Run Report 1817

Run Date: 24th August 2015
Run No #1817
H
are: Teflon
Venue:  37 Mango Ave Eimeo
Hashers: 24

 

I think about 25 hashers turned up for Teflons amble through the streets and hills of beautiful Eimeo. At least there were no trains this time!!!!!!! A few managed to stagger around the full course but most short cutted in one way or another. Tarzan & Golly lobbed in exactly 1 hour after departure to complete this fine run/walk.

The circle was duly called & down downs were given to Teflon[hare] & Teflon & Mc Fanny as birthday girls. Both very significant milestones in their hashing lives.{cheers]. Only a couple of lame charges were handed out in some strange American brew called Tun. Jokes were very scarce as Pensioner was the only one to step forward.

A Christening was also sanctioned by the Monk donned in full ceremonial robes. Monica was installed as Wonderbra somehow entangled in her German heritage & sounding some what like something else. Figure it out????????

Wunderbra christening

Wunderbra christening

 

 

 

 

Then the nosh was ready & so were the hordes. Not to be disappointed Teflon & Mcfanny dished up quite a feast of Indian delicacies, rice nibblies enough to excite the keenest hasher. More grog then an excellent strawberry sponge cake for the birthday girls was produced & ravenously demolished. In all a good night was had by all.

ON ON !!!!! Tarzan

Birthday celebrations        McFanny & Teflon        Viagra     WHP

 

 

 

Run Report 1816

Run Date: 17th August 2015
Run No #1816
H
are: Prick
Venue:  BBQ area on Gooseponds back of the North Mackay Bowls Club
Hashers: 26

It was a clear afternoon as the bunch of finely tuned athletes gathered on the fore shores of the goose ponds. At approximately 6.10 Tounger arrived along with Corgi and Daffodil so it was time to get a start to this marathon of mud, sweat and beers. (1 out of 3 isn’t bad).

The much beloved hare mumbled something about chalk toilet paper and flour and as is always the case 98% could not give a shit “I just follow the bum of the one in front and daydream along” wondering how far I have to torture this clapped out body of mine before I get into the beer.

It a breathtaking pace off we went east then over the Glenpark bridge then up the hill past the Anglican church it was at this point the writer saw Cummalot disappearing over the rail overpass. Actually that was the last anyone saw of Cummalot for a considerable time she was lost in the long grass for a considerable time, I guess we will have to accept her word for this as no one can co-oberate this version of the facts, I never noticed any grass on the aforesaid alleged lost runner.

NOW, this is where the heresay comes in as many people who weren’t hashers found a hole in a fence and entered what may have been private property which it is alleged that a fine up to $3000 could be imposed. So in order to protect the innocent, a person who was not who hasn’t paid said “ a train” which for the purpose of this exercise will be called the 6.24 was observed. Other reports were tendered for us to consider that it was the 6.35 but as this is only hearsay one will never know. Trains apparently don’t slow down for corners; wind coming off trains is very strong. The pack can move very quickly when frightened. Never the less Hashers miraculously appeared in Norris Road. For those who didn’t follow the trail it went up heartbrake hill where an on home was encountered.

An alternative route was led by the incredible Flaps around the GoosePonds

TTTwo Ssstroke noticed a neighbour burning off so went home to close the house and returned not on the foot Falcon but in the Ford Falcon

Smega (returning Runner) led yet another pack in the direction of the North Mackay Bowling Club bar.

We all eventually gathered at the BBQ shelter to a sumptuous feast of Nibbles, Potatoes and Corned Beef on Very fresh buns.

The circle was called by the RA, Pensioner, Prick had an extended binge drinking session, Tounger learnt it’s not smart to stand behind a drinking Price. Then started the Birthday Down Downs

  • Tounger for becoming a pensioner
  • Glove Box for giving the big 50 a fright
  • Tarzan, apparently we have no record of his age but he was mentioned in the dead sea scrolls and rumours are that he has a birth certificate on a parchment scroll

Snot for not dressing a new runner, Next week I will attend to this matter personally.

Jokes from Pensioner, Hotrocks, Golly and here is the one Viagra couldn’t remember

Chinese have just unveiled a new state of the art Zoo in Beijing. It covers many acres, has thousands of animals but only dogs, there is every breed of dog known to mankind……..Apparently it is a shitzoo.

We welcomed 2 new runners, Tamara who told us her life history and Michelle whose autobiography went on and on, way too much information. Interestingly tho when you first join hash you don’t have a live therefore any history…. Just watch what you do from now on cause we are watching and what happens beats you to the next run and you may become an alcoholic. We sang the song, closed the circle Tidied up, drank froze our tits off and then I got tired and went home to mummy.

On On
Snot

Run Report 1815

Run Date: 10th August 2015
Run No #1815
H
ares: Oui Oui & Chamption
Venue:  60 Wattle Street  Andergrove.
Hashers: 26 + 1 visitor 

RUN REPORT.

Run:  5/10.

Trail marking :  3/10.

Fire:  2/10.

Company :  7/10.

Circle: 6/10.

Tucker: 9/10.

Fire: 1/10.

Hash Piss:  10/10.

Decorum: 5/10.

Sensitivity: 3/10.

Political Correctness:  1/10.

Jokes:  2/10.

Biggest Smile:  Cummalott:  10/10.

 

Next run:  Prick.  BBQ area on The Goosewalk near North Mackay Bowls Club.

ON ON .

 

Run Report 1814

Run Date: 3rd August 2015
Run No #1814
H
ares: Radish & Paw Paw
Venue:  44 Jarrah Street Andergrove.
Hashers: 29

 

Run started at 6pm was a lovely evening, with a full moon. The trail was well marked in white chalk. Runners and walkers had a good marked trail, we went over the only hill in

Andergrove with a view of Eimeo and Bucasia. The run went for about an hour.

In the circle there were a few down downs: Mango: for phoning Pensioner in the circle last week. Flaps: going over the other side of the bridge a few weeks ago. Oui Oui: for wearing a hat in the circle. Knot Head: for his bad joke in the circle.

Our visitor tonight was Scarey eyeballs from Tasmania hash.

Pensioner told a great joke in the circle enjoyed by everyone.

Nosh: 2 savoury bread dips followed by Mash potatoes, vegetables, meat loaf and gravy with bread.

Great night enjoyed by everyone.

Champion.

 

Next weeks run: Oui Oui and Champion  60 Wattle Street Andergrove down the back.

Bring chairs and insect repellent.

 

Run Report 1813

Run Date: 27.07.2015
Run No: #1813
Hare: Flaps
Venue: 17 Jarrah Street, Beaconsfield
Hashers: 27

 

Hi Hashers

Run report for run 1813 at the house of flaps

We gathered at beautiful downtown Jarrah Street,the usual gaggle, standing around swapping fibs in nervous anticipation of 6pm, which came and went as usual without much ado.

We sauntered off up the hill(who would have guessed??)around the picturesque streets and houses of Andergrove,avoiding the odd car and dogshit. Some mistook paint on the road as marks and finished up going in the wrong(much shorter)direction to accidentally get back to the esky early.

Host Flaps,showed his prowess in the kitchen by putting in a very strong performance for nosh of the year. The monk convened the circle and after telling a couple of roughies asked if anyone had a joke, to be met with blank stares.LESSON1 re hashers; Willing HaHahashers get all the work.There were the usual downdowns for the usual people.

The lucky lucky Streaker won the 3 bottles of red raffled by Golly. Then we went home.

TGIF drinks- Taylors Hotel.

Next weeks run 1814: Radish, 44 Jarrah Street Beaconsfield (150 mtrs east of this one).

CYa There.

Radish

Run Report 1812

Run Date: 21.07.2015  #1812
Hares: Snot & Smegma
Venue: End of East Point Road, via the Harbour. Mouth of the river, north bank of the pioneer river – downpast the surf club.
Hashers: 13 brave souls

 

Hash at its best

Windy drizzle sand salt and dark of into the dunes, mangroves, mosquitos and crocodiles

Wet sand dry sand puddles I think I need a vegemite sandwich.

The trek to get to the run was

Arriving I was greeted by a dismal site of old farts rugged up in hoodies mumbling about location, weather expecting a miracle for the light to appear the breeze to slow and drizzle to abate.

Breast Stroke dropped me off I checked with Snot to see any extra light was required he said all under control so I kept my pants on.

Breast stroke disappeared in the Getz no 4 x 4 required.

The run set in pink + orange tape and some lime headed off into the abyss of east point heading west.

It was hard work with the sand not so wet, would have been nice if it had rained to harden the sand up.

Trailed was marked adequately for a traditional run, on home was found near the eastern end of the rock wall on Pioneer River, Knothead sniffed the breeze and pointed the direction to the esky that was all I needed.

Snot had lit the pile of hundred year old hard wood and some woof wood it turned into a nice warming inferno spraying sparks in all directions.

Little boys were in abundance quite surprised that the dark siders didn’t arrive then!

Did they wimped out on the weather? Trail to the run site?

Although Corgi And Daff braved it in the big Toyota.

Circle called we all huddled I around the fire and listened Down for the hare Birthday for Fucked, 2 x jokes that was it, a rough Mackay hash song and it was over.

Nosh yum yum bread rolls with roast and gravy, sort of missed the burnt sausages and there was no chilli sauce.

In all an excellent run based on the minimum HHH requirement of a run a Cold beer (and it was) and some grub should be more like it.

TGIF Drinks at Slade Point Bowls Club

Old farts that need to eat soft food lunch is at Mount Pleasant Tavern 12:29 sharp

On On

WHP

 

Run Report 1811

Run Date: 13.07.2015  #1811
Hares: Viagra
Venue: Viagra – Mulherin Park, Mulherin Drive, Mackay Harbour (Opposite the Marina)
Hashers: 19
18 + 1 (Blurry)  toughened hashers turned up to the run at Mulherrin Park on a cool winter’s evening, but Viagra was well prepared with a cast iron pot and plenty of wood to burn. The run headed off past the lighthouse fish and chip shop and followed the shoreline through the maze of bars (empty except for Delicious who was drawn magnetically towards the nearest one. Flaps keeping Tarzan company at the back to ensure no-one got lost, when the pack was on an on back, however that didn’t last long because they immediately turned round and headed back the way they had just come from (double on back).

 

Down past the Surf Club and as no-one appeared to be lost the backmarkers decided it was safe to return to the start and to the warmth of the fire, which was in full inferno by now.

Circle was held with down down for the hare and new runner Robyn was christened by the monk something about two dicks big pussies gloves and a box to put them in so the name of Glovebox was bon. (not lovebox or big c**t).  Glovebox christening 13-07-15

 

Some pretty sick jokes by hottie and pensioner as per usual. Nosh was consumed hot potatoes mince burgers and beer. Golly selling raffle tickets in the wine, so don’t forget a little extra cash next week to purchase more, this will help fund the bus up at Cameron’s Pocket to the Calen hotel on the Friday night.

 

On On

Flaps

Run Report 1810

Run Date: 06.07.2015  #1810
Hares: Who Hasn’t Paid
Venue: Pacific Esplanade, Slade Point (Opposite Slade Court)
Hashers: 18

 

HHHi HASHERS

A motley crew of 18 assembled in the public park on the beach at Slade Point.

Come time for us to start the run, everybody was thinking very loudly, that apart from Baagoose, there was a very big lack of darksiders from the southern side of town, bloody slackers!!!

They stayed away in droves! Oh well…….

We all took off down the beach in an orderly chaos, as usual. Then bashed through some scrub trails, and out into the beautiful surrounds of Slade Point.

Poor old Pensioner buggered up his dicky knee on the sand tracks, and had to return to the starting point to rest and apply some ice cold medication to relieve the pain, poor old bugger.

The run was very good, with a variety of terrain covered, with lots of false trails and check-arounds to throw us off, and we all stayed together, which is unusual, even WHP stayed with us for the whole run.

Back home the hot garlic spuds and nibblies were greatly appreciated by all. Then the circle was called with the usual sick, and sometimes funny, sometimes corny jokes, then some charges n all.

Snot even charged poor old Hash Pisser (being me) because the beer can he had dropped on the ground getting it out of the Hash Esky, had a few little dents in it???    WOT THE FU#@K ?

The Hash vittles were really great, thanks to Breast Stroke, with hot curry sausages and veggies, and some glorious bread n butter pudding or incredibly scrumptious apple crumble with custard,  MMM  MMM!!!!!

Lots of bullshit was told and swapped by all and was interrupted by an occasional beer or cider, till we all departed @ 9:00 pm.  It was another great run, that’s fursherr. Thanks WHP.

See you all next Monday for my run.

Cheers and ON ON.

Viagra.

 

Run Report 1809

Run Date: 29.06.2015  #1809
Hares: Drip Tray & Cummalott with a little help from Nikka in Cummalott’s absence
Venue: DT’s place 13 Burgess Street North Mackay
Hashers: 27

 

Quite a crowd gathered at the rear of 13 Burgess St. North Mackay

At hash run start time we all got badgered to go out on the street to be given info regarding the markings for the pending run.

Gyprock and flour “plain” we were informed there is a walkers trail and runners would leap frog the walkers.

The 2 runners headed off to the ponds via Harrington St. and the walkers buggered of somewhere else.

Hot Rocks and WHP passed the walkers on the bike track at the back of the North Mackay Bowls club. And headed off up Canberra St. to Swayne St. past the Mackay Natural Environment Centre then around onto the levy bank back to the goose ponds past MCC, crossed Glen pack Rd. heading towards the dreaded Hill St. haul up to the top to the lookout, Hot rocks and WHP had mentally prepared themselves for the climb as athletes do, only to be foiled by a false trail at Burgess St, so they sniffed the breeze for the esky and headed home.

The walkers hadn’t returned so there was no crowd at the esky for a cool beer.

Hot Rocks and WHP cased the joint for a bit more wood in the end looked like we may have to pull the rafters out of the shed  as the was no stock pile of fire wood anywhere.

The walkers returned Pumpkin soup was served very nice the circle called to the usual whining and winging.

Usual frivolities Jokes and down downs etc.

We noticed the Flapps had returned from touring our great land he got a drink also.

Nosh was 4 different types of Sheepyard pie and stew and tasted great.

ON ON

WHP

Run Report 1808

Run Date: 22.06.2015  #1808
Hares: Daffodil & Corgi
Venue: Quota Park Quota Park Binnington Esp near the Ocean International.
Hashers: 20

 
All were gathered at the edge of the world. Much milling followed until Daffodil sent us off on our merry way. The trail led us through parts unknown, marks were lost at one stage until the Hare moved to the front of the pack stating ” The marks were clear in the daylight”. Go figure!!!  Maybe the piss stop was lost to the darkness as well.

After a good solid walk, runners were long gone so who knows what adventures these loveable larrikins found on the way, we returned to base camp and Hash Piss was open. A rousing cheer was heard from afar.

Cumalott made her usual bee-line for her own piss stop, only to be locked in the loo and would have been trapped all nite if not for the courageous effort by Streaker.

Golly’s raffle was drawn and Delicious was the lucky duck who won the wine in her absence.

Circle was called, bad jokes were heard and down downs were given. Baagoose getting a much deserved one for sending us to a closed Aero Club for TGIF drinks and not even turning up anyway. Circle closed and many drinks had by all.

Hash Nosh was served and Yummo, Corgi, kudos to you.

Knicka proved that chivalry was not yet dead and D.T. was cuddled up in his jacket for the end of a chilly evening.

Another successful Hash run had come to a close.

On On

Cummalott

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