The LOCATION

Old dumb Gate

The RUN
Set by Toejob & Majorworries

Again we had a lot of walkers and runners, even in the build up, so Darwin hash well done! (In fact we all are desperate people without any social life and nothing else to do on Mondays.) At least 35 totally bored, useless, not even very fit, party handicapped, socially confused people met at the old dump gate and I must admit this area would be perfect if you want to shoot a totally depressing movie with a major lack of any nice landscape. Somehow even the grass looked depressed. But maybe that is what happens when you grow up next to a dump area. Imaging after days of darkness in the soil you finally see the light but in fact it is only a reflection of an old beer can. What can I say, cheers here's to life! The run started as usual and was set on pink tape. After 15 min it was off road into the field, so at least 10 walking hashers decided today is not a day to get my shoes dirty and went back to the trailer. All other brave runners and walkers started the real bush run over a large field and I must say the hares even managed to organise two single small trees to mark the trail. That's what I call previsional.

Walking across the field was the easy part, next part was through “Maybe-in-ten years-better looking” forest. So we celebrated when we saw a real trail after 10 min but this joy was short because we (8 hashers and a new hash dog) lost the marked trail. With nothing else to do and knowing the dump is on the left and the street somewhere in front we started walking. ..Once upon a time there were some people and they called themselves hasher and they walked and walked and walked through forest, over barbwire, over fences, over canals, trough bushes and they walked and walked and the sun was setting over the dump and I guess they would still keep walking today but in the end they found their way back to the trailer and even managed to be there before the runners arrived. Apparently it was a really long run. So the reality was: 10 hashers back after 20 min, 8 nearly lost hasher and a lot of sweaty runners. What more can I say, madness here I come...

The CIRCLE
First of all we had a really serious and sad issue. The god of destruction has asked for an oblation and so Majorworries decided Saint Physio's letterbox would do the trick. With no hesitation at all he run over it when he picked up our trailer. In consequence of this event Saint Physio had to go home earlier to rebuild it. I mean what should I say? I am sure in the good old days Majorworriers would have been stoned to death but nowadays he just got a turn on the ice. But I hope he will at least repay Saint Physio for his lost.We had some returners this week. So welcome back Morman, Stakeout, Sir Willing and Guest. Hope you are fine and enjoyed your time off, you won't get any more hash holiday this year! Stakeout has been overseas so he had to do a dip test to prove he is still in a good shape and health.

Due to an absence of our choirmaster Cricket did his best to imitate him and he gave quiet a performance. We had two visitors: Tony from England and (I can't read my writing but it was something with T in the beginning and L in the end, so you will figure out her name, I am sure) Mrs. X from the Gold Coast. As you might have noticed there was a young man coming to hash. Main thing about him was he was always quiet. So it was hard to think of a name for him but GM after months of I guess very hard thinking came up with a perfect name. So he called this man (former known as David) up and named him ROWDY. Rowdy should be easy to remember because for one thing it is just one syllable (I know it has two but GM says it has one, so it has one) (so even a hasher can remember) and secondly it reflects his character perfectly. Afterwards we gave Majorworries his down down and the ice was empty again. Braman had a another fine this time for our trail master Furburger.

Furburger never mentioned he had an apprentice but in fact Horse is a trail master apprentice and therefore also a committee member. I am sorry Horse we really tried no to bother you with all these terrible committee meetings but now because of Braman you will have to come around, drink beer and talk a lot about nothing, so sorry.... CBD told us that Breaststroke a hasher from Top End hash died in a car crash last week. A great lost because he was only 20. Last but not least we had the hares up and they got their down down for setting this run.

The SCORE
Tucker: Pizza
5 for the run (2 for organising it, 1 bringing tucker, +1 bush run, +1 party marked trail) , +2 Non BBQ tucker, +0.5 because nobody got lost and it was a long run (can't give you any more points, we lost a letter box and I didn't like this area so bad luck)

Toejob and Majorworries scored: 7.5 points

The Words of wisdom
Cricket “Genset got a perfect face for radio” What should I say? I am sure she would have the voice too at least she knows how to talk much... .

on on run 1835