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On-Sec: Risa Mohammed* – 752-4447 (C) Hash
Softies: Bob Dickson – 638-5694
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RUN: #642 RUN SITE:
SCRIBE: ???---it’s a mystery HARES: Meet the Fockers
DATE:
It was mid afternoon of the first day of the
We were parked on the road overlooking the waterfall – a rather
scenic site so that there was at least one plus for the run. The
proceedings began with the observance of one minute’s silence for Pat, sister
of the Hale trio and regular hashers, Rod, Susan and Karen and who had passed
away earlier that morning.
The Hash Master duly welcomed the twenty or so Bajan hashers who
had come across to join us for the weekend and then he introduced the
hares. The sight of Martin, Justin, Vaughn, Jerry, Eric and one other
bloke only served to show how appropriate the name of the group was. After
the usual instructions and with a check at the very start, we set off in all
the directions that the roads allowed but without success. Finally it was
a climb down to the river that put us on the right trail. From there on,
it was the usual stuff – up the river, climbing hills (quite a few), through
the bush, with the usual checks and X’s thrown in for good measure. One
was forced to wonder what about this run took all of three years to plan and
set. Somewhere along the way a little stinging nettle caressed Samantha’s
legs and she burst into tears – but that is a story for Tanty Merle. And
so, after a run that may be classified as just good, we came to the ON IN and
of course to the beers.
Finally we came to the day’s piece de resistance. The Hash
Master decided that we would have a blast from the past and he invited the Hash
Master of 1993, the foul mouthed Scotsman, TPFO (aka Roy) to do the honours as
Religious Adviser. It turned out that in order to be allowed to come over
to
Zam: “
It soon became easy to understand all that
Vaughn (Tosca) found himself in the middle of the run not knowing
which way to go and he blamed a disappearing check.
Eric was another who, incidentally, had found himself stamping the
poofter t-shirt into the mud not knowing that he was in line for the award.
Then there was Harold who landed at
And so we had an outstanding performance from Roy and surely he
had provided us with his full quota of “comic relief” for the
weekend. Could we expect more from him? Then it was on to the
maxi-taxis for the drive back to
MONDAY - As seen through the eyes of Tantie Merle. (Tantie Merle
on her verandah talking to her neighbour Beulah)
Beulah: But eh eh,
Merle, whey yuh was? Ah see yuh house
lock up tight, tight an yuh nowhere aroun?
Merle: Beulah, like yuh
forget to remember dat ah tell yuh dat ah was travelling to
dem for de Republic day
Beulah: Oh gosh, yes,
ah now remember, ah forget clean, clean, clean. But hear nuh, How it was?....
Merle: Well gurl, wen ah tell
yuh ah had a good time, dem Hashers not easy yuh know! Dem does alwaz like to
have Tantie Merle wid dem in all dey
stupidness, but ah does have to say ah does enjoy dey company
becuz dey does mek meh laugh too bad.
Beulah: So tell meh
nah, what yuh did.
Merle: Ok, fust dey did call
meh an tell meh dey going to
she is meh brudder chile becuz she beg meh to go and ah decide to tek
she. When ah tell yuh,
drama start from de beginning beuz on the Sat . self we
leave, is tree (3) hours we did have to stay in
de people airport. TREE WHOLE HOURS!!! Yuh tink it easy/ So anyways, we manage to get on and
reach to de hotel in time fuh de fust run, ah unpack meh
grip, tek out all meh vital supplies, like
CRIX cheese, buljol, Black pudding and meh cocoa tea. Ah tell mehself, Merle, go and buy yuh Crab an dumpling from
Miss Jean, yuh know she is my family, she is meh Granana mudder sister aunt dat live in Buccoo. So
anyways, de Saturday an de Sunday pass nice, nice. Nice. But is de Monday ah
want to tell yuh about.
Beulah: What mek it so
special chile?
Merle: Well chile, fust ah
decide to hull meh ol self off de bed at
ah live run fuh
Beulah: What is dat,
ah live run?
Merle: Dat is when dey does
let de people who setting de run tek orf an set de run wit flour in dey an de
runners does run
after about 10 minutes after to try an
ketch dem. It does be real exciting de
Bajans an dem waz setting de run an we say œeh heh, we go
ketch dem becuz we kinda feel dem does
not run fas like we. But who tell we dat becuz we did nevah ketch
dem, becuz we not accustom to the
way de hash was set which is different. One dot ah flour mean we on in ah kinda way, two dot mean
we on, - in ah kinda way, but is only when we see tree (3)
dot - dat we really on de right trail.. Well,
dat had we so mix up an confuse becuz we was tooing and fro-ing,
going up an dong, in an out between
the roads and trails â it wasn’t so far nuh, but we really
ketch we tail dem Bajans smart too
bad!!
Doh look at dem slight yuh know! We nevah did ketch dem an
what mek it worse we end up on the
beach and we asking:
Whey de France we going from here becuz dey have no way outta here.
Hello,
somebody say: Look ah
glass bottom boat, leh we tek it nah and go back to de hotel.. We say JUST
RIGHT an we jump on de boat an de boatman was real cool,
cool, cool, an dat it becuz he was really
part ah de plan. We waz suppose to get on he boat becuz de Bajans
pay fuh him to tek us back!!! Man,
dat waz ah scene, everybody get hyper and relax after dat.
We jump orf de boat at
run back to de hotel in fast time. It was great and dem
Bajans feel real good dat we didna a ketch
and dat dey real mash we up!!!
Beulah: So what yuh
spend de rest of de day doing?
Merle: Well, ah enjoy
mehself drinking, laughing and watching ah Hasher name Mr. Victor who expose
heself on de balcony Long time ah ent see dat!!!! Den ah went across by Miss Jean and meet wit
she and get all meh crab an dumpling and ketch up wit de
news of she an she family den it was time to
leave de Hotel and get on de plane to come back home
Beulah: So yuh had ah
good time nah?
Merle: What? Yuh making joke, ah had a real good time and
ah making sure to go back next year ---God
spare life. So Beulah what you did for de long weekend, leh
meh hear.
Beulah: Well chile……HEAR
DIS NAH. Pinny find a cellphone on the hotel grounds and ask: What to do with
this? Somebody
shout “Pinny, why you don”t call the cell number and the owner would answer!
Pinny
say: Yes,
yes, good idea!! (??) Terrence was in
and then saw
it racing down the hill and crashing into a pharmacy and the coffin flying out
of the
hearse and
landing up on the counter!! Hear what the
cashier say: “Like dey want something for
coughing!!!!!!” Bajan Robert who speaks with a rank Bajan
accent always talking to Babs who doesn”t
understand a
word he says but just keeps nodding YES, YES. But what she didn”t realize was
that he
was asking?? Allyuh
hear about the new political party, it is called the PEOPLE’S UNITED MOVEMENT
or P.U.M. The symbol is
a Chatiagne and their motto is A Wind of Change. ON ON ON!
There is a popular misconception that there is nothing new on a
For some of us the weekend started on Friday morning and we
thought that we were the first one there only to be greeted by the “Hash
vagrant”, Andre and Marlay among others. So much for being first. By lunch time
the numbers increased and there was the cacophony of old talk and laughter as
the preparations were being made for the weekend. The beers were being put on
ice and this was my first concern. We have grown accustomed to the large
“fisherman cooler” filled with beers, however to my total dismay I saw a
container ¼ of the size of the “fisherman cooler” being packed. The HM was
not around for me to ask a question but I soon realized that the size of the
cooler was commensurate with the size of the main packer who would not have
been able to reach down into the “fisherman cooler”. Mystery solved.
As we sat around doing what we do best, the divers returned. One
diver was particularly tired as he had included a bottle of wine with his gear
and was wondering why his gear bag was so heavy (duuh). A normal person would
have drunk the wine and lightened the load, but not this boo boo. We were then
joined by the islanders who cannot get enough of T&T. They are laying claim
to many things T&T as possible. They have claimed our flying fish as there
own, they are trying to get at our oil reserves, they have claimed our HMs
husband (no it is not a mistake, Sandra is the real HM as would be Juicy P next
year) (that is no loss at all. We would have paid them to take him) and they
are trying to claim our hash. Could you imagine these people come to our hash
and boldly wearing there own printed t-shirts even after they received a POSH3
t-shirt.
Friday evening was soon upon us and it was barbecue time. I am
sure that the hash has broken the world record for the number of persons
employed in starting a barbecue pit. There were all sorts of advice. Use the
volcano, put more paper, spread the coals, fan the pit, blow the pit.
Eventually and I really man eventually, the fire was started and all types of
meat were placed on the pit, halal and non halal
Night soon came and people buggered off to their assigned rooms
while others went to the room that they would have liked to be assigned to if
only for one night.
Saturday morning and the early risers took an early morning bath,
while Nevie displayed his prowess at making coffee while Zam demonstrated his
proficiency at making a cup of tea. The morning was rather uneventful at least
for those of us already in
The Saturday run will be written about separately but mention must
be made of the ambience of the area and the waterfall and the pools in the
immediate vicinity. The run was set by five hares and a Technical consultant.
Three of the five are Arima pussies possee while one of the other hares is
being courted by the Fearsome Foursome plus three minus five. I had expressed
my concerns as to the strengths of the leader of this bunch or to be more
precise, what skill did he bring to the team. However by the end of the run
Sunday the other hares plus the virgin female hare that joined them on Sunday
were deciding on his continued participation in the group.
Saturday night and it was dinner time. A delicious meal was on
offer and the hungry hashers consumed and in some cases devoured what was on
offer. So after dinner there was more drinking (surprise surprise) until it was
time to go to Shade.
Shade, where do I begin. The young and some of the young at heart
were shuttled to Shade approximately 20 of us. By the way I am numbered among
the young up until my old bones felt tired. Now we all know that hashers could
party and party we did. A group of us had planned on leaving at
Boy if you see hashers party. “Miss One socks” dance up a storm
like the ankle was good. One young man put down some wine that if Ernest Gallo
or Correias had seen him they would have put him in a bottle. The young man is
the greatest I have seen at dancing in time with some one dancing out of time.
The boy have real talent.
We even made another
Sunday morning came and again the early risers rose and did
their individual things, Uncle Derek went to church and prayed that Ann would
arrive safely (his prayers were answered). While the hares were out setting the
run I noticed that the girlfriend of one of the hares was making her way back
to the room followed by a delivery man. I never knew that Penny Savers had a
delivery service. Anyway this young lady cooked up a Sunday meal for the hares
and others. The delivery man actually made two trips.
We set out to the run site in four buses and the run you will read
about from someone else. However after the run was finished it was noted that
TPFO was missing and last seen going down river. He eventually appeared
accompanied by a villager who is now his hero. Hopefully you will hear more
about this in the Sunday run write up. If not I will publish a special issue.
Back at
As the night went on DJ Rupununi was mixing music and trying her
best to get the party started. The Bajans were notably absent, not that we
missed them, because POSH3 know how to party. As it turned out the bajans were
resting up for the Monday morning run.
So come Monday morning out came the three female bajan hares and
an assortment of hung over sleepy eyed hashers. The hares took of and the pack
followed. The run took them to Pigeon Point where they found an arrow pointing
out to sea. From here they were picked up by boat and brought to store bay and
the ON IN.
The down downs followed and then it was time to do what yuh want
until it was time to leave later the day.
HASH Quiz
- Who was
puking/vomiting on Saturday morning ?
- Who slept in a
different room each night ?
- Who really cooked
the food for the hares on Sunday ?
- Who was the
delivery man?
- Why was the nubile
Eleanor absent?
- Why was Justin not
allowed out at night ?
- Who skinny dipped
?
- Why was the real
HM absent ?
- Who cried on both
hashes ?
- Why was Justin not
allowed out at night ?
All in all the weekend was a blast. However there was no skinny
dipping in large groups. In fact when the activity was mentioned some of the
people who are not of the skinny persuasion took umbridge. I then suggested
that we could change the name of the activity from skinny dipping to “Skinny
Dipping and Chunky Dunking.”
Look out for the launch of a new diet. The launch will take place
sometime after the far east group returns. This is a proven diet and we have
all seen the results, the promoter of this diet has purposely put back on some
pounds to prove that it works. He has decided to launch this as it was noted
that the immediate past HM, the present HM and the Ass HM all possess fairly rotund
mid sections. The diet will be marketed as “The Good Horn Diet”
DE BAJAN HASH MISTRESS:
The HASH to
Saturday’s run was a bus journey to Hillsborough Dam, a
beautiful spot which included a waterfall, the TT sewage and water employee
(lets hope he wasn't trying to give us a message about the waterfall), and
horse size mosquitoes as we later found out. An excellent run with bits
of hiking was well planned out by- POSH hares. They did have 2 years
after all to develop this run so there would be no excuse for a true
bad run. Through the creek, up and down, straddling logs and big
bamboo. Upon finding the on in, down downs could not have come fast
enough as many were needing a shower in the waterfall. Return to the
apartment had us ready to lime and eat. Saturday nights’ activities are a
blur as we enjoyed the music with loud singing, and dancing. There was a
turkey, breaking and entering to get eggs, bacon and bread ….
Sunday's run was another bus journey to Moriah, a very
flat starting point compared to the previous run. Descent and ascent
seemed to be themes of the weekend as this run had a descent to a plateau to
find the track which happened to be at another descent. At the end of the
descent (from what I hear) was an upward climb followed by another climb.
After another descent was another climb and well this run was really a lot of
climb with some run. After causing the grass to be uprooted and
dirt distorted all returned in good time except one.....former HM Roy
Purvis. Upon getting to the X, he was pondering what to do....
Monday was a live run by the BH3 women and a boring run it
was not. Expectations were high as HASHers guessed who would set the
false trail and who the true. The debate continued, hares ever hopeful
time tracking would be lost just to avoid having to be trampled by HASHers
wanting to find a trail. It was trails, nails, and puppy dog tails with
bits of spikes and rubble, bull and slime, shine and blinding rain.
Confusion was apparent when the rain washed some of the flour away and at the
final stage when all runners found was an arrow to the ocean. Do we swim,
do we climb, or...no it couldn't be...it was...a glass bottom boat to take
runners to the beach by the apartments to the on in.
As one of the hares (Monday) for this my first experience helping
to set a run I must say the sight of runners jumping off of the boat to get to
the on in was amazing. Thank you to all of the hares, organizers, POSH
and my BH3 travel mates for a fantastic weekend.
On On to Dominica 2007.
DIRECTIONS
TO THE NEXT RUN: #645
DATE:
HARES: Big Dicks
(Dexter/Egbert/Christian)
RUN
SITE: Lopinot
TIME:
Travel east on
RECEDING HARE LINE
RUN # DATE HARES SITE
642/643 Sept
22-25
644 Oct 07 Zam
& Enrique
645 Oct 21 Christian Anderson
646 Nov 04 Richard
Marlay
647 Nov 18 Simon Wescott
648 Dec 02 Hash Christmas Run
649 Dec 16
650 Dec 30 Mike McGee
651
652 Jan 27 Keith Nieves
653 Feb 10
Feb 19/20 Carnival Days
654
Feb 24
655
Mar 10 Alloy Cha
656
Dookie’s Dabble
I would like to thank
everybody who came to
Congrats to the hares who
set two good runs.
Thanks too to the Bajans
for trying to outsmart the Trini Hash into thinking they set a live run when in
truth and in fact it was preset, but anyway they set a very good run.
Welcome to all the vrigins
who did a run in
GENERAL INFORMATION:
Volley Ball Maracas off
Struday from
We would like to wish all
the hashers who are doing the coast to coast this weekend the best of luck.
ON ON!!