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

      

 

 

 

 

Run Date: 22nd July 2019
Hare: Snot
Venue: 36 Napier Street South Mackay
Hashers: 24 

 

Oh what a lovely run. The beautiful regions of South Mackay- AKA The Hood – were to be explored on a fine clear and warm Monday night. The venue was the deceased estate of DB which had been tastefully redecorated by Insex and Snot, our intrepid Hares. 

A warming fire in the backyard on a warm evening was a good index of the night to come. Thoughts of congealed chips of years gone by stimulated the nausea of all Harriers/ etts .

Off through the back lanes, alleys, walkways and streets of the Hood we went following the odd chalk mark and often nothing for hundreds of metres. Just as expected. A piss stop at Pants place and then the group broke in two – the trail mob and the SCB. A good run.

The down downs were administered, and followed by a great feed of nibbles, spuds in butter and garlic then bangers and sauerkraut on bread. Must have been done by Insex because it sure didn’t come from the Chip Fucker.

After the tucker we has a chat, a few beers and then it was on home to Mummy.

Next run is Prick’s from the BBQ area on the Gooseponds behind Norths Bowls Club.

Cheers Prick

 

Run Date: 15th July 2019
Hares: McFanny
Venue: 13 Grasstrail Street Andergrove.
Hashers: 30ish

 

As i crossed the Forgan bridge heading to the dark side i looked at the pink sky and said to Insex this is going to be a cold run. She responded with your not McWrong there.

We parked where we could and assembled in the rear of McF’s abode where about 30 souls and a dozen McDogs mulled around with the expectation of a marvelous run.

@ 6.10 we approached the go line (front of the house) The usual lies about chalk, tape and toilet paper to denote the trail. Then..we were off left then right then across the roundabout and right into the flood mitigation channel which traverses McAndergloom . This channel has a set of storm pipes underneath and every few hundred meters is a grate to allow water to enter. Wheelie Bin has a new pusher in Bend  Over they found one of these grates and the front wheels of Wheelie’s chariot fit nicely between the grill it was very amusing for McScrew and myself for a bit there.

But i digress, now on on it was on chalk well marked.  No sooner had we cleared stage 1 drain and the front runners…McPrick , Mc Blurry,McDaffodil and McCorgi were seen coming down Bedford Road.  Not afraid of a bit of short cutting we cracked a right and joined them turning right into Newton Street. A surprise awaited, we weren’t far down Newton street and there were the front runners coming back towards us . We found marks leading us up the garden path then on left and left again into Domino Court this then did a left into Newton street and left again into the said same garden path . It is here that we could all have perished following an endless loop. After a circuit or two all decided that the lure of beer at 15 Grasstrail was more important than following trail.

A fire awaited as did nibbles and cold beer. Circle called , McFanny was given her just desserts to be consumed out of polystyrene cups because the Monk, McMango forgot the drinking vessels.  I was fortunate not to be involved in the martial dispute between her and McPensioner over whose  duty it was to bring the said articles to Hash. McPensioner being a staunch unionist immediately ended proceedings with “not my job”  At this point my beer was empty so luckily i received a down down  for something about a hat.  A few jokes were told however none fell to the standard set by McKnothead..

When the food arrived the ravenous hordes consumed the meal with gusto and I’ve never seen McPiccolo eat so much.  I believe she even stopped smoking for feast. We then had upside down pineapple cake for dessert and an unconfirmed report having McBlurry return for a 4th helping.

I overheard McHalf a Boat promising to take us all on a trip to  XXXX Island (or similar) on his Catamaran on the 8th August.  Not long after this he announced I’ll fuk em up in a minute I’m taking the piss home to catch the tide. That was enough for me so I instructed my driver, McInsex to fetch me another coldie for the homeward trip to the bright side.

Next weeks Run 2029 will be from 36 Napier Street South Mackay.

This was once the home of  two of our dearly departed runners DB and Shattered. As I’ve had enough of tenants the home is being sold so this is a commemorative last run from this address and if you can all bring a plant for the garden we will have a planting ceremony (to help me sell the place easier)  Hooker please bring a buyer along. In the  true tradition of the 90s there may be 10 cartons of XXXX heavy to be consumed by 9pm then off to Wilkies or the Palace to party till 2am  then drive  home to be ready for work in a few hours time

ON ON

SNOT

Run Date: 8th July 2019
Hares: Pensioner & Mango 
Venue: 12 Douglas Crescent Rural View 
Hashers: 22

 

So, 22 not so young or fit intrepid hashers showed up for the run. I think the grey clouds kept some away. 

The group not moving from the fire or eskies increasing every week. 

Those that headed off scattered after the first down hill marks. Some actually followed trail n ended up in some bush, close to water and then we hit road. This was followed by more hills and a scamper accross the paddock to on home. 

Thanks to Mango we had nibbles with our first beers followed by the circle. 

Can I ask you lot to get it together with the jokes please..at least Pensioner wrote his down 😀. Flaps has been excelling in the joke department, he must have too much time on his hands- 10 out 10 for the laughs though..thanks Flaps. The rest of you shape up please. 

JCF drove away not only the mozzies with his smoking ceremony of Teflons tax documents, most hashers dispersed too! We needed Corgi to get the fire going as several hashers attempted and failed. Those documents weighed heavy in the wood with nit a flame in sight. 

There were charges, Teflon, myself, Pensioner and Mango blah blah..I must have been talking, very unusual for me. 

Teflon attempted a drone photo shoot from the balcony, not sure how that turned out. 

On came the tucker after a mottly attempt at the hash song. 

What a feast. Yummy potato bake and savoury mince and to top it off chocolate biscuits…no wonder we all couldnt make it up n down those hills. 

So with bellies full of food and beer with not a mozzie in sight we meandered up yet another hill…the driveway, to waddle home. 

On On to McFannys next week 

 

 

Run Date: 1st July 2019
Hare: Knicker Licker
Venue: Unit 6, 16 Dolby Street North Mackay 
Hashers: 31

31 brave hashers turned out on a cool evening to chew the fat, and stir up the neighbour’s dogs.
After milling about in various groups, Knicker called the throng to order and began issuing instructions, mostly unheard by those who wouldn’t stop nattering. Apparently, according to Knicker, there was chalk and survey tape to be found, all in the direction of some canefields. So, off we went, and immediately the women in the crew began swearing loudly about prickles, snakes and crocodiles. Pfffttt! Nuthin to worry about. After dicing with the traffic on Sam’s Road, the pack disappeared into the cane, and quickly became disoriented and confused by the lack of markers. I managed to find a trail that miraculously led me back to the beer. The other mob continued with their cane farmer impersonations, and merged into the gloom. They turned up later, in dribs and drabs, with several different versions of where they’d been.

Knicker dived inside and produced a tray of home-made mini pies, with 3 different sauces (spicy!) to calm the boisterous mob, whilst the HashCash was collected. Much banter was chucked about, until the Monkee…. yes, the missing Monkee made a triumphant return…. called the mob to order and the circle began. A down down for the hare for setting such a shitty trail was quickly followed by another coz he was thirsty! Some more charges were laid and refuted by the guilty, but still we saw Hotty and D.T. downing a combined effort for something they may or may not have done. There was a birthday down down for someone ( can’t remember who), and Hooker received a keyring and drink for finally amassing 100 runs over a 25 year period. A few jokes were told, and then Flaps floored us with a magnificent rendition on marriage, ending with a word you shouldn’t call your wife if you want her to remain said wife! Finally Zorro was charged, because he looked guilty. Circle closed with a stirring rendition of the hash song, which the neighbour’s dogs enjoyed immensely.

Knicker dived into the kitchen, and produced  2  big trays of his special fried rice, and a big pot of curried chook, hot enough to warm the bellies of the mob. More yackin and bullshit followed until finally HashPiss took the beer away, and the remaining mob decided to call it quits, but not before loading the fire with enough wood to keep Knicker up (and warm) all night.

Bring your togs next week for a dip in our imaginary pool. Roller Blades optional, as there’s not many hills around 12 Douglas Cres Rural View.

Pensioner.

Run Date: 24th June 2019
Hare: Tarzan
Venue: 4 Evans Ave North Mackay
Hashers: 30

 

Once again, a none too bright Xsection of the community gathered together in gonad/ovary freezing weather to try and recreate the memory of their long lost youth. This included 29 hashers and me who was only there because someone has to produce a oracle of the evenings proceedings. As usual the antics of this diverse gathering produced far too many misdemeanors for a précis of the event.     Let us start with the Hare, the event started with him clutching a ream of gobally gook notes supposedly, cryptic clues, which he kept to himself and only doled out sparingly to create totally confusing directions. The reason for this soon became obvious because we ended up taking the longest false trail in the history of Mackay Hash. It was cunningly hidden with the promise of a piss stop but the fact remains we had to venture  across the river to the dark side to get that drink only to be told “that’s it, the end of the run now  piss off back to the On on” I might point out another confusing aspect of the run,  I only saw two people who actually ran :- Blow Jo and Uturn which suggests they were bloody thirsty.     

So back along the trail to the On on only to find that the Esky was considerably depleted by the time I arrived and the usual conversations, lies and bullshit were in full swing.  When a pause in the prattle finally occurred, the circle was called, and the hare Tarzan was deservedly fined for the longest false trail   ever. Then the various hashers were fined for their misdemeanors Zorro Snot and I think Streaker also interestingly the stand in monkey (hot rocks) seemed to manage the cop about every third down down. joke of the night goes to Snot for his rendition of the stuttering cat. The circle was closed by the usual Mackay hash song only to be topped by a solo effort by Blurry of the new hash version of the national anthem.

The mountain of nosh was served and was ravaged by the ravenous hoards ( expect Piccolo)  but when the flock of seagulls had dispersed there was the most amazing sight I have ever seen at Mackay hash  THERE WAS STILL FOOD LEFT even Piccolo was able to go back for seconds. Not long after the crowd started to disperse and waddle off to their various modes of transport.

There was unfortunately one episode that occurred during the evening when one of our very regular hashers was subjected to hurtful innuendos which were both demeaning and embarrassing. This sort of behavior is not acceptable at hash.  I have reframed from mentioning names out of respect to the victim, but I will not accept this sort of behavior and will not tolerate it at my run next week as the protagonist is not welcome.

To end on a happier note the evening was great you have set a hard act for me to follow next week.

On on   Nicka    

Shenanigans from the evening 

 

Run Date: 17th June 2019
Hare: Blo Jo
Venue: Blurry’s, Cnr Peel & Alfred sts
Hashers: 23

 

Here we are again Mon night this time 23 superbly  fit athletes turned up at Blurry’s joint for an exillerating run thru the city.To my personal disbelief the pre run g-up suggested that would be 2 piss stops.However this turned out to be true.Nice one B.J. Then ON ON past some fools trying to impress us with their boxing skills.I knew immediately It was a trick.N0 hashers can do that stuff.Circle was called with the customary jokes,charges etc.The usual culprits were charged for various reasons,JCF,Zorro,Snot.Lots of birthday songs as well Streaker,Zorro,Daffodil plus 1 more sorry can’t remember who but I forgot U-Turn,tomorrow same as Zorro.Nosh was eagerly gobbled down by the hordes followed by special Irish  dessert.Hash song sung & circle closed.See ya next week at the Tarboys abode. ON ON.

PS for last nights run written hurriedly by yours truly. Other birthday recipient was Half a Boat. Also our illustrious GM Streaker for diving fiercely into the first piss stop. Still thirsty no doubt from her hash piss- up on Sat night.
ON ON The TARBOY.