Ascension : Hash Thrash - Hash No: 1456
Submitted by The Islander (Islander Editors) 04.04.2013 (Article Archived on 18.04.2013)
The Ascension Hash House Harriers 28th Birthday Party, Easter Egg Hunt and Egg Roll turned out to be a subdued affair,
Hares: Bum Ride and
Soggy Boozer
Hounds: Boozy Head, Bus Driver, Dead Gross,
Idle Trekkie, Hairy Hal, Hairy Leftovers, Faecal Attraction, Herr Twitcher, Herr-Lien
Slacker, Herr-Lien Disaster Chef, Emily,
Allan, Lesa, BladeRunner and The Last Turtle Head of Doom
Après: Cat, Mark, Becky and Harry
The Ascension
Hash House Harriers 28th Birthday Party, Easter Egg Hunt and Egg
Roll turned out to be a subdued affair, much to the disappointment of the local
constabulary who had hoped to use the occasion for their annual pepper spray
training.
As the crowd
formed at the Diamond Jubilee picnic area on Fort Bedford, there were some new
faces and sights. Emily who brought one of her traps in the hopes of catching
her tea. Cat hobbled up on crutches, proving that crab research is a young
person’s game and at her age she should probably look into something less
strenuous. Allan lured by the promise of chocolate decided to take a break from
his normal Saturday routine of letterbox trail maintenance.
The hash brief
was short, only 3 real and 1 imaginary circle checks, loose rocks, Mexican
Thorn and the promise of a visit by the zombie Easter Bunny. The On-On sounded
and the trail led to the east, skirting the base of Cross Hill, then swinging
north along the ridgeline. Following the ridgeline above the World War Two fuel
tanks the trail then dropped down into Benin City. Dropping back down to the
flats Soggy Boozer, after months of hashing, finally gave voice to the question
that had been plaguing the rest of the group. Just why did her children spend
the hash collecting odd junk? The heat started taking its toll and the 2nd
circle check found a large portion of the group huddled on a bit of Mexican
Thorn for shade. By the third circle check Herr-Lien Disaster Chef had decided
to call it quits, something about a hurting stomach from homemade bread, which
he had made himself.
Hitting the road
the hash led the group to the path that leads into Bonetta Cemetery, or at least the ones that
actually followed the hash made it, the rest, still not having learned to not
follow the younger hashers ended up scrambling down the rocks to make it there.
Arriving at
Comfortless Cove it was noticed that Emily and her trap had wandered off hoping
for a good catch to make her and Cat’s tea. The Easter Bunny, familiar with
Ascension conditions had left paper-laminated eggs around the area, which could
be traded in for real Easter eggs. The
younger hashers scattered to look for the hidden Easter eggs while Herr-Lien
Slacker, Faecal Attraction and The Last Turtle Head of Doom opted for a swim.
The rest of the older hashers, citing chaffing issues decided to forgo swimming
and just stood around attempting to maintain their dignity. Finally all but one
of the eggs had been found, the Bunny was pretty sure a crab had made off with
the last one and the gang started back. Most of the group decided to follow the
road but a couple of the younger (and more fool hardy) hashers went for a
cross-country path. Crossing the football pitch the group suddenly realized
they had forgotten one key detail; they still had to climb back up Cross Hill
to the picnic area.
Finally
staggering back the group was pleased to note that Herr-Lien Disaster Chef had
made it back and more importantly he and Cat had not eaten all the chocolate. A
quick head count showed the Boozy Head, Hairy Hal and Dead gross were still
missing, not that this stopped the distribution of the chocolate eggs. Boozy Head
was finally spotted hauling his new coffee table back across the clinker, but
the other two were not to be seen. Finally the pair were spotted, having
realized that the cross country option really was not a short cut!
Harry and his
entourage joined the post hash festivities and the sound of the mighty vuvuzela
was heard echoing over Georgetown. Idle Trekkie suffered an egg rolling injury
but also learned that RAF medical techniques were not designed for the faint of
heart. Even the RMS got to join in the festivities as the sun went down on the
28th anniversary of the Ascension Hash. On-On!!
Next
week: 16:30 Camel Hump- English Bay Road
Hares: BladeRunner
Bring
a plate of eats
“You
can always tell a real friend: when you've made a fool of yourself he doesn't
feel you've done a permanent job” Laurence Peter
TLTHoD
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