Geological studies have shown that the Katmandu Valley was previously a huge lake that drained southward through the Chobar Gorge, opening up the valley. Buddhist legend asserts that the lake, which was known as Nag Hirat (tank of serpents), contained magical snake-like beings that were guarding treasure lying at the bottom of the lake. Bodhisattva Manjushri sliced through the circle of mountains with a single stroke of his Sword of Wisdom, thereby draining the lake and creating the Katmandu Valley. Countless snakes were said to have been washed out with the departing waters, but the king of the snakes (in case you didn’t know a snake is a long, thin, legless reptile. The symbol of Slytherin house in the Harry Potter film is the serpent, and the dark wizard Lord Voldemort has a pet snake named Nagini. Snake, Potter, our GM’s last name, a coincidence? We don’t think so) is believed to have remained behind at the request of Manjushri and is now believed to head the Himalayan Hash House Harriers.

The Hindu belief, however, is that Krishna (a blue god!) created the Chobar Gorge by throwing a thunderbolt that split the mountain. But what the hell would Hindus’ know cause, like, they totally worship elephants and a chick named Kali who has eight, yes count them, EIGHT arms!!

Deep theology aside, visitors will discover that Nepal is a country of great beauty, where legend at times blends with fact, and festivals and celebrations take place throughout the year - which all adds to the appeal of this popular tourist destination. Hashers on the other hand will discover that Nepal is a country of great incompetence as was seen when a certain Mr. X posted a “slight Change of Location”” for the Hash on the web Shiite a mere 5 hours before it was to begin assuming those few hashers who have a computer at home and indeed those few hashers who have a computer at home and who in fact have connectivity, would have nothing better to do on a Saturday morning than troll the hash shiite looking for ludicrous updates rather than say drink coffee, read the morning paper and have a good morning sh#t. Of course there was so little paper at the new on on site Dead-in-the-Water was made to stand as a human light house, nay, dare we say a beacon of hope, on the side of the road directing dazed, disgruntled and disoriented hashers to the new site on on site (Dead-in-the-Water, this must be the first time you have contributed ANYTHING to the mismanagement - GM). But no matter. An amazing 42 people showed up for the run. The GM, as usual meeted and greeted and insulted the assembled throng and introduced the hares. Virgins were counted, rules were shouted out and it was, like, off we go!

Down went the hashers, down, down, down, down Chobar hill, beside the picturesque Chobar Gorge past a narrow suspension bridge, which was imported from a manufacturer in Aberdeen in Scotland in 1903 (GM Scottish – bridge Scottish a coincidence? We don’t think so). The GM cheerfully noted to the hashers the bridge was in fact transported to Nepal in pieces across the mountains via India and then put together at the Chobar Gorge. This was seen as a huge technical accomplishment at the time and visitors agree that the view of the Chobar Gorge and surroundings from this historic suspension bridge is breath-taking. By the time the GM caught his breath after his long lecture the hashers were mere dots in the distance.

Kruel and Krishna had obviously fought over what kind of hash it would be – i.e. a long boring straight run as favored by Krishna versus runs that Kruel likes to set that would have Arnold Schwarzenegger begging for mercy. Unhappily they managed the two combined but equally happy the hash lasted only about 90 minutes (they still, weirdly enough, got a 9.9 score for the hash!). Along the rice paddies flew Trouble, DoggyStyle (ah, that name confirms this trash is complete fabrication; DoggyStyle was not present, as he can't afford the new Hash Fee - GM) and Hole-in-One all complaining non-stop about the endless false trails laid by evil Krishna (the school teacher and soon to be HR professional – not the blue god) slipping and sliding through the mud till the first holding check. All gathered at the check including Becci, Tiggy Fingas, Hurry, Jos (and she wasn't there either - GM), Shaun (nor he), Kim (nor she) , Happy Clappy (she's Becci), MacPole when they all notice – pause for effect – HeBitch was missing! After waiting and waiting and waiting for like 30 seconds the hashers started to mumble things like – let’s leave the bastard behind! The GM however gave a rousing speech saying like the marines hashers have a code of honor – leave no man (women – it is ok) behind. His voice trembled as he noted the Marine Corps adopted Semper Fidelis as its official motto in 1883 (and noted Semper Fidelis is also the title of the official musical March of the Marine Corps). Translated from Latin, explained the sweet wise GM, Semper Fidelis means "Always Faithful." U.S. Marines use an abbreviated verbal version, "Semper Fi," to voice loyalty and commitment to their Marine comrades-in-arms. He noted previous mottos of the Marine Corps were (1) To the Shores of Tripoli, adopted in 1805; (2) Fortitude, adopted in 1812; (3) From the Halls of Montezuma to the Shores of Tripoli, adopted in 1848; and (4) By Sea and by Land, adopted in the 1850's.

After about 30 seconds everyone – even Dr Death no less – cried in unison “F@ck it lets go!" And off again they went down a gully, across a field, through someone’s back yard, kitchen and pantry, through someone’s front yard, etc, to the next holding. And then good news - HeBitch caught up. Hooray went the happy hashers. But then someone noticed MacPole was missing. Booooooo went the unhappy hashers. It was then HeBitch explained "the mutual forces of action and reaction between two bodies are equal, opposite and collinear". Which of course made no sense whatsoever.

And then it was false trail city until we cross once more through the Chobar quarry and then back to the on on site. As the happy hashers celebrated an inebriated local who was attending some sort of a loud ceremony complete with ghetto blasters came and told us WE should be quiet to which the GM wittily commented – GET OUT OF OUR CIRCLE!!!! Kruel/George do you remember all the different down downs and stuff? I am fried – later