Run Date 05/07/21
Run No 2123
Hare: Smut
Venue: 57 Bradman Drive, Glenella
Hashers: 17
Ah……17, I remember it well, just got my license and the world was my oyster.
Anyhow, that was the number of ageing Hash House Harriers gathered at Smuts abode to head into the bowels of Glenella for the Monday hash walk.
Off we set, after a briefing by the Hare, to discover parts of Glenella previously unknown. Smut’s trail marker worked a treat, and the trail was easy enough to follow if you had your mind on the job. I don’t know how Smut found it, or where it was, but there was a bloody steep hill involved in the trail that made us all aware of how unfit we had become over our ageing years.
By the end of the trail, the numbers had dwindled to 4 or so, with walkers taking their own way home towards the end of the trail.
Nibbles were provided to replenish our lost energy on arrival back to the esky, and the ritual of draining the esky commenced with gusto.
The circle was called by the Monk as we all huddled around the greatly appreciated fire. First up the Monk gave himself (the Hare) a down down to the song of Shitty Trail, then charges were called. Bloody Mango decided that it would be a good idea to give the five impeccably dressed hashers, who were standing together in their regulation Hash jackets……well, Pensioner disagreed with the validation of said charge, and tried to reverse it, but to no avail, and the five had a down down. Pensh also received another DD for wearing his hat in the circle. A drink was bestowed upon a returning and visiting runner and his mate from Victoria whose name I can’t remember (something like Rectum Wrecker??? or Swollen Colon), who then proceeded to find a winner for one of his highly sought after ironing board covers and peg bag.
Mango won the cover, and Bargoose won the peg bag.
After that, the Pizzas were presented on the table and we all pigged out until they were all consumed. It was then that the pack noticed the esky was starting to run dry, and slowly started drifting off home.
Minnie made sure Smut would remember the occasion by leaving a small nugget in the yard.
Hoo Roo till next week, and see you at Blurries abode for Blo Jo’s run. Bring a chair.
ON ON,
Blurrrrrrrry.
