Darcy and his master were late to the run on Sunday, which created a bit of anxiety...they had the drinks! It turned out that the young canine had chose the moment before they left to be bitten by a carpet python. Shockjock had to staunch the flow of blood before he could let Darcy into his gleaming new chariot!
The latest news in that the patient is fine - and stole and consumed a kilo of chicken just before the midweek run on Tuesday....
Leave Pass provided an enjoyable ramble around Upper Kedron (including a couple of puzzling bits, just to make it interesting) and followed it up with some traditional Upper Kedron fare - many thanks!
The midweek run (currently on Tuesdays) continues to attract between 5 and 9 hardy regulars, who replenish their precious bodily fluids afterwards in the public bar. This week we found ourselves following a trail set by some unknown hasher from some other hash. (It would be handy if they did this more often, don't you think?)
We're looking forward to Hash Christmas this Saturday. From the number who have booked overnight accommodation it looks as though there is going to be some very serious drinking going on! The recovery run will be from the party venue (probably in the rain) and catering will be by Leftover.
Next run details
When: Sunday 27th November, 5 pm (recovery run)
Where: Haughty and Culture's crumbling doss-house
Hares: Haughty and Culture
(If you need directions, please email us)
On, on!
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Bemused, baffled and benighted
The runners missed an "on back" on Sunday and so added an extra kilometre or two to their run. But one group of walkers outdid them...they missed a crucial marking, turned right instead of left, and so completed a huge loop to bring them back home in the dark. The rest of us waited and wondered, watching the bats from the Highvale colony circling in the sky above us before they headed off on their night raid...they knew where they were going.
Our hares proved to be camp oven masterchefs, laying on a magnificent stew for the hungry hordes. One of them received his hash name with the usual dignified ceremony. As he was told, beer is good for the hair....So welcome to "Rock Hard". Not all hash names can be conveyed in sign language, but here's how to say his if you are hearing impaired:
Next run details
When: Sunday 20th November, 5 pm
Where: Leave Pass's Upper Kedron shanty
Hare: Leave Pass
(If you need directions to this run, please email us.)
Om, on!
Our hares proved to be camp oven masterchefs, laying on a magnificent stew for the hungry hordes. One of them received his hash name with the usual dignified ceremony. As he was told, beer is good for the hair....So welcome to "Rock Hard". Not all hash names can be conveyed in sign language, but here's how to say his if you are hearing impaired:
Next run details
When: Sunday 20th November, 5 pm
Where: Leave Pass's Upper Kedron shanty
Hare: Leave Pass
(If you need directions to this run, please email us.)
Om, on!
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Potluck once
again provided a generous feast this Sunday after M. Promptu led us on a random perambulation around the village. The runners ended up lost again, jumping fences and bashing through weedy paddocks to get back to civilisation. We were joined for the run by Sebastian (a young dog) who made us all feel rather fit by comparison with him....
Leave Pass was the only hasher who failed to read his emails and hence turned up at 4 pm. Good on him - somebody had to do it!
Superhacker has been a real stalwart over the last few months, hosting a number of great runs. She's doing it again this coming Sunday in the valley - don't miss it!
And here's a little story to pad out this week's post:
A little boy has a nightmare and when his dad goes in to his room he's sobbing.
"What is it, son?"
"I dreamed my guinea pig was dead!"
"Well, that's just a bad dream. It doesn't mean anything. Go back to sleep."
But the next morning, the guinea pig is lying dead in its cage!
A few nights later, the boy has another nightmare.
"I dreamed that Fido was dead!" he sobs.
"It's just a bad dream," says the father. "Go back to sleep."
But the next day, Fido the dog wanders onto the road, and is killed by a car!
Then it happens again, a few nights later. The boy wakes screaming from a nightmare. This time his mother goes in to him. The father hears her say, "What is it?"
"I dreamed that my daddy was dead!"
"It's just a bad dream." says the mother. "Go back to sleep."
And the boy does go back to sleep. But the father lies awake worrying for the rest of the night. In the morning, he's in two minds about whether to go to work. In the end he decides that he is being ridiculous, and sets off. But when he is almost side-swiped by a truck, he changes his mind, resolves to take a sickie, and heads back home.
As he turns into his street he is shocked to see an ambulance outside his house, and a number of the neighbours standing around in a circle.
"What's happened?" he calls out in a panic.
"It's OK," one of the neighbours reassures him. "Your family is fine. It's just that the milkman dropped dead outside your house."
Next run details
When: Sunday 13th November, 5 pm
Where: Westbourne Park, Wights Mountain (on the corner of Days Road and Cumberland Road)
Hares: Superhacker and friend
On, on!
Leave Pass was the only hasher who failed to read his emails and hence turned up at 4 pm. Good on him - somebody had to do it!
Superhacker has been a real stalwart over the last few months, hosting a number of great runs. She's doing it again this coming Sunday in the valley - don't miss it!
And here's a little story to pad out this week's post:
A little boy has a nightmare and when his dad goes in to his room he's sobbing.
"What is it, son?"
"I dreamed my guinea pig was dead!"
"Well, that's just a bad dream. It doesn't mean anything. Go back to sleep."
But the next morning, the guinea pig is lying dead in its cage!
A few nights later, the boy has another nightmare.
"I dreamed that Fido was dead!" he sobs.
"It's just a bad dream," says the father. "Go back to sleep."
But the next day, Fido the dog wanders onto the road, and is killed by a car!
Then it happens again, a few nights later. The boy wakes screaming from a nightmare. This time his mother goes in to him. The father hears her say, "What is it?"
"I dreamed that my daddy was dead!"
"It's just a bad dream." says the mother. "Go back to sleep."
And the boy does go back to sleep. But the father lies awake worrying for the rest of the night. In the morning, he's in two minds about whether to go to work. In the end he decides that he is being ridiculous, and sets off. But when he is almost side-swiped by a truck, he changes his mind, resolves to take a sickie, and heads back home.
As he turns into his street he is shocked to see an ambulance outside his house, and a number of the neighbours standing around in a circle.
"What's happened?" he calls out in a panic.
"It's OK," one of the neighbours reassures him. "Your family is fine. It's just that the milkman dropped dead outside your house."
Next run details
When: Sunday 13th November, 5 pm
Where: Westbourne Park, Wights Mountain (on the corner of Days Road and Cumberland Road)
Hares: Superhacker and friend
On, on!
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