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Himalayan Mixed Hash Run No. 1224 |
8 June 02 |
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The Pictures |
The Trash |
The Details |
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There was a strong turnout for Rodent's last run, when 47 hashers, with a few new faces and a few old ones that had not been seen for a while, gathered at the Rodent Hole for what was promised to be a long one. 14 checks were announced, hastily corrected to 8, with 3 holding checks. Little other information was provided so the pack set off through delightful suburbia being constantly misled by the front hare. Eventually check 1 was discovered and the pack set off down into the valley with the GM predicting a holding check at Kopan monastery. The run took off across the padi fields with the pack running everywhere but on paper, finally encountering a very obvious holding check on the one elevated point in the flatlands. Here it was noted that Sock Sucker and Head Chopper had had enough and taken the short way home. The pack was held back for a photo call and then allowed to set off in pursuit of paper once more. The river crossings in this area allowed Ms. Mutt to cool off and we all set off to Holding Check 5 which was familiar as Check 3 to those who had been on Run No 1213. Through Tusaal village to a beautifully located check in a steep valley where Ms. Mutt managed to chase a butterfly over a (fortunately) small cliff. Once again the pack struggled to find paper from here but eventually managed to locate a steady trail up along the stream to its source and check 7. From here the run followed a variety of roads and tracks steadily re-entering the built up area. I have no recollection of Check 8 but I assume it was there somewhere. The pack became really strung out over the final section as they all tried to find the quickest way home, not helped by the complete lack of a home arrow. Dialogue reported by local with late runners Mrs Towed, Wendy and Bengt:
One hour, 45 minutes after setting out, the first exhausted runners began to trickle into the Rodent Hole and consume all the soft drinks before the walkers got back. They did say it was going to be a long one and they were right. Final check 9 was the one for leeches with virgin Ben and Matt (Leech Lover?) being the only ones afflicted. Once the pack had all returned the Master swiftly brought affairs to order in his usual efficient manner. The Hares were called in to receive the judgement of the pack and surprise, surprise, the run scored a 9.9. Virgins Emily, Amar, Rasmus, and Ben were welcomed to hashing in the usual manner. Rasmus is here to take over the running of the Norwegian Embassy whilst the rest of them take a short 3 month summer holiday and Ben is a shining example of the British diplomatic service at its best. Returnees, there may have been but I can't remember, neither may there have been any Newcomers, although there were new shoes properly christened (Tadpole please note how it should be done), and John Chick received two down-downs for something else. 69 was called in for Hash splashes, although it all got a bit confused at this point and was only brought to order when it was noticed that Bengt appeared to be feeling the cold (and possibly other things besides!). Next weeks run is to be hared by Hurry K, and although he told us where it is going to be, I haven't a clue where that is other than it is near one of Rotter's Ramshackle Ruins! No doubt all will be revealed on the website in due course. Squatters Jedi, Courtney, Wendy and Emily were then called in for squatting in the circle, and Sideways for squatting when he knows he should be standing up and writing his name in the snow. The GM turned a deaf ear to handphones going off all around the circle but managed to christen Norwegian Lil Handfun, even though hers hadn't rung (for a pleasant change). Shopaholic Dead Dog was given a down-down for being unable to wait for the free stuff at the end of the run and buying himself a drink halfway through. (In fairness, halfway through this week's run was equivalent to the end of most others.) Towed, Keeled Over and the GM were called in for editorial confusion in last week's trash, regarding the use of a semicolon (no, its nothing to do with an operation to remove half the large intestine). At least the GM knew what a semicolon was, unlike most of the rest of the circle. Ahh, the benefits of a Scottish education. The GM then asked for volunteer hares for next week's run and was promptly given a down-down by Towed for forgetting he had announced not 5 minutes previously that Hurry K was to be setting it. There are distinctly worrying signs that dementia is setting in early. The Hashit was awarded to Ben for being too laid back in the circle; so laid back if fact that it needed Bog Trotter to pour the beer down his throat. The subsequent internecine squabbling between the Scots gave a clear indication of why they failed to qualify for the world cup and how half a pint of shandy goes to their heads. Ben left in high dudgeon, muttering about Robert the Bruce and Culloden (or was it Bannockburn?). I think he was upset about being dragged away by John when there was clearly more beer to be drunk. Following this Celtic demonstration of antisocial drinking, social drinking was called and we all headed off for an excellent barbeque. Fortunately Rodent had plenty beer of his own, as hash beer ran out. A cardinal sin, and one that will be brought to the attention of the circle next week. Thanks to Torsten and family for a good run and excellent food and farewell for the time being. |
Hares Casper and Rodent Location The Rodent Hole, Dumbarai Hashers 47 Virgins Emily Amar Rasmus Schonveld Newcomers
Leavers Rodent Returnees
Hashit Schonveld Trash Towed |
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