Date: 20/08/18
Run #1978 
Hare: Wombat
Venue: 8 Hokins Court Glenella
Hashers: 22

 

Oh, what a cold and clear night. It was. 30 freezing little vegemites gathered at Wombat’s place for the Cold Run of the year. The fire was burning in a huge steel bowl before we even started. The neighbours’ fence was being put to a use that had not been envisioned when Zorro had built it.

Wombat gathered us together and gave some complicated advice as to ribbons and chalk and off we went. Through the grass, along the creek, along some roads, a death defying waltz along the highway, some more park then along the road On Home. 

Great nibbles, superb tucker, a circle with a few down downs and jokes [ elephant ] and a great fire. A good night thanks to Wombat. 

On on. Prick.

Date: 13/08/18
Run #1977 
Hare: Tarzan
Venue: 4 Evans Ave North Mackay
Hashers: 28

28 Runners rock up, run took about 45 mins or more, 2 x piss stops. Last drink at John Breen Park. Only 3 x runners in for the drink, cruise back in car. Everyone around fire keeping warm, few down downs. Had a visitor name Tractor who started HHH here in Mackay. Hash Tea was plenty to eat. 

On On 

Wombat

Date: 06/08/18
Run #1976 
Hare: Daffodil & Corgie
Venue: Barbeque area at Illawong Park, Petrie Street, South Mackay
Hashers: 20

 

On a barmy winters night 20 fine tuned harriers turned up to tackle the wilds of Far Beach area. Not to be disappointed there was no actual beach run!!!! The pack skirted along the foreshore for a while but mostly stuck to the concrete. Paths & bitumen. A nice easy stroll of about 1 hr saw us back to the ON ON by 7 pm. Circle had the usual down downs for  hares birthdays phones in the circle & Blo Jo’s 100 runs Nash foot. Prick & Blurry did provide some comic relief with a couple of enterprising jokes. Nosh was dished up  in master chef style with a stew & bread and real butter(bonus). Hash song followed and circle closed.

See ya next week for the Tarboys birthday run.Promises to be long but not in distance. At least two real piss stops.
Should be a BIG ONE!!!!!

ON ON THE TARBOY.

 

Date: 30/07/18
Run #1975
Hare: Shocker and Sweetmeat
Venue: Lot 4 Sunset Drive, Erakala
Hashers: 24

24 keen hashers turned up at Shocker’s and Sweetmeat’s new abode. Although the house is complete they still have a lot of yard work and landscaping ahead of them. We walked up the driveway to the road where Shocker gave instructions for the trail. Up the hill to Sunset Drive heading down to Sugar shed Road. I think at this point everybody said oh shit, we have to walk back up this hill later and continued onto Settlers Rise Estate. Seeing Sweetmeats father drive by hinted a piss stop was near, but JCF couldn’t wait and had his own piss stop on a power pole. Eventually we arrived at a kids play ground complete with a fenced off basket ball training area. The piss stop was a tangy/fruity concoction, went down nicely. It was on home and up the hill to have a well earned ale or two. Corgi realised she had lost her car keys somewhere on the run and retraced the trail but no luck, will go back tomorrow in the daylight. Shocker offered a grand tour of the house so off with the running shoes to check out upstairs, very impressive with a great view across the rooftops to the canefields from massive verandah . Returning to the group downstairs we had to find our shoes which had been placed in a line running along the side of the house, out into the carport, Sweetmeats dad was the culprit. The circle was called, while the hares waited for their song, Sweetmeat mentioned she was still waiting for a ring from Shocker, it went downhill from here with Zorro explaining the three rings in marriage, first comes the engagement ring, then comes the wedding ring and if things go pear-shaped then comes the suffering. JCF added his comments regarding the fingering. Tarzan had a drink for falling off his bike while hanging onto JCF’s car, trying to get a tow up the hill. A few jokes were told, the song was sung and the circle closed. Everybody lined up for the delicious spaghetti Bolognese and afterwards congregated around the fire. Is that the time, it’s half past nine, time to go home, another good night from a virgin run venue.

On On
Daffodil

 

It was a glorious Monday night for a run from Mr and Mrs half a boat’s house. We all arrived as usual in dribs and drabs in various hash attire before we were off in a long meandering line looking for the non existing trail. Along the banks of a stunning pioneer river we dodged the odd speeding car until we came to the realisation there was no trail so we went back to the beer .

The rest of the pack wandered back in and we were greeted with a hot plate of food which was quickly demolished. The circle was formed and down downs were consumed with great gusto .The usual suspects were considered and partook :- half a boat – for the trail, knothead, no crutch – returning runners among the many downed. Some awful jokes told and more were handed out. By this stage I was too inebriated to remember who but there was lots. The song was sung stunningly and we had an awesome feed supplied by half a boat’s Mrs ,we all got drunker ,well I did ,and we wandered back into the night to our warm beds.

On On
Knothead

 

Date: 16/07/18
Run #1973
Hare: Streaker
Venue: Unit 5/3 Hunter Street West Mackay
Hashers: 25

 

25 adventurous hashes turned up to Streakers hoping the food was of the same high standard as her last run.

Speaking of runs, we set off in the dark with Donny taking the lead as the live puppy hare. We trotted off

behind the puppy and found ourselves at the cemetery. Streaker had promised a piss stop and Donny had many,

but we soon stopped at hot Rocks for the promised piss stop.

With a shot stroll back to Streakers we chatted around the fire for a while before the circle was called.

Charges went to Streaker and Donny as hares, lots of others for stuff and things and plenty of lame jokes were told..

Even one about poor Donny.

After much deliberation about executive lunch, the circle was closed and another fantastic rendition of the hash

Song soon saw us turn to the food.

What can you say… corned meat and potatoes wins again. Thanks too Prick who supplied some sundries to go on

the sanga’s . Well done Streaker I have a lot to live up to next week

On on  half a boat

Date: 9/07/18
Run #1972
Hare: Blo Jo
Venue: Blurry’s, Cnr Peel& Alfred Sts
Hashers: 21

 

21 Hashers met up at Blurry’s Place for Blo Jos’s Run.

Because of Blo Jo’s Birthday we were told there would be 3 piss stops. Amazing !!! We set off to meander around West Mackay. Meeting up at Streaker’s Place, I thought they all got it wrong, when we arrived to see them out the front under the street light as MY run is next week!

At my place drinks and nibbles were had, then on again, around the block, to end up at Hotys, some people complained about going the long way??

Third piss Stop was at ‘some park’ On On home.

Charges were: –

Hoty walking into a door plus wearing his Beanie.
Wombat for giving a guy the wrong address, he ended up at AA we think!
Hot Salami & Fill de Jaw for holding hands on the walk! How romantic!
Drovers Dog for No Hash Shirt
Flaps, Drover, Delicious and Streaker for talking in the Circle
Viagra for wearing safety boots! Tripping over the gutter, followed by a roll on the grass!
Zorro wasn’t seen on the run, turned left when we all turn right. Where did he go??
Returning Runner Weak as, Visiting Runner Strong As

Naming ceremony, plain old Tom, became Hot Salami (after the Monk raving on about him being Polish)

Hashy Birthday sung to Blo Jo.

Biggest shamozzle deciding where Executive lunch was to be – Blurry wanted Spag Bol, but ended up going Asian!! Think he was getting his as a takeaway from Maguires.

Hash Song Sung. Circle Closed.

Hash Nosh plenty of it and very nice too, Rissoles & Gravy, potato bake and vegies..Followed by Birthday Cake not 1 but 2!

The night was full of laughs, jokes by Weak As and a long but great one from Flaps!

So, On On to my place next week, where you might get leftovers, and a very short walk, as I will be away for the weekend. Donny’s setting it.

On On Streaker

 

Date: 2/07/18
Run #1971
Hare: Pensch & Mango
Venue: 12 Douglas Crescent Rural View
Hashers: 23

 

Everyone gathered at the Pensioner Mansion where the old timer had started burning his old stash of painted-treated timber in his flash new Brazer.  Reminded me of being at Zorro’s. The crowd gathered and a stack of Envelopes were randomly dispersed among the flock. The first letter was opened and it was on-on down the road and off the right – then a left the a second left after two paths….. Who knows…  we got lost at the first turn… The Hare got us back on track and it was on-on up into the Lofty Heights of Rural View.  With a False trail up a steep hill and then Sweetmeat running off with Envelope 6 – it was lucky the trail was a big loop and you couldn’t get lost. After passing a great deal of Houses which had us wondering if they spent their entire life on a mower, it was on Home past the most lit up square box prison looking bunker house. Some nibbles and then the circle was called. JCF medication must have mixed with the 20 beers he had because he was in fine form – great to see had recovered from his illness.   Chargers for the hares Pensioner and Mango, Sweetmeat for for running off with Si’x. McFanny for… Not sure? Then a Group down down for all the people who had been to Shocker and Sweetmeats house (but not Shocker and Sweetmeat). A few bad joke later the Song was Sung and the circle was closed. The Food was fantastic and was served on Retro 2001 Moranbah Hash Plates. Great Night see you at the next run.

Shocker

Date: 25/06/18
Run #1970
Hare: Flaps
Venue: 17 Jarrah Street Beaconsfield
Hashers: 21

 

21 fine Hash specimens assembled at the abode of Flaps, for run 1970. No, it wasn’t set in 1970, although Flaps is old enough to remember the fog that was 1970. In the yard we found a fire cheerily burning, under a hovering light held up by a fishing rod. After much dribble from the horde, the hare marched us out to the front, to tell us, and not tell us again, that the trail started some distance away. We had to go left, right, left again to find it. So, off we went, right, left, right again, until Fil de Jour wheeled Wheelie into a suspiciously dark park. As they disappeared Corgi called the OnOn form somewhere off to the left, and we actually found the trail, leading us through some very dodgy back streets of Beaconsgrove. Around about now, rain started to fall, scattering the pack into several directions. We all managed to find a way back to the beer, and settled in under the patio, leaving the fire to sizzle in the rain by itself. Then, amazingly, Delicious rounded the corner, having actually completed the trail….. and even ran the last few metres!

Flaps had prepared some garlic bread and other nibblies, and had 3 or 4 kettles simmering away. Thinking he was trying to convert us to tea drinkers, we quickly grabbed a beer, when, lo and behold, Flaps began pouring pea n ham soup from said kettles. Very tricky.  And very tasty.

In the absence of the monk, Golly stepped up and called the circle. There was the usual down down for the hare, followed by a second coz he still looked thirsty. Daffodil came forward for a birthday sip, as did Zorro…. Piccolo also got a free drink courtesy of Knicker, but details elude me. A couple of jokes produced some polite snickering, but then, Half A Boat stepped forward with a frighteningly  true story that puts him squarely in the league of Ivan Milat. That, coupled with recent interactions with the boys in blue made us very very nervous.
A quick chorus of the club song ensued, followed by more beer to wash away images of Ivan.

Flaps disappeared inside, and then produced an excellent chicken curry, accompanied by a Mac Cheese with prawns in it….. muchios deliciousiousness. Another Hash Nosh Award, perhaps?

More dribble continued, until Half a Boat pissed off which the Hash Piss, so we all went home.

Another fine night at The House Of Flaps.

See y’all next week at 12 Douglas Cres Rural View, where I’ve managed to find a trail with NO hills. Bring a torch.
Pensioner.

 

Run Date: 18/6/18
Run #1969
Hare: Baagoose
Venue: 21 Park Street Mackay 
Hashers: 14

 

14 hardy hashers gathered at the home of Bargoose  for the usual Monday night run. It must have been too cold for a lot of hashers who didn’t make it, they missed out on a very pleasant evening.

The run started outside Bargoose’s residence where he proceeded to give instructions on how the run would, although it was a bit disconcerting when he mentioned there were no false trails (Hotty would have been disappointed) it was essential everyone had a torch and to make sure no-one was left on their own at the back of pack as there was going to be an obstacle that may challenge a few of the not so fit runners (ha ha).

The pack headed off down Park street, a quick left and it was on from there.

There was everyone was following trail, as all good hashers do, however the marks seem to have disappeared, so it was a good excuse for everyone to head on back to the on on. Delicious actually went on the run in her Japanese running shoes, only because she got to a point where it was no use heading back. Delicious was also the only one to get into trouble at the obstacle (a drain crossing) however she did have the reliable Mango to give her assistance.

Everyone made it safely back to the on on but had to wait for Bargoose to get back, as he was the only one to follow trail.

Bargoose received his down down without too much complaing ( well for Bargoose anyway). Golly received a down down for blocking the main roundabout at Heaths road and Sugar Shed roads. Unfortunately he was spotted by that intrepid motorcyclist Pensioner who called out “buy a Holden”, the car also caused havoc outside Bunnings, perhaps he should buy a Holden. Raggedy Anne and Mango got a down down for wearing hoodies in the circle after much protest by Raggedy Anne.

Jokes were then told. Flaps told a joke about doing something sexy to a tractor complete with gyrating movements learnt from the educational movies on the internet. It must have been good but I hear Pensioner tried the same moves when he got back home only to get a quick slap, told to behave himself and there would be no pudding for a week.

The song was sung and the nosh came out. Plenty of rice, bread and curried sausages which fill de jaw couldn’t comprehend, however her and Tom had to go home early, as they were on their own for the night, no Wheelie Bin.

On on until next weeks run at flaps’s place at 17 Jarrah Street.