Run 2548 – STEWIE and DAVE THE POM @ Maida Vale Nature Reserve

Run 2548 – Stewie and Dave the Pom

This was a joint run with West Coast H3, who had a full turn out.

Q and Seagull arrived in style in Q’s Jaguar. Our Hash Cash (Jerrycan) drives a Jaguar – is there a message here?

The run was scheduled to start at 6.15 pm and from 6.00 onwards the call went out ‘what time does a 6 o’clock run start?’ – the answer was obviously 6.15!

There were a number of visitors:-

• Skippy from Hills Hash

• Dave the Pom from Hills Hash

• Cods – from Townsville H3 (previously Perth Hash)

• Jaapie (past PH3 member)

We set off with Stewie telling us the trail was set with chalk and flour. The trail was well set with plenty of false trails and checks. Franger from WCH3 kept the pack on a fast pace and the false trails struggled to keep the pack together. Franger claimed to run more than 8km compared to your scribes 6.2 km in 54:25 minutes (approximately). The trail was mainly in bush which suited the season (supposedly the end of spring). The breeze was rather cold though in the fading sunlight.

The pack came in well before the walkers. Emu brought out the chips before the walkers came in but being the gentlemen’s hash we are there were still plenty of chips saved for the walkers.  Just a reminder that when Birdman is On Sec there will be no chips and short circles.

The gas heater was fired up for added comfort for the members. It was appreciated for those who gathered around it.

Horse called for the members to form a circle but The Mole was more interested in forming a square (made up of an L and a 7). He didn’t gain much traction with that proposal.

Elbows was called up for new shoes and attempted to drink out of a plastic cup placed in his shoe. He relented and poured the beer in his shoe and then drank his down down.Mastitis and Chunda were given a down-down for cooking the meal for last week’s run – well done!

Visitors where called up for their down-downs and Franger was included for being a FRB.

Horse read out some Perth Hash legal business and there was a show of hands and the motion was passed (what ever it was).

Horses weekly joke was well received as possibly the best one this year.

Emu took the stand and was telling a story about Burke Street when your scribe inadvertently added to the story by referring to the street as Burka Street thus ensuring he was awarded a down-down.

Stewie went to the extra effort to hang solar powered lights over the food serving table and this had him at an advantage over other hares for the score for the run. He was awarded 8/10 points on the RA scale.

The food was chicken casserole and was quickly consumed by the hashers. A big thanks to Stewie in handing over clean pots even though he used them to prepare the meal.

It was good to see our dog owners took note of the all dogs must be on a leash sign. We should hang such a sign on our Hash Bus!

A great run, great company, great food and great beer.

Wouldn’t be dead for quids.

On On

Bushie.

 

Run 2547 – Ace @ Shirley Strickland Reserve, Ardross

Run 2547 Ace at Shirley Strickland Reserve, Ardross
A good turnout for this special Run 2547, fundraiser for Prostrate cancer research, but not unexpected as not only with Ace’s top reputation for run setting and the fact many members are frequently inspecting their testicular region. Probably because a not insignificant number cannot remember when someone else did the exploring.


following a brief introduction from the OnSec, Ace pointed the way and the pack set off across Shirley’s oval shaped welcome mat. Via Jim Ainsworth Reserve and Al Richardson reserve (I must be the only person in Perth without a reserve named after me) the pack skirted the back of Booragoon shopping centre to enter the old favourite, Wireless Hill Park. 


A circuitous root (I mean route) took the mob to the top of the hill where the walkers were already waiting at the drink stop. A breather, vista of the Swan River and a cup of port then down the hill to work through a posh housing area and making Len Shearer Reserve. By this time the pack was getting quite stretched with Crayfish and Rumpole doing most of the checks.


West across Risely Street the cunning Ace took the run around Blue Gum Lake before turning North and struggling to match the pace of the Phantom mob who had already worked a more direct root (must be the thought of testicles) to Ken Douglas Reserve. I think I’ll rename my house “Stewie Reserve”.


After what seemed like 50 minutes the combined walking and running packs converged on Shirley Strickland’s bucket.
The circle was the usual pandemonium and made worse by Emu’s absence. Q was given a down down for turning up at Curtain for an exam only to find it was not until Wednesday. The circle was at the same time singing “we go Hashing every Monday” so confusion reigned. Fortunately it didn’t rain because there was no shelter.


We were lucky to have Scumbag back and also welcomed guests Bill and Fat Bastard Collins. (Horse’s description not mine).


A special thanks to Mastitis, chief chef also Raindrops and South Perth Hash for lending woks. The chicken satays and vegetable stir fry must be a Gordon Blue contender although Barcode’s wife did have much to say about the amount of gas generated that night.
Well done Crayfish for running the raffle which raised $290 plus a donation of $250 from PH3.


TOP JOB ACE. OnOn Stewie

Run 2546 – RIMMER @ Warwick Bowling Club Carpark

RunRightUP                  2546 Rimmer RUN 12-11-2018

Arriving early as was their usual practice Holmes and Ace proceeded down Warwick Road at a gentle pace, “I say Holmes said Ace” “that dastardly bastard Professor Moriarty has stolen the Feet Signs from the Lloyd Drive turn off and the Hash Chaps won’t know the way to the Hash Meet – Warwick Bowling Club Car Park.” 

“Blimey” said Holmes “can’t have that! let’s alert The Hares” and they did. Rimmer swung into action and Feet Signs were posted. Moriarty was very so pissed off – he closed down the Warwick Bowling Club Car Park and made all the early Hash Chap comer’s move their cars over to the Hockey Stadium Car Park.

All was well then, until the Mole started running around in circles (Moriarty had nailed one of Mole’s feet to the pavement) the Mole was yelling it’s a Fuck UP, it’s a Fuck Up until Dick Tracy pulled out his service revolver and put the Mole out of his agony.

Things seem to settle down as the Hash Chaps ranks swelled and we spied Elbows fresh from his beach shag oops soory typo…shack. Holmes saw some sheets of paper fall out of Elbows pocket and was about to return them, but an award certificate heading caught his eye. 

It read “To Elbows Year 11 Literary Award” Best Shortest Novel Ever– Titled – ‘Her Mum & Dad Went Out’

Holmes speed reading ability help him share what you are about to read, and we all know that Elbows is very proud of his work

‘The night was dark and stormy, the toilet light was on, a shot rang out, her guts spilled out, I got out. Wouldn’t you?

No doubt Elbows got Dick Tracy to clean up that mess for him?

‘Police Footnote

The young lady survived she had mealy given birth. A person of interest matching Elbows description had been seen frequenting the young ladies house during the past 9 months. As DNA testing had not been invented in those days no charges were laid’.    

A large pack assembled in ideal conditions. Mumbles tried to bribe Horse with a bottle of wine. The Hare Rimmer was ably helped by his brother in law Bob. The run linked up four parks, occupied by dogs exercising people and sports kids exercising people without dogs. The run was an anti-clockwise circus of streets which thru some Cosmos Hashers. 

POMY Hashers felt right at home in ‘WARWICK’ meaning ‘SheKnows’ so runners didn’t want to linger longer.   

The run lacked sufficient FT's. ALL New Runs shall have 4km of FT’s and 4km of Checks

Returnees were Kilkenny in a new scratched Jaguar car, Conman, Nanny & Pooch. 

Down, Down Rhino left his TOPGUN car unlocked and the only thing stolen was his Hash cap, it needed a wash – thieves promised to return it after wash and dry clean. Moses put on his birthday beers…he’s just so HAPPY. Barefoot won the raffle ticket but not the Joker.

The Cricle finished early – Food queued formed and Rimmers Dragon’s breaths curry was a special lap-up treat and it burns, burns, burns the burning RING of fire but so bowel cleansing the morning after.

Soon after with Warwick meaning ‘SheKnows’ whispering in from the darkness of the suburb around us the Runners left early silently disappearing into their cars heading home…SheKnows, SheKnows, Elbows revved his engine and shouted “I DON’T CARE as he disappeared into the darkness.

The clean-up guru crew guys begun the Bucket pack up and Ace loaded the dirty curry pots pans and dishes into the back of the Commodore Station Wagon.

As Holmes and Ace proceeded at a gentle pace heading South down the Freeway a heavy fog of Dragons Breath Curry permeated every corner of the Commodore Station Wagon and they could hear Professor Moriarty cruel mocking laugh as they crossed the Narrows that separates North from South. Was it the Curry or a cruel Moriarty FART?!

Ace & Sherlock

 

 

Run 2545 – Rhino and Ace @ Tomato Lake, Kewdale

Good starting point beside Tomato Lake, but lucky it didn't rain as there was no shelter but there were public toilets with flashing lights and as usual The Hashers chose to ignore them and do there business behind trees. There were lots of gripes about the run (what's new) not enough chalk, to few false trails etc.etc. 

The circle was as usual to long considering it was a freezing cold night, and the hero of the night must be Horse. How that man can stand on the crate with shorts and tee shirt and talk without his teeth chattering I don't know.

I'm not a great fan of hamburgers and sausages, but this time they were of a better quality and someone had the sense not to put freezing cold salad on top of a hot burger on a cold night.

Run 2544 – Lasagna @ Sheldrake Reserve, Balcatta

The date was Monday 29th October

The number was 2544

Location – I think was Sheldrake Reserve Balcatta

I walked not run can’t remember the last time I ran

I saw some chalk but can’t remember if I saw any flour

I presume there was some False Trails and Checks

We did not loose anyone

The food was good – the buns were edible

Everybody seemed satisfied

TOPGUN