Ascension : Hash Trash - Hash No: 1387
Submitted by The Islander (Islander Editors) 01.12.2011 (Article Archived on 15.12.2011)
On the glorious 19th the hashers assembled to be warned of the dangers of hashing on the opening of the hunting season.
Hash No: 1387
Hounds: Old Golly Waddler, Blood sucker, Monkeypotamus, Over and Done With, Bladerunner, Simply Indiscreet, Patrick and Steve
On the glorious 19th the hashers assembled to be warned of the dangers of hashing on the opening of the hunting season. The camels are now lesser seen yet there is still a risk of being caught in the crossfire on the annual hunt day. The on-on was pointed surprisingly coastward from the Camel sign and off they ran. Bladerunner taking his machete to clear a few overgrown Mexican thorn on the way. A few hash rules were explained to the visitors but surely they wouldn’t need to know about ‘back arrows, bar checks and everything on their first hash. The track was easy to follow, but Old Golly Waddler noticed Sniffy was having problems keeping up. The reason why was soon discovered. A back arrow, turn and retrace steps to the beginning!
Reassembling at the camel sign, the hash crossed the road into the shadow of sisters. Tracks to follow seemed pretty easy going until…a bar check was encountered. At a bar check the hash begins to head off in three directions. The front runners are expected to find the true trail while the slower walkers and talkers catch up. Alas, the front runners were struggling to find hash on any of their trails, the talking had to stop whilst all feet were deployed rock hopping the illusive trail. Simply Indiscreet found it and talk got round to the ‘coal chute’. What it is, how to best master it, when we last ran the coal chute and Uncle Fester, King of the coal chute. Guess where the next circle check took us? No need for answers on a postcard.
No time for climbing the coal chute from the bottom, Sniffy teased us with promises of ‘later’ or ‘another day’. Like kids waiting at the ice cream van when there’s no ice cream left, the on on took us along the track up a hill and away from the excitement. Climbing through narrow gaps, over Klinka one doesn’t expect to get away bruise free. Both visitors managed to draw blood.
New tracks were followed, old bones disturbed and piles of technical rubbish analysed. Who dumps such stuff in the middle of nowhere, when? Bladerunner sounded his vuvuzela at an appropriate point (how we missed that sound). Descending towards the original track, a decision had to be made; coal chute one way and beer the other. The beer had the stronger attraction.
The kegs were opened and visitors shared hashy stories from around the world. Tips and experiences of the Dewpond challenge were circulating, some use work as an excuse for not being able to take part this year whilst others blamed illness (well done Patrick). Thanks Sniffy for setting the hash at last minute, it was an enjoyable leg stretch and warm up for the dewpond the next day. We forgive you for the nasty back arrow.
Hare: Wood ‘n’ Pecker
Where: Comfortless Cove
Bring a plate of eats