The Hash last Friday (btw the National Day of Belgium, celebrated conveniently for me the day before) - took place in the "Fig Valley" and was hared by Littlejohn, Rowdy and Diplomaniac.
Littlejohn set such a relentless trail, that it nearly killed not only Rowdy, who did his best to do it twice, but also Wise Pranker, who fell on his, er, back. Diplomaniac set a gentler, though still quite demanding trail, which all the walkers, including kids and wives, tackled bravely. There was a cultural touch - a stop at a Roman bath.
The haring and trail-setting apparently had taken its toll even on Littlejohn: he resumed his RA-ing after two weekends of gallivanting with his wife but kept the downdown unusually short, so that White Thrashed felt compelled to add one for him, for being a gentleman and giving a helping hand to a damsel in distress.
We had the usual downdowns for the three Hares and three virgins, one of whom was a refugee Hasher from Lebanon, named While-you're-down-there who, though Swedish, uttered a few words in Czech and then told me an interesting story (in English) about how he came by them. He took a lot of artistic photos of the walkers (for a change).
A couple of walkers was got for shortcutting - this sin is spreading dangerously.
Wise Pranker not only lead the convoy astray but was also caught shortcutting; the downdown revived him miraculously and he was soon prancing around again; later he handed out some not very appetizing cold pizza's. (To add insult to injury, half of the beer he had brought was in the EU norm mini size bottles). No wonder many Hashers flocked to Mamoen and Sharif´s barbecue, trying to get a bite of the sizzling hamburgers (even if there was no ham in them...)
Onon,
Diplomaniac
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