Ascension : Hash Trash No 1232
Submitted by The Islander (Islander Internet Editor) 23.10.2008 (Article Archived on 06.11.2008)

The eager gang met at the IDL crusher plant near the windmills on Donkey Plain.

Hares Whopper Chopper and Uncle Transvestite

Hounds  Over and Done With, Wobbly Bits, Whopper Chopper, Little Chuffer, Madam Mardy Pants, Nip n Suck, Old Gollywaddler, Bungalow Bill, Wood ‘n’ Pecker, Mucky Princess, Joseph, Who’s Your Daddy?, Ross, Amanda, Claudia, Copper Balls, Mildew, Switch Hitter, Whiskey Chaser, Stinky Nuts, Hannah, Martin, Gamecock, Two Cocks, Will, Buffalo Buttocks, Shipwreck, Mr Fluffy, HeadMistress

Apres Fugitive, Kerb Crawler, Louis, Felicity, Thumper

The eager gang met at the IDL crusher plant near the windmills on Donkey Plain. A couple of on the dot arrivals missed the instructions so followed along anyway.  The on-on for the FRBs was away from the road and up the hill.  They went up and around the windmills and had a fair old stretch of their legs.  Meanwhile the walkers headed towards the road and along the lovely, long, level lane towards the dump.

No such luck of a fully flat footpath to peacefully promenade along.  Mucky Princess and Little Chuffer were way out in the lead throwing the hash around in an evil plot to fool the FRBs when they caught back up tot eh track.  Unfortunately the WATs went a little awry too and lots the trail.  Luckily Uncle Transvestite knew where we should have been heading and we were back on the straight and narrow.  That elusive hash had turned up and yes the on-on was up-up!  It wasn’t too bad as the going was fairly stable underfoot. 

At the top of Nipple Hill there were a few gasping for breath – at the lovely views (us hashers are quite a fit lot you know and the hills don’t get us all that out of breath really!)  The FRBs caught up with the WATs and we all watched the LPTs (Little People’s Tribe) clamber over a little hill towards the next circle check.  The on-on was down-down from Nipple Hill and all made it safely to the circle check.

Everyone headed round the dump and up the hill to the foot of Red Hill.  Here the WATs headed to the left whilst the FRBs ran to the right.  The FRBs headed to the base, along and up Cardiac Hill, along the foot of Command Hill and back to base.  The WATs meandered meaningfully along following a mix of new and old hash.  That would be the chit chat distracting us and the natural inclination to follow what is normally called a road!

Everyone safely made it back to the start and then we all moved on to Command Hill to enjoy Switch Hitter’s hospitality.

The circle of friendship was drawn and Hannah stepped in.  After a fair few fruity suggestions she was duly named Designer Regina.  Next up was youngster Joseph who swiftly became Mucky Digger (he already had an appropriate tee-shirt on!)

Thanks to Lanky and Uncle Transvestite for a great hash.

Next week Coconut Bay car park on Nasa Road. 

Hares Stinky Nuts and Will