Master: Brian Dookie – 684-0310 Betty Agostini, Flash Boos
Hash Ass: Zameer Ali – 678-9172 Vaughn James, ArleneValdez
Hash Ca$h: Lorin Paton – 622-5806 (O) Hash Booze: Nevie Boos – 637-3033 (H)
On-Sec: Risa Mohammed* – 752-4447 (C) Hash Softies: Richard Marlay
Hare Line: Michelle Girod – 741-9125 (C)
Web Address: http://poshashhouse.tripod.com *email address: firstname.lastname@example.org
RUN: #644 RUN SITE: Maracas
SCRIBE: Minimus Dan HARES: Zam & Enrique
I knew something was wrong with this run when after the rainy drive all the way to the run site, I see Enrique coming up the beach with a bag of flour in his hand. I’d like to give Enrique the benefit of the doubt and I’m going to suggest that it was the Hash Ass’ idea to use flour in the rain. I was even informed that the rain wasn’t the only thing affecting the visibility of the flour trails, since some stray dogs were seen devouring the flour as well, particularly the checks and Xs apparently since I saw none in flour for the entire run. Anyway, despite Harry’s services being already set up and operational, we decided to still do the run and we set off.
It was only when we were about 500 meters from the start point and checking a street, I noticed that the Hash Ass was running with a bag of flour shouting ON ON, behind me setting the trail after the run had started, which was strange to say the least. We decided to wait on him, and after an extremely long wait, due to Zam’s inherent lack of speed and coordination, he caught up and led us up a street and up a mud stairway. He informed us that he had to set the trail again because the flour was washed away previously by a freak monsoon that passed through the area earlier. Tweety, Lorin and Tomas however knew nothing of this. They began checking a side street off the main street and apparently due to some combination of dogs, monsoon and the hares run-setting ability, the side street was not ‘X-ed’. The trio continued up the street, eventually meeting another trail and began the run with a 15 minute headstart.
The rest of us should have gone with them, but we were not so fortunate. So we followed Zam. Some of us were even helping Zam suggesting places for checks and false trails, telling him where to drop flour so it wouldn’t be visible, and to space out the intervals at which he was dropping flour, to make it more difficult for the hashers. Eventually we came to a check. This must have caught the Hash Ass off guard, since he had no idea where we were supposed to go and the trail had vanished entirely. Again he blamed the monsoon. Eventually, Betty, seeking to capitalize on the delay began looking for a suitable place to make love to Haniff, and stumbled on the trail and we were off again, up and down some more stairs, between houses and so on. Occasionally the hares would point to some faint residue on the ground and should out “Checking” or “On Back”. We would take their word for it. We eventually came to the street that Tweety, Lorin and Thomas ran up, and we ran up it as well through that bar/restaurant/play ground thing that everyone passes on the left just one or two corners before Maracas, but never visit, since there’s a beach right around the corner for crying out loud. Why stop there. It doesn’t even have a view.
So we’re on the main road now running down to Maracas, looking for the right trail. Eventually we find it and we’re off again, we come to a couple of junctions and the hares inform us that we are “Checking” and we believe them because we see some fattened, sleeping dogs that have clearly gorged themselves on flour. We check and we’re off. Now here is where it gets even stranger. At one of the checks we see run into Tweety, who is coming out of was apparently a very long loop with one entry and exit point. The majority of the pack decides to skip the loop and just continue the run. It was not my lucky day and I began the loop.
The loop however turned out to be the best set part of the run.
They used something called “shredded paper” on this part of the run and this
matter is not digested by most canines, and also holds up pretty well in the
rain. We should probably start using this paper stuff, especially if it might
rain. The trails were lovely there, the checks were well set and marked off,
and it ended with a refreshing downhill trip through a clear
The rest of the run was pretty straight forward. They stuck with the “shredded paper” stuff and after some more ups and towns, twists and turns we were out and running down the beach to the cars and more importantly, Harry. Despite all this it was an excellent and scenic run and the hares were unfortunate the rain washed away some of their trails.
HARES: Richard Marlay
RUN SITE: Manzanilla
Travel east along the
There will be food on sale at the run site ($25.00). After hash lime at The First and Last Bar.
RECEDING HARE LINE
RUN # DATE HARES SITE
645 Oct 21 Christian Anderson
646 Nov 04 Richard Marlay
647 Nov 18 Simon Wescott
648 Dec 02 Hash Christmas Run
649 Dec 16 David/Brian/Numbnuts + 1
650 Dec 30 Mike McGee
652 Jan 27 Nieves Boys
653 Feb 10
Feb 19/20 Carnival Days
654 Feb 24
655 Mar 10
656 Mar 24
657 April 7
658 April 21
659 May 5
By the time you are reading this, Randall, Mark and myself will be having drinks with some sexy Chinese women in Bangcock. Oops, I was not supposed to say that I meant having drinks with our wives.
Now to the hash. Zam and Enrique - could I not say anything about the run as I only did the first loop and judging from that, well, I guess I did the best thing by coming in early for drinks. From what I understand there was a good lime after.
Most of you should know by now that Derek "De Friggin Ass" DeFreitas will be acting HM for the next two hashes. Please, I want you to show him the same courtesy and respect that you have showered me with throughout the year.
I would like to welcome Richard
Marlay to the Hash Committee. He is the new Hash Softies replacing Bob
Dixon who is off to
Poofter - Richard Hart
We welcome all virgins to
Volley Ball - off Saturdays at Maracas. I presume that Peter Noel will continue the volleyball in Zam's absence.