Corgi and Daffodil 

Run…..I can’t remember 

Hashers: yep they were there about 15.  Where the fuck are the rest of you? 

 

The intrepid crew headed off following trail and live hares- very impressive. 

One fury friend Minnie chucked a wobbly and wouldn’t do trail so stayed behind with her wounded master Blurry. Never spar with a girl half your age. 

The other brave fur ball became under attack by a huge mastiff. Hashers came to the rescue and guarded Donnie- thanks Matches and Daffodil bravely fought off the offending animal. 

On we went through streets of Mackay until we miraculously found ourselves back at the On On. 

The circle was called  by our  Monkee- some good- thanks Zorro and some bad- thanks Pensioner jokes were told. Charges and counter charges made, didn’t think I deserved that… moving on, song sung and nosh appeared. 

Yummy chilli con carne and the best cooked rice in Mackay. Thanks Daffodil. To top it off the red and tim tams appeared. 

We may not have had a big crowd however we had a big time. 

On On to next week at Wheelies 

Blo-Jo 

Run Date: 16th September 2019
Run No #2037
Hare: Teflon
Venue: 37 Mango Avenue, Eimeo
Hashers: 18

 

Another sunny day and a cool evening we all gathered at Teflon’s place. The fire keg was ready with shredded paper and fire wood. We waited for Zorro and yes he has replaced Tonguer being the last to arrive for tonight anyway. It was a live hare run so Teflon led us out the front along the beach front and past the coconut trees with the thongs growing on the trunks. Down the easement  heading towards the Eimeo Pub but no we then turned towards the Surf Club and along the front and down onto the beach to see the sun setting. On towards a water crossing on the beach where Golly had put a board for us to negotiate across the rocks but he was in the water steadying us, what a gentlemen. All across except Pensioner, Tarzan and Zorro who lost us at the Eimeo Pub Ascent.  Little Donny had a few attempts after Golly had taken the board away at this stage. Tummy wet and a few shakes Donny was away joining Mini and Tefons dog Penny. On through the streets to Dolphin Heads and around up to where Wheelie, Fil and Ben were waiting for the pack to catch them up. Ben was in training for Wheelie’s care and still to master the wheel chair for they nearly ended up in the drain when a car came and they got off the road a little too far. It was On Home and Delicious had started the fire for us to enjoy. Teflon brought out the Dips and Chips while she was heating the Spaghetti Bolognese for tea. Circle called by Tarzan but no Monkee to get the supplies. Golly came to his rescue and the circle started with Teflons down down for the run. Tarzan called for jokes but no one responded. A down down for Hooker being on the phone whilst on the run and one for Blurry for something that he didn’t do on Saturday night get together. A welcome back drink for Delicious who had been missing for a few weeks on away runs and Ben being a virgin runner. Executive Lunch was decided to be at the Bomerang Hotel. The song was sung and dinner was enjoyed by all, followed by tim tams and chocolate biscuits.

Next weeks run will be from Quota Park, Eastern end of Bridge Road, South Mackay.

On On

Daffodil & Corgi

Couple of photos from Saturday night 14th September for our Social evening. Winners of our cartoon drawings were: – 

 

    

Run Date: 9th September 2019
Hare: Piccolo 
Venue: 82 Grendon Street North Mackay
Hashers: 19

 

We all gathered at the front of Piccolo’s, even the dogs took their marks, Ready, set go!

A set of envelopes distributed among the pack to responsible runners, at that No 1 was opened and off we went to Swayne Street. Turn left down the street into the forest, out again along a drain, God knows where we will end up! The numbers kept the pack together & the pack livened up the neighbourhood!

No 10 read On Home and at that we crossed a paddock and came in through the back entrance to Piccolo’s place. A grand walk.

On arrival, the fire was lit to set to stop the pack freezing to death. Nibbles were welcomed whilst Hash Cash sat up on his top deck and did his ‘thing’ that he does so well.

Circle was called, welcoming charges for Nicka’s friend Bob (who the fuck is Bob) returning runner Two Moons and his son Mr Squiggle and Metro also charged for Hat in the circle. He joined us for his last time this trip before heading to his home kennel in Coffs Harbour. 

 

The jokes were a plenty, coming thick and fast, one seemed to set off another, bit like Fireworks, Zorro then Two Moons, then Pensioner, then two Moons again. Pensioner had to check if Mango got them though, wasn’t that nice of him. He said he would explain later!

2 X Awards for tonight. 1 to Corgi for 1400 runs with a white shirt 

and 400 runs for Nicka pair of shorts. Pensioner then went on to tell us a short story of how the embroidery lady forgot the ‘K’ and now he is Nicka Klicka adding in the ‘K’ on the wrong word! 

Hashy Birthday was sung to Blurry. Circle closed, Hash song sung, and the Hash Nosh was served. The biggest pot of curry sausages, mashed potato as well as rice. Good Hash Nosh. All enjoyed sitting around having a chat with our Hash mates. Thanks to Blurry for filling in for Half a Boat in his absence.

See you next week at mine. You all know the drum about the parking.

On On

Teflon

Run Date: 2nd September 2019
Hare: Raggedy Anne’s
Venue: 4 Trochus Court Shoal Point
Hashers: 18

 

A fairly quiet attendance compared to recent turnouts, but being at Raggedy and Golly’s  it didn’t take very long for things to liven up. The group was called to muster at the front of the house, only to be hijacked  by Prick desperately  trying  to hide the fact that he and a half dressed Tounger were late, by a bloody awful rendition  of Hashy Birthday. After we had recovered from that, instructions were given on where to find the first check and told to fuck off.  Eventually the trail was located and the circumnavigation of Shoal Point began. I was very pleased to find that the topography had not changed very much.  It still has the hidden walkways, sandy beaches, bloody awful rock walls to clamber  up and down desperately trying not to break an ankle or your neck. Just to give you an indication of how rough the rocks were poor old “Blurry dog” had to be carried up the only  stairs. (more about “Blurry dog” later.)

Back at the On on the bullshit, lies and general crap (more about crap later) increased in direct proportion to the amount of alcohol consumed. Eventually  the festivities were rudely interrupted by the Monk calling us to order (????) or disorganized kayos. First cab off the rank was of course was the hare Raggedy bravely stepped up to take the verdict on the run and down down but still managed to offload some of the amber liquid into other mugs. Naughty! Next our three visitors Horse, Jockey and Metro were subjected to sampling the worst beer in the esky. Finally Teflon was handed a mug, I don’t know what for but she deserved it, she was doing it all night.

Just when you think you know all the tricks in Hash Raggedy and Golly  have come up with the best circle stopper I have  come across. Just when the circle was in danger of dragging on (again) this dynamic duo had boxes of Pizza’s delivered under our noses and laid out on the table in front of everyone. Now as you all know there is only two things that hashers like better than talking crap. Booze and Food. With this deadly combination presented the circle was fucked, after a few seconds silence the song was sung and circle closed and the stampede began. Absolutely bloody brilliant you two!!!!

Now as promised “Blurry dog” On the completion of the demolishing of the hash nosh it seems that he was not overly impressed with the evening festivities or his share of the food and sent a message that he thought it was “crap” But good daddy Blurry quick as a flash cleaned it up, which was just as well because soon after that the motorized esky roared into action and I don’t think that Streaker would have had the skills to miss a land mine.

Not long after this the first party poopers started to trickle out but this soon turned into a rout when hash booze for the night started to pack up the esky .

A good run, good night, grate time was had by all.

On on  Nicka 

Written under  direction of Piccolo    It’s her fault

       

   

Is this what you would call an eskymobile??

Run Date: 26th August 2019
Hare: Hot Rocks
Venue: 22 Sneyd Street Mackay
Hashers: 18

 

Not a bad roll up at the Hot Rocks abode for the Monday night Hash, considering the troops away and sick at present. Hottie had the fire going and the pack mingled and fought for start positions under the big tree in the back yard.

The Rocks gave us the mail on how good the run/walk would be and that there were many opportunities to short cut on the way, but all would be useless. After telling us which way ON ON was, we all wandered to the middle of the road and immediately got lost. Zorro was off, way out in front heading towards Streakers place, and that was the last we saw of him. 

A pleasant stroll along with the dogs in tow saw us heading for Milton Street High, via some unknown back alley that had a crab pot slap bang in the middle of it, that caught all us poor buggers without a torch. A few decided to become SCB’s, and headed home. The rest of us wandered around south/west  Mackay and ended up heading home along George St. You Beauty…..piss stop at the bowls club. Alas….not to be, and on on to Hottie’s it was.

Arriving back, the pack was already into the piss, much to the dislike of the GM. The pack was also moaning that there were no nibbles!!!! How spoilt we have become.

The circle was formed and Hot Rocks gave himself a drink and a song for setting the run, totally over running the holy Monk, Tar Boy.

Zorro told a joke about the time he picked up a street walking hooker, which brought a laugh, and possibly there was another joke, but it can’t have been too good, caus I can’t remember it.

Tounger was given a down down for a returning Hasher, after wandering around the outback of Victoria for the last three months.

Numbers were taken for the social night on the 14th Sept, the song was sung, and the circle closed.

BUT WAIT……..there’s more. Setting a precedent, the circle was re-convened, and Tounger was given a Hashy Birthday song and drink, as well as deciding on the venue for the executive lunch on Tuesday. Once again the circle was closed, this time without the song. 

Hot Rocks was already cooking onions on the re-modernised Hash BBQ, and informed the hungry pack to come over and help themselves to a steak sandwich. And bloody good they were, even had a a salad and pepper sauce to lube it down.

More drinks were consumed, while Blurry spent the remainder of the night chasing the dog.

Eventually, just as Hottie was to bring out the Red Wine, Blo Jo spat the dummy and said fuck you all, I’m going home, so off I went too.

Next weeks run (Raggerty Annes place at Shoal Point)will have a new Hash Piss, as 1/2 a Boat is going O/S for three weeks.

That’s your lot for this week,

ON ON…….Blurrrrrrrrrr.

 

Run Date: 19th August 2019
Hare: Blurry 
Venue: Grendon Park Salonika Beach
Hashers: 12

 

Oh what a lovely drive: A quick run down the highway, a look at the coal terminal at Hay Point, a visit to the Hay Point Hotel and then on on to Salonika. Here we gathered for the run of the year; only 12 starters but a willing attitude to tackle the wilds of the South. Blurry gave us the well set run which had road, bush and beach. A little bit of something there for everyone.

No one did the full run and thus there was no piss stop. The piss turned up at the venue somewhat later with Blurry muttering about SCB, but the truth was they were simply too dumb to follow the trail. 

The circle was used to get rid of the piss stop drink, then we had a few nibbles and a main of savoury mince. Enough for seconds for everyone. 

Half a Boat had bought 120 cans and stubbies, so we went at it with a vengeance and knocked the lot off in trua Hash fashion. If you can’t drink 10 stubbies each over the evening you would have to be a weak poof. I managed to get my 10th down as a roadie with my head out the window. All good. 

The evening finished with the new Hash song [‘ From the sands of the Southern Beaches’ ],  a chat then all headed home to Mummy.

Photo courtesy of GM – Proof that Blurry was trying to kill the Hashers! by taking their breathe away! 

Next Run :  Hot Rocks 22 Sneyd Street Mackay

 On On  Prick.

Run Date: 12th August 2019
Hare: Flaps 
Venue: 17 Jarrah Street Andergrove
Hashers: 22

 

The usual rabble of dogs and geriatric hashers assembled at the residence of Flapps in anticipation of another adventurous walk through the burbs. The evening was cold, and Flapps had the fire under way. Out the front we went for instructions, and off we went. 

 I wont bore you with the actual streets we went down, but the run was set with a high tech marker and very well at that. The false trails worked well catching most, till we found our way to a drink stop outside Beaconsfield school. A refreshing refreshment trickled past our tonsils, then off we went to finish the trail. 

Things got confusing just a short way down the road as trail ran out, and if it wasn’t for Corgy, we would still be out there. Seems some juveniles rubbed out an on back!!!

Back home the drink wagon was prized open, and refreshments were consumed while sampling various exotic nibbles provided by the hare, Flapps.

The circle was started by the honourable and holy Tarzan, with a drink  and song to the hare for setting a shitty trail. (Bit harsh I thought Tar Boy…) 

Immediately the Hare was charged for supplying a piss stop…..with no piss in it. Way to socially correct for Hash. 

The GM, Streaker climbed up on her pulpit, and addressed the gathered congregation. 

Points of interest in the address were:

 (1) Every Hasher has the duty to set 2 runs a year if you are a no friends Nigel and single, or 3 runs a year if you are a couple. 

 (2) Way too much piss is being drunk at Hash, so the refreshment wagon is to remain locked till the majority of Hashers have returned after the walk/run. (Seems 22 people drank 220 drinks at a previous run. That’s 10 drinks per person in a two hour period….great effort I reckon, considering some don’t drink….)

The said GM was then presented with a hat for 600 runs, and given a drink to celebrate the milestone. You may get this hat at a good price caus Streaker hates hats!

Returning Hasher, Septic received a welcome back drink and it was great to see him again since his last visit. We are lucky to have his company, as he told me that he had a go at being dead since his last visit. Can’t keep a good man down.

Teflon was hauled out of the circle for a birthday song and drink which turned out to be nearly as long as the Brandy Bottle golf game. Teflon and photographer McFanny farted around so long taking photos of the memorable occasion, that McF was given a down down as well.

Blurry explained how crocks won’t eat your hole before the song was sung and the circle ended.

Flaps, in the fashion we have become accustom to, provided an exotic nosh including desert washed down by more refreshments.

The piss truck left, so having no other reason to remain in front of the fire, we all went home.

If there is anything I have missed……..put it down to Alzheimer’s.

NEXT weeks run is from Grendon Park at Salonika Beach set by the Blurrrr. No fire, no desert and very modest nosh will be the go, however the scenery will be excellent. Don’t forget the club song has to be modified to suit the venue, with the words changed to….From the sands of the SOUTHERN beaches…..

Till then, ON ON from the Blurrrrrr.

 

Run Date: 5th August 2019
Hare: Streaker 
Venue: 5/3 Hunter Street West Mackay
Hashers: 21

 

20 super fit hashers gathered at streakers small abode and waited patiently for the run to start. When the hare was ready we gathered out at the front of the units, closely watched by one of the residents, making sure we didn’t hang around for long.

it turned out to be a live hare run, but a little bit different from the old days, everyone walked and the hare didn’t get an extra down down for being caught.

Everyone assumed we would be heading for Hottie’s abode for some light refreshment, however that was not meant to be. It was then on on through the streets of West Mackay, over hill and down dale through water, mud, sweat and tears. It turned out the hare had arranged for a helicopter to land at the base hospital, which was very thoughtful of her. It was then on home all the little four legged friends in tow.

Hot Rocks had a great fire going when the pack returned so everyone had gathered around it to keep warm.

The circle was eventually called by the Monk and the hare given her just desserts, lots of yelling, interrupting and general interruption by the usual hashers. Teflon and Mcfanny were charged by Zorro for something that happened on the golf course that took 4 and a half hours, not sure what it was, I did hear Viagara’s name mentioned about giving golf lesson, it did look a bit funny the way he was standing behind them.

The song was sung with not much gusto. Food was then served and it was in the ark, as everyone had to go in two by two. Plenty of corned meat, bread, and boiled potatoes with plenty of condiments to add extra flavour.

Tarzan asked who was interested in going to the Vietnamese restaurant on Friday night and Half a Boat about who wanted to go out on his half a boat the same Friday.

It was then on home unfortunately Streaker forgot dessert (tim tams).

Next weeks run will be at flap’s place 17 Jarrah Street.

See you all here on on flaps

 

Run Date: 29th July 2019
Hare: Prick
Venue: BBQ area at Gooseponds North Mackay
Hashers: 24 

Well all gathered at Pricks usual spot a the Gooseponds, and we were told there was a piss stop??? and that it took him about 35 mins to set it!. Yes it was a short walk and No Piss stop. On our return was left over dips and chips from our weekend away at Clairview. Pench collected money then eventually after the wanderers returned from the Bowls Club (Piss & Pee Stop) the Circle  was called.

Down downs to Prick – Hare

Quickie – Returning Runner

JCF – he’s back and as noisy as ever !!!

Virgin – Bev from Melbourne

Jokes were told, some from the very noisy corner! Pensioner, Blurry and Hottie. Best joke of the night was from Delicious, with all the actions to go with it, then Flaps told a good one. 

Some charges were given don’t know what for? Think I saw Zorro getting one?

Hash Song sung, circle closed. 

On On with the Nosh, was Pricks pies with mushy peas, then followed by a yummy cheesecake, made by the ‘Gentleman caller’ Flaps, then a lot more noise went on, till everyone went home, it was an early night for all. Thank goodness for Corgi as she noticed Hottie had left his bag there!! He’s getting forgetful, its all that hard work he is doing at the moment! 

Hash at my place next week. See you there. 

On On Streaker

 

 

SOCIAL WEEKEND 26-28TH JULY 2019