Month: July 2026

Run 2932 – 13th July 2026 – Bushranger with Prairie Dog & Crayfish

Run 2932 – 13th July 2026 – Bushranger with Prairie Dog & Crayfish

You can never have too many Hashmen to set a run it would seem, and Hare Bushranger with Co-Hare Prairie Dog and Co-Co-Hare Crayfish set a wonderful Winter run from the usual spot at Dianella Soccer Club. Around 28 Hashmen turned up on a rapidly cooling clear evening, but a great night for running with no wind or rain.

Honorary On Sec/GM Pitt introduced the Hares, and Bushie set us off out of the park and into a false trail – warning us not to be fooled by Friday Hash chalk marks which were in abundance. An early count of the runners totalled 26 legs and 2 tails (9 Hashmen plus 2 dogs) as we found the trail again on the leafy residential streets of Yokine. There was plenty of      chalk “P’s”on the ground and we found another FT and saw the walkers heading towards us. After finding trail again, another headcount revealed that we were one man down, who we worked out was Red Dwarf, returning to us having just landed from a stint in Hong Kong. With no sign of him, we continued on the run, which took us in a circuit around the suburb – strangely in the shape of Africa (look at the run map!), with no main roads and using a number of dunny alleys which separated the reasonably large blocks.  Run clocked at 7.5km in 58 minutes.

Upon return to the Bucket, the walkers were already there but we still had no sign of Red Dwarf who was not answering his phone. So  with a somewhat delayed start to the circle, Pitt just got going when a lone headtorch was spotted bobbing across the adjoining paddock – thankfully Red Dwarf had returned to the fold safe and sound. Instantly he got a down down for his endeavours, claiming he just stopped to tie his shoelace, and the pack disappeared. Note: maybe we need to take more care?!

In any case Red Dwarf would have got a DD for being a returnee, along with Birdman who had just returned from bonnie Scotland where he ate Haggis and no doubt supped a wee dram or two. Sir Knob was also called out for not paying attention or something (I wasn’t paying attention).

Mastitis, resplendent in his fez and birthday crown, called out XMAS as our serial joker, he only managed 2 out of 3 jokes as he lost the third. But don’t worry, he found it and it will be presented on another night. Then straight into the run and the Hares, as time was marching on and hot food was calling. The run was noted as well set, plenty of chalk and flour, albeit modern style marking (no noughts and crosses), good area of residential streets and alleyways where it was easy to lose your bearings if you don’t know the area. Possibly another reason for Red Dwarf’s delayed return. But to cheer him up, he was invited to dive into the RA’s big hairy ball bag, and he scored the run a worthy 9.5.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dinner was piping hot chili con carne with potato, cheese, yogurt and bread – thoroughly delicious and 2 big pots of it disappeared, with 28 grateful Hashmen.

Where else would you rather be on a Monday night???

NOTE: Next week – bring a torch and an umbrella!

 

MASTITIS

Run 2930 – Reluctant with Co-Hare Baldy – 29th June 2026

Set in the leafy grandeur of Claremont / Dalkeith and with winter storms brewing yet again, Reluctant needed the skills of both Grizzly & Moses to hold off the heavens.
10 runners and perhaps twice that many walkers set out clockwise from the John Leckie Pavilion through Mason Gardens to the old riverside Sunset hospital, then along Jutland Parade to Point Resolution before winding back to the bucket – the run recorded at 7.4km in just over the hour. No incidents among the runners however the walkers managed to lose both Pig Trap and Ramrod, both returning late together after the Circle.
The Bucket was abandoned in favour of the warmth of the Pavilion, made available by Phantom’s insider knowledge.
At the circle GM Pitt called up Phantom (insider knowledge); Q, Deeply Boring, Nanny & Crayfish (returnees); Budgie (anniversary); Q (hobnobbing with pollies on the new Australind train); Xmas (a joke?). RA Mastitis called up Q to tell the joke about a drunk being caught out by his wife; Moses was acknowledged for recent RA duties; Reluctant’s run was critiqued and scored via the ball bag at 9.9 – great solo effort! Nanny charged Pot Hole for his sacrifice on a steep hill with a false trail.
Dinner was a hearty stew served with rice and plenty for seconds, or thirds!
WBDFQ
On On
PD

Run 2931 – Deeply Boring’s Noughts & Crosses

We arrived at Allen Park with no signs, no sign of the hare and no sign of a trail. Mastitis asked if we were in the right location and we decided it was as it was where Deeply set his last run.
Eventually a very quiet electric car arrived with Deeply driving.
At 6:00 PM Deeply called us to attention.
Deeply explained how he was shown by his father how to mark a run in the Malaysian Jungle. O for checks and X for go back to the last intersection (and don’t use the words ‘False Trail!’). He went on (and on) to explain that the trail was marked on the right, so look for chalk or flour on the right. Sometimes it wouldn’t be on the right, and we erroneously took that to mean it would be on the left, but no, sometimes the O was on the road in the centre of the intersection. The run would start on a trail leading up to Melon Hill. Deeply said shortcutters and walkers could start up the trail without going to the ‘No through Road’ that lead up to the trail.
Eventually we asked, ‘Can we go now?’.
The run was remarkably well set and there was flour and lots of chalk marking the trail. The seven runners almost outnumbered the walkers, and I counted about 19 or 20 hashers in total when we were standing around the fire after the run, err… what fire?
The views from Melon Hill were amazing with a bright red/orange sunset over the coast. A clever long downhill false trail had most of the runners finding the X. Back on the trail we descended back into the leafy Swanbourne streets after a clever X in Jones Park. The runners were reluctant to cross the bridge over West Coast Highway/Servetus Street, but the walkers indicated we should. We crossed back over West Coast Highway on to Knutsford Street.
A sneaky X on Walpole Street had us searching for trail but Soft Rock doubled back and found it on Cross Street and onto the oval for a quick sprint home where the walkers called us to run it in as they sat around the Claytons fire drinking their first beers.
Deeply manned the bar serving the large number of beers available on ice.
Pitt called us to the circle (with shouts of form a semi-circle). He complained of a lack of On Sec and then proceeded to be the said-On Sec. He told a great joke which I no longer recall. Pothole was given a down-down, Sir Tom welcomed back from his overseas adventures.
Mastitis had a down-down, Ramrod (referred to as Ramsy) for getting lost last week, Xmas couldn’t finish his down-down and Deeply nearly wore the dregs. Then Grizzly won the right to choose a card from the back but alas no Joker was found. He did get a bottle of wine donated by Elbows who won the last two raffles and also didn’t locate the evasive Joker. Ramrod advised the to pool is now $220.
Mastitis patiently listened to Deeply once again explain the concept of Noughts & Crosses and became rather animated and loud.
Chunda was invited to delve into the depths of Mastitis’ BBB (Big Ball Bag) and pulled out two 7’s.
The meal was hearty, plentiful and tasty. I can’t remember what it was called so I asked my AI app, and this was the response: –
The dish you’re describing — served from a pot, chicken, soup‑like, French‑sounding name — most likely matches one of three classic French chicken dishes. The strongest match is Poule au Pot. Other contenders…Pot‑au‑Feu (with chicken variation) or even Fricassée de Poulet. AI went on to say it could have been Blanquette de Poulet.
There was plenty for seconds.
The carpark emptied quickly and then there was only Xmas in the counting house counting out the money or in the bucket counting out the beers, Deeply seeing if he could assist and Bushie wondering why there was still a car next to the bucket when there were no more hashers to be seen. Was somebody still lost out there pondering the Noughts & Crosses?
Another great hashing night in Perth.
On On
Bushie
WBDFQ.