely to our destination. Somewhere up a hight in the asre end of nowhere, great views and a relief for us all. Bloody Pinoceo front running bastard was obviously

going to be first to arrive, shortly behind came Salmonela in Bluetooth heaven tuning in to Pink Floyd to mask out

the pain of what he had just endured. One by one they managed to struggle into the Beer stop for the well

deserved refreshment. Lucky we had ample supply of Crisps, Cronic Irritation was on a mission to eat all the Salt and Viniger before everyone arrived.

Eventually King Caunte arrived after the main pack hadleft, Mummys Boy, Rocky and I were doing the rear guard action of waiting for the stragglers, French Errection was missing in action,along with her partner in crime

Kindergarden Cop. We shouted and whistelled with no reply and reluctantly

decieded to leave them to their fate in the Monda Wilderness, what could possibly happen to them? fallen

down a well, off a cliff, eaten by a mountain lion, captured by the lost tribe of Monda and thrown in the pot for supper? Well we couldn't wait for ever, there was a Cava stop to attend. We set off at a snail pace down the Goat Track and passed a few weary Hashers, clearly as Glad as we were in getting safely back to some form of civilization. We even collected one,who shall not be named, but she knows who she is and tried hiding from the Queen of Trails when exiting my car. More Hashers happy to arrive at the shrine above Monda

and drink refreshing Cava, Cronic still trying to finish off all the Salt and Viniger, Chicken and Bacon, Lemon and lime, etc Then the news came in, French and the Cop had been found alive and well, but way off trail and on the Ojen road and wanting a lift back. Back in the car to retrieve them, missing both Beer and

Cava stops but happy to be alive. The circle was a chilly affair,with everyone wrapped up in

4/5 layers of winter clothing, even Pinoceo had a coat on, so it must have felt cold.

A few returnees had a down down, Pervalotty being the memerable one, what a big stick he had.

Just say when managed to pull it off with the markings, the effort she must have put in had pulled off and she managed to salvage a 9.23 score Cronic in full Chineese Irritation dress, and Hat, gave her

a full Year of the Rabbit telling off and Down Down for breaking Hash Tradition, No Broody Chineese Meal on the Chineese New Broody Year. Rocky got the full Feck off you c--t as he was at the end

of his first experdition to Mijas. Today Just Say When is giving him the full Mountain Goat

tour of Mijas Mountain as a leaving treat. Too cold to carry on, Coronic gave way to Sandra

Bollocks who called in Anniversaries;

The Bone Sucker 10

Blanka (thanks for the lift) Wanker 65

Sandra Bollocks 80

King Canute (already home) 210

Mummys Boy (get a life) 777

Circle closed

retreat to Monda for food and wine to thaw out. Maybe 10 in our own room, with only body heat to take

away the chill. Soon I was down to only 3 layers and even too hot for my

Russian winter hat, Its amazing how quickly a glass of cold red wine can warm you up.