Himalayan Mixed Hash Run No. 1347 18 September 2004
Location 4km on the Godavari road Hares The Fox
Hashers 43 Hashit Towed
Trash Towed Trashflash Rotter
Remarkables virgins: Lora, Chrissie returnees: Itchy Balls, Irene, Robbie, Ruaraidh, Sanjeev visitors: Chris
The Pictures The Trash

To The Fox for Haring

To Mrs Rotter and Tibet Gal for Guiding

To Lora and Chrissie for the First Time

To the Destructive Ivan

To Visitor Chris

To the Melamchi Windfall

To a Century of Head Chopping

To the Grate Danes for getting the best view of Him

 This week's run was really last week's run set seven days late. The On-In was in a fairly scruffy field at the roadside, prompting Keeled Over to complain that The Fox really should have tidied it up a bit before we all arrived. Other than the fact that no holding checks were announced the run briefing escaped me, trying as I was with Mrs Rotter and Night Owl's driver to open the back of the GM's landie. Silly me, trying to do it without Beaufort's office desk keys which have always worked well in the past! (I changed the locks for ones off another new desk - GM)

First paper was a little way back down the road and off to the east and the land of the brick factory. Lost Ark led the way to Check 1, closely followed by virgin Chrissie and Cornelius. It was Lost Ark again who found the way to Check 2, the trail continuing to head east. From Check 2 the trail swung north and towards the river, although somewhere in between there may have been a back check. At the river the pack started milling about, so it can be reasonably assumed that there was a check here as well. Predictably the trail from here started to head for the high ground. Towed thought he was leading the pack here but soon cries of "On-On" were heard even further ahead. Hurry Krishna, on a long search from Check 2, had found the paper.

Lost Ark, Cornelius and Chrissie followed Hurry K into the next check from where there was a limited choice. They and the rest of the pack chose the correct route. Yours truly simply knew that the Hare was bound to take us up to the top of the hill, so headed off in that direction to spend a pleasant half hour alone with Duckbill, before eventually being guided back onto paper by a surprising number of English speaking locals.

Eventually Brett was caught at the back of the pack and soon after that the Hare appeared from the north, guiding three other lost souls - Lora, Sanjeev and another. Don't know where he found them but they certainly weren't following the paper that we'd been on.

A gentle run in through a couple more checks took us back to the road and the On-In where everyone else was waiting.

As usual recollections of the circle are vague, largely the result of the GM's calm, quiet, not to say soporific delivery. First thing I can recall was the Hare being awarded 9.99, or 9.9 for what was a very good run.

Virgins Chrissie and Lora were then welcomed - Chrissie is here working for an NGO and Lora claims to work for the US Embassy, being something to do with culture. Maybe hoping to find some to take home!

Other down-downs were awarded to:

• Visitor Chris, here on holiday
• Returnees Mrs Night Owl, Ruary (straightforward spelling approved - GM) and Robbie
• Rather belatedly, Tibet Gal for not only haring the walkers this week, but also last week (when she was whipped away early by Run Crafty, off for his usual Saturday Night Out with Walk Crafty)
• Hurricane Ivan, in the form of Itchy Balls, was castigated for battering the Caribbean and southern states
• Crasher Rotter - the one that I saw was when he failed to notice a 3-foot deep (0.9m - GM) gap in the trail and the other one I was told about when he stepped into a stream that was a tad deeper than he thought (as in chest deep!) (be grateful I held the hash flash aloft! - GM)
• Head Chopper, who celebrated his 100th run

·Next week's run was announced as being from The British School, hared by Naren and others. Oh, and the Hashit was awarded to Towed for all round excellence.

Thanks to Mrs Rotter for the wonderful snacks and thanks also to the Hare for not taking the pack up to the top of the hill.