| Himalayan Mixed Hash Run No. 1345 | 4 September 2004 |
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| Location | Rotter's Roost, Nakhipot, Lalitpur | Hares | Rotter |
| Hashers | 23 - of which only 4 drank beer | Hashit | Rotter |
| Trash | Towed might | Trashflash | Rotter and Run Crafty |
| Remarkables | virgins: Tore 'Loud God' returnees: Keeled Klan, Tshering | ||
| The Pictures | The Trash | ||||||||||||
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Above: tiny white dot in dead centre is probably Hurry K approaching Check 4
Walkers face the only hill of the day
Virgin Tore 'Loud God'
Returnees
One of the largest size new shoes of recent times.
Arty photo composition by Run Crafty. Why the cut off at snot height? Or is there now hash censorship of showing full heads of hair. |
Political
expediency demanded that the hash this week was set a) outside
the ring road so that it could be run regardless of the influence of the
curfew and b) at some bloody ungodly hour in the morning
to take advantage of the last minute lifting of the curfew. So initially,
somewhere beyond Bhaktapur became Nakhipot and, finally, 15.00 became 10.00. Eventually a few hashers gathered at Rotter's Roost and at around 10.10 the GM decided to call the circle to some sort of order and himself into the middle to explain exactly what was going on. Seven checks were announced with number six holding and, in keeping with the current political climate, a revolution in the hash convention of marking checks with two circles and holding check with three. Suffice it to say that this went into one ear and out of the other for hardened hashers inured to years of compliance with the old regime. First paper was out of the gate and north, soon heading off to the east. Various FRBs were seen: The Fox initially lead the way but, following a missed turning, was overtaken by Lost Ark. From Check One, Towed somehow inveigled his way to the front, the trail still traveling through the housing areas, across the Lele road and on to more open spaces and Check 2. It was here that I got a bit lost, searching in completely the wrong direction for paper but I did encounter at least 4 more checks. (Since it is not clear which one I missed, the numbering in the remainder of the narrative may well be one out. I am obliged to say this because I know that the smug bastard of a Hare, our beloathed GM, Rotter, will take great delight in inserting his comments before this is posted on the webshite.) (Actually we made up for this wanton mind wired to go up routes he's been on before, by later by getting Towed out of all the photos but one, and and by not giving him a down-down - GM) The others seemed to have been taken back to the west from Check 2 but a considerate Hare brought them all the way back again to allow me to re-establish contact with the pack which was being headed, apparently, by Lost Ark and his Evaluator. What was not apparent at the time was that The Fox had managed to get something like two checks ahead. Check 3 was beside a babbling brook from where we could see the Hare walking the walkers down the hill towards us, shouting misguided abuse to the effect that we were off paper. 'Course we bloody were - we were checking it out'. Towed it was who found the trail up to Check 4 beside the Dhapakhel Road, closely followed by Keeled Over and the rest of the pack. Once again the Hare and walkers were encountered in the hunt for paper, and it was at this point that The Fox was spotted way to the south. Keeled had meanwhile found the trail and the pack were soon in hot pursuit. The Fox seemed to be wandering about aimlessly so Keeled went off to his assistance whilst Towed checked it out. Clearly the trail was now heading off up the little side valley for the Shiva Temple (as it is referred to on my map) and sure enough, a few hundred metres from the check, paper was found coming in from the left. By this time there was no-one else within sight or hearing so, not pausing at the check that was clearly designed to mislead, and having been on more paper in one day than was good for me, I set off regardless for the obvious holding check at the temple (there's always one there!). I saw no more paper until a few hundred metres from Rotter's Roost. There, the faster members of the pack were awaiting my arrival with the usual cries of derision, and the rest of the pack plus the walkers followed in soon after. Time being of the utmost the GM was galvanised into action and called the circle to order, but not before Mrs R had trotted out with some of those delicious deep fried egg and veg balls and copious plates of chips. The Fox did the honours for the Hare before handing proceedings back to him. Its not clear what score was given, which pretty much gives me free licence to make it up as I please. Since the time of the curfew was mentioned I reckon that's what it was worth: 6.30 - 13.00, which by my reckoning comes to minus 6.7. Just about right. There was even a virgin who braved the curfew; another Noggie here to evaluate Lost Ark's project. Can't for the life of me remember his name but it was fairly unpronounceable (so that he immediately had to be given the hash name Love God - GM) and rapidly adapted to something resembling a hash name. Other down-downs were:
Thanks to Mrs Rotter for the excellent snacks. Sorry we all had to dash away early otherwise we would have had more. I had to rush to the airport to retrieve Towed Under and found that Handphun was already there to pick up her new Ambo. Wonder if he runs? Thanks also to the Hare for all the last minute finagling to get a run that everyone that got there could go to. |