Ascension : Hash Thrash - Hash No: 1460
Submitted by The Islander (Islander Editors) 02.05.2013 (Article Archived on 16.05.2013)
Meeting at the base of Fort Thornton, overlooking the Tarter Rocks
Hares:
Soggy
Boozer
Hounds: Boozy Head, Bus Driver, Dead Gross,
Idle Trekkie, Hairy Hal, Hairy Leftovers, Dipstick, Missing McGonagle, Herr-less
Twitcher, Herr Slacker, Herr-Lien
Disaster Chef, Sniffy, Dozy ½ Penny, Mark, Tim, Ed, Rod, Sue and The Last
Turtle Head of Doom
Meeting at the
base of Fort Thornton, overlooking the Tarter Rocks this week’s plucky band of
hashers were seduced by the idea of easy in town hash, with no idea what they
were in for. Joining the hash for the first time was Rod and Sue, the look of
hash innocence would soon be gone from their faces, sadly to never be seen
again. Re-joining the hash after a sabbatical was the hash’s spiritual advisor
Sniffy and his dutiful daughter Dozy ½ Penny. The hash brief was short; 8
circle checks, the possibility that donkeys ate the hash (yes this has actually
happened) and attacks by man-eating crabs. It was easy to tell which hashers
had misspent youths when it was mentioned the first circle check was behind the
police station.
The On-On
sounded and the horde took off, passing around behind the Obsidian Hotel and
through the old golf course heading towards Hogan’s Bypass. By the time we
reached the road the hash had already been lost, leaving the group to wonder if
Soggy Boozer had been taken notes last week. After some searching the hash was
located across the road and the group continued on. In a hash first Dozy ½ Penny, citing exhaustion from her
recent jaunt to the mother land to represent the island quit after the 3rd circle
check, her loving father gallantly volunteered to escort her back. Dipstick bailed after the 4th check
setting a new record for the most broken on a hash.
The rapidly
diminishing group crossed Gannet road at the homing beacon, continuing on
through Lions Bluff to the coast line. Dropping down to the beach, the hash
again disappeared; the hare had failed to take into account the incoming
sea. As did a couple of the hashers as
they crossed the beach below The Scouts beach hut. Finally making it to the AIG
Beach hut and the last circle check, the hashers were spread out along the
beach, with some of the younger hashers stopping to look at interesting rock
pools. The final hashers staggered into Fort Thornton as the sun set.
During the après Soggy Boozer was fortunate
enough to have her own cheering section while finding a dark corner. Coastal
fort construction, when the troops did not have to worry about natives coming
up their backsides was covered to great extent. The lack of the St. Piran’s
flag on Sisters was discussed, the apparently failure of the Cornish Pirates,
perhaps too easily distracted by shiny baubles, to fulfil their promise has
raised the possibility of other flags, St. David’s, or even a U.S. Flag were mentioned.
A glass was raised in the memory of The Lady in Red. The author’s apparent
Freudian slip in last week’s hash trash was dissected at length; it really was
supposed to read drinks and nibbles! The post hash conversations lasted late
into the night, distracted by the warm evening the adults
had the rare privilege of listening to the children whining to go home.
Next
week: 16:30 IDL Beach Hut- NE Bay
Hares: Boozy Head
Bring
a plate of eats
“She was here on
earth to make sense of its wild enchantments”
Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago
TLTHoD
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