A belated recounting of Hash 1198, after the hares high-tailed it back to Manila.

There were lots of checks, many of them to the back, and sneaky. The trail led up the east side of the hill above paddies and then back north on the western side. Big-Hare jumped up and down as he watched a particularly blinkered lot of back-markers miss some amazing short-cuts. The climax was an ascent of Slodrip Himal which the head hare has purchased in order to charge future hashes for the magnificent views on all sides, as well as damaging his barbed wire.

The hares were thanked and given a score. The circle welcomed newcomers John, Thuy, and Thanh Mai, who brought along visitors Graham and Than Nya. And also Anna, not seen in hash parts for some time.

So far this week, nobody had thrown any beer at Slow Drip. But the GM found an excuse for rectifying this omission after the, so far Dripless, expressed just too much anguish at the GM's attempts at humour in the cirlce. The GM is very sensitive about his bad jokes and a mugfull went quickly on its way horizontally across the circle to that famous target.

The pack then turned it's thoughts to the departing Mad Cow. He had decided upon a scorched-earth policy of retreat from the Hash and to this end busily started piling up everything in sight which might burn. Fortunately he couldn't find much, and it turned out that he was only doing it for a box of wine he'd brought along. When warmed up, and handed out, recipients were most agreeable. But not so agreeable as to let him off a leavers mug and then the Hashit.

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