Tuesday, 1 November 2005
This Hash took place last week (28.X) and NOT the week before, as announced by the otherwise infallible Webmaster. The Hashers, showing an atypical astuteness, turned up in increased numbers (3 Finns present again) to meet with the Hares Rowdy, Minstrel Cycle and Yobbish Behaviour (the "mystery Hare") near the Roman tombes in the Barada valley.
At the sight of cliffs soaring up from the valley in every which direction, the notorious walker assumed that the runners shouldn´t proceed too fast and decided to boost up their modest number (the leading Hare was not sure, with how many he had started, but he ended up with five, the walker at their heels this time.) The ups and downs lead through a beautiful and varied scenery and the descent through a spectacularly romantic but treacherous gully (see Hash flash?), and over large patches of shifting soil and stone. Except for Arthur, who was running up and down the trail in the manner of Gromit, searching for paint, mostly in vain, and for 2 fishes + Wise Pranker, who did not find it at all and ran in the opposite direction, the runners did more talking than running: the event resembled The Secret Poets´ Society rather than The Loneliness of a Cross-Country Runner. While up at one of the checks, some shots were heard, which sounded quite distant, but had, in fact, been fired from not far away: a couple of locals in fatigues perched on top of the gully, were displaying a large bird for us to admire. Rather the bird than us...
The large group of walkers, meanwhile, was given a guided tour of the tombs by Rowdy; allegedly they also had some trouble finding their way back and got lost, luckily not in the tombs (over to you, Rowdy)... [Rowdy isn't going to comment this time! ]
In the absence of the Religious adviser, the down downs at the Barada river shore were administered by 2 Fishes, who tried to teach us some new Hash songs from Cyprus, to a great amusement of passing villagers. There was no end to the downdowns for the Hares: not enough paint, confusing trail, the loss a couple of runners (found again at the source of Barada / the beer/ - were they, perhaps, short- cutters?). A combined downdown went to a couple of returnees (Julian and René) and one sole virgin, June, who, the innocent soul, boasted new footwear and had to gulp down an additional Barada beer form her shoe - it may have killed the taste. Minstrel Cycle was supposed to see if the taste can be improved by passing it through his latest lucky find - a whole sheep-skull - but as it could not be established, whose skull exactly it was, the experiment was abandoned. At this point, one (possible) hash flash needs some clarification: when it was taken, the hasher thought it was "Camille" and NOT "Camilla", as the skull was later introduced.
Wise Pranker was made to sit on the ice for the crime of lighting a cigarette for a lady - apparently their heads got closer together than the hash rules allow. I ask you - there was a breeze....The lady in question got away with it, feeling a bit guilty, but not guilty enough to join Paul on the ice. She was, however, promised punishment at some later date, for trying to promote the DIPLOMATIC CHRISTMAS CHARITY BAZAAR (Friday, 9.XII, at the Meridien), it being unrelated to the Hash. But if all of you buy entrance and raffle (available soon) tickets while hashing and hold the Hash of the 9th at the Bazaar, it will become related... A great Hash again.
Onon, Blanka
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