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R.I.P. Stumpy 1/6/50 - 29/10/11

R.I.P. Stumpy 1/6/50 - 29/10/11
Gone to join the great On on in the sky

Receding Hareline

  • ALL R*NS TUESDAYS AT 6.30PM UNLESS OTHERWISE STATED
  • 10th Jan - Blitzen's Baby R*n - bring a baby photo of yourself - Woodend Beach, on on at 13 Parkinson Place
  • 17th Jan - Firkin - Delamain, details TBA
  • 24th Jan - Navigator and Nice But... - venue TBA

Friday, 30 December 2011

Garbage for 26th December

The Boxing Day Bonanza
Hi All!
I have been delegated the responsibility of writing this week’s trash, in Supa-Sucka’s absence, so will do my best to live up to her extremely high standards.
On a bright sunny Boxing Day afternoon, a group of assorted hashers assembled at Matawai Park in Rangiora for the last run of the year and well, what a great run it was. Hared by Dingaling and KB’d by STD, the fact that they had strayed well outside their normal hood mattered not. Having consulted his good friend Mr Googlemap, Dingaling set a great trail through the Rangiora parks and suburbs, finding paths and trails that even the locals did not know existed. In tow were Brisbane visitors Coco Chanel and Sir P*ssalot and also a number of hash sprogs which mysteriously seemed to grow in number as the run progressed, so if anyone still has a couple of spares that do not belong to them, bring them back next week.
So we were off, with a bit of half hearted running and looking for trail through the trees of Matawai Nature Park which saw us eventually looping back onto Southbelt. Navigator forced his legs into a trot while Nice But led the field with Unik’s young’uns in tow on their scooters. We fizzled out for a bit on Southbrook while we searched in vain for trail until we realised that while Navi’s legs were now working his eyes were not, having missed the trail marked clearly along the edge of Southbrook Park. Over the road, past a special hash mark of “Wowo” and into the big wide swathe of green then left into the Chamberlain estate. By this time Oddjob had taken over the role of FRB, and hanging on the end of a dog lead found trail up Pentecost Rd, through some more bemused suburbs whose quiet car-washing was disturbed by his yells of ON ON, and on to the first p*ss stop at Allens Reserve (I think!) Nice But wasted no time jumping onto the kiddies playpark and even got away without being fined for it . Labrat then arrived with Gremmie, who gave everyone a much needed cooling down by shaking his head and showering all with slimy industrial coolant from his slobbery gob. Only a bit went in the chippies so Labrat thought it best to keep quiet.
By this time we had picked up Tugga and Goin Down along the way, though Tugga seemed to be there in body only – must have been a big night eh? ON ON again, round the houses and streets to the second p*ss stop by the netball courts at Dudley.and on then on home. Wowo had arrived by this time, clearly confused that he had his own trail to follow, and making some excuses about hay cutting as the reason for being late.
A great afternoon jaunt ended with cold meats, breads and yummy salads, washed down with a load more grog, and some fines (as best I can remember them) as follows:
Dingaling and STD – hare and KB
Navigator – self fined for missing the trail
All the dog owners / dog walkers
Visitors Coco Chanel and Sir P*ssalot
Hash Sprogs
MILF for RUNNING!!
007 for being a snotty hayfever sufferer
Wowo for his lateness
Tugga for being quietly unsociable
MILF for trying to matchmake her son with Octopussy
Orful Fuk for his first full year of hashing
Dingaling for not realising the on on was being held in an alcohol free zone
...and others that I forgot to write down.....
Fantastic end to another year of Chch hashing!
Upcumming runs:
Monday 2 January hosted by 007 and Pussy Galore at 89 Loburn Kowai Road, Loburn ~ Combined GCH3-CH2H3 Run MONDAY with a 3pm start
Bring a chair, your tent and gear to camp overnight at the Bond ranch! If you have an EQ-chemical toilet, bring that too, as the ranch is still light on facilities (other than the plethora of trees).

Directions:
· Go straight through Rangiora heading north (follow signs out of town toward Ashley) and across the Ashley bridge.
· After 1.5km, when the road bends to the left, there is a sign that says “Welcome to Loburn.” Turn right here into Cones Road, which then becomes Carrs Road.
· Then just go straight for 7.5km.
· Cross a small bridge, and then turn right into Loburn Kowai Road.
· Less than 1km on the left you will see/hear 007 and his critters!
(P*ss provided by GCH3. The Missing Linc won’t start selling p*ss until the run starts, so if you plan on cuming early, bring your own supply of pre-lube p*ss. In addition to his normal supply of p*ss, The Missing Linc will have 48 bottles of warm Speight’s, yum. Staying overnight? Be prepared with an adequate supply of your drink of choice for the evening.)

9 January hosted by Supreme and Perky Nana at Victoria Park, Port Hills ~ Meet in the main carpark of Victoria Park. Be prepared for the mother shiggy of all shiggy trails!
On-On at 3 Spruce Lane, Linden Grove, Middleton
Just cuming for the On-On? You know the drill:
· Find Lincoln Road.
· Off Lincoln Road at Addington, turn off at MacDonald’s. Go through the drive thru and order a McChicken sandwich for Supreme.
· Go back around and avoid the drive thru a second time. You are now heading down Sylvan Street.
· Hit the next left into Linden Grove Avenue.
· Look for the private Spruce Lane, but park on Linden Grove Avenue.
· The On-On is at 3 Spruce Lane with its bloody big wooden letterbox.

On on,
007

Sunday, 25 December 2011

Garbage for 20th December

Rehash Run No 1528 a Link n Oxy spectacular!

A large christmassy crowd turned up for Links Romp below the hanging rocks . Even sister Maureen turned up which put Oxy into a gastronomic panic for  while.
The trail started down hill with the runners taking the bait and hurtling into the gloom. Self, SIF and firkin started at speed but got into a technical discussion about the new bridge for Matindales road. Before we kew it we were under the bridge and the VI was in view. Trail outside confirmed the decision that short cutting IS an honourable pastime and in we went to await the arrival of the pack….which took about three jugs.  No idea where they had been but we followed the trail which amazingly took us right back home.
                 Fines were set up with Bagshag getting the first lonely beaker to spread her bugs and illnesses with. This was duly passed on to all that did not bring a pannikin ( don’t forget yours next week)  Milf and Nice But were fined with their respectives for PDA before he run. Dogs Bollocks for his 250th. Fingers and Lusty for running and arriving at the PS after all the walkers and other runners…..where had they been??  Labrat and Gloworm were fined for not being seen at all until the PS. Others for deeds that cannot be remembered by this Quake rattled brain. Though I believe Link got the TITS and WoWo the POTW ???

Next Weeks run Matawai Park Rangiora  3 pm start on MONDAY 26th
On On
Dagy
 Short one this week as the quakes have cut my time and memory to shreds

Friday, 16 December 2011

Garbage for 13 Dec - Victoria Park, not the Sign of the Bellbird

Rehash Run Number 1526 at which even the SCB’s did some work!!!

Not to blow my own trumpet but I have to say the run was absolutely brilliantly wonderfully orgasmically set! 

A good start just after 1830 ( Note that for Links run you habitual laties!) and a down and up loop back to the start where self was loading the old back pack chilly bin for the third piss stop. Loco was hobbling about with his crook foot (stood on a nail) and some twit was waving a metal detector about. A quick drink and the pack set off on another jaunt while self tramped into the sunset and Loco drove to the second PS. The pack had no problems getting there in double quick time while the Body carrying the pack down hill was not happy. Self got to the bowenvale valley bottom to be run over by Supreme on his bike doing 6 gazillion miles per hour down a ravine. The pack dribbled in to the bottom PS avoiding the stream of bikers. All except fingers who seemed to have a death wish. A pleasant time was had pulling the melted bag of lollies apart and drinking a well shaken up beer. No one noticed Link and Oxy were not present….playing in the long grass. At this point  Odd Job (II) tried climbing the rock face which earned him the job of carrying the left over piss back up hill. Finally gasped our way to the top!!!!!!!!!!

Trail over and into the fines:- Religious Advisor and Fines Master for the night, Navigator, awarded the following down-downs:
Accolade for Dagy for stepping in at late notice
Fines to Wo Wo and Waank Plaank for going to the changed venue (BellBird)
Fines to Pulled Noze and Just Out: Pulled for predicting the Just might be a bit late when the pack was already well along the first leg of the trail; Just for making sure that Pulled's belated prediction was true by arriving (very very) late.
Fines to Sticky Phingers and Lusty for not taking due care on a dangerous trail: Phingers for repeatedly enticing speeding mountain bikers by standing in the middle of their track at the lower PS; Lusty for attempting to hurdle a fence but ending instead in a heap on the ground.
Accolade to The Missing Linc and Oxfam Legs for completing the hardest part of the runners final leg, getting home even before Nice But ...
Final Fine to Nice But ... for mountain-goat-like sprinting up the slippery grass slopes of the mountain-side.

Oxfam Legs then awarded her trifecta of apparel to 3 deserving recipients:
Condom to Wo Wo for attending wrong venue
Boobs to Waank Plaank for the same misdemeanour
Shorts to 007 for ... well I was not sure and am still not sure - but he DID deserve them. Maybe for carrying the booze box up the hill when the hare had allocated the task to Odd Job who must have decided that this job was not odd enuf.

A quick cold feast of spuds, ham and salads was bolted down before the Gestapo came to throw us out of the park.

This Saturday :- Xmas Do.

Next weeks run :- the Missing Link 43 b Flinders Rd

Boxing Day Run :- Have decided to have the boxing day run at Matawai Park, in Rangiora.
Directions from Christchurch are: take the Main North Road motorway, turn off at the Lineside Drive/ State Highway 71 exit.  Continue onto Southbrook Rd. At the roundabout, (should be marked Matawai Park and Southbrook park),turn left onto South Belt, then take the first right onto King Street and the Park is on the right hand side.
Maybe people would like to bring something to sit on?
ON ON,
STD
New Web site to visit every week:-    http://gch3.weebly.com

Finally,  Dunedin H3 is back up and running. Sirloin has started it up again with 11 on the first run. Ten of them actually did run!!!! Check out facebook at Peter Tipa (Sirloin) for details or contact Dagy or Sirloin on 0274383825.

On On
Dagy

Monday, 12 December 2011

Garbage for 6th December

An epistle about Wank Planks second night in a row of culinary excellence.

Sorry about the delay, had to pop over to Melbourne for a few days.

The following from Pulled Out!!!!!

There was a young fella from Avonside
Strapped on his skates and went for a ride 
He laid so much trail
He thought, "This cannot fail!"
When the rain hit, he sat down and cried.

The rain did not scare all the hashers away 
Some decided to brave the weather and play 
An old whinging Pom came along 
A Yorky, who’s true blue (or so says the song),
Who felt right at home in conditions so wintery and gray??????????????

As the skies opened up, the runners thought “shit!”
Can’t it dry up just for a bit?
Christchurch has decided to welcome our visitor 
By imitating the northern hemisphere winter 
Let’s send him back lest we have a fit  and maybe this horrible weather will quit!”

“Am I in the southern hemisphere? It’s so hard to judge!”
Wondered Psycho, as the silt turned to sludge
At the On Piss, the stories grew bluer
 Link shared details of growing up round a sewer
Soon bored of his shitty tales, on home we started to trudge

As the Hashers all set to their dinner,
The Devil thought, "I'm onto a winner!
With their gluttony and swearing,
their drinking and jeering,
each and every one is clearly a sinner!"


There was a young man from the marae
For his hash run he cooked lots of kai
The kai moana was so tasty
The hashers thought he was too hasty
When he shouted" "Piss off home! You’re like pigs in a sty!"

Happy birthday, you Planker
Could have got you some liqueur
But bad poetry's cheap
Even if it puts you to sleep
That'll teach you for being a Wanker!

Superb food after the fines which went something like this:-

Wo Wo for not knowing what NZ’s deeeeepest lake is…..Hauroko
Vasie for not doing trail due to a sore bum and finger (You figure!!!)
Firkin for looking for trail in his car.

Link for waxing anything but lyrical about the sewage pumping station being his birthplace.
Firkin for doing the same about Silage
Oxy got the prick and the tits from Vasie for only selling $35.00 of gear
Psycho for visiting from Gods chosen place….Yorkshire, where I was born!!!
Can’t read who got the condom!!! Something to do with Nice But and Glo Worm I think!!!!!

This weeks run from Victoria Park starting at 1830 sharp!!!!  Food will be simple and cheap and not much of It, like in the good old days!!

On On
Dagy

Saturday, 10 December 2011

Garbage for 29th November

It was a beautiful evening. The sun was shining, the grass was
green, the ducks were shagging...yup, to the delight of BagShag and Navi.
Navi in particular seemed a bit overly exited. Next night: Navi: "Hey
NiceButt, I've got you a p[resent. It's a merkin." NiceButt: "Hang on, are
those duck feathers???"

The runners set of at a smart pace, admiring the charms of Dallington: the

sweet smell of exposed sewage repairs, the beauty of road cones, plastic
road blocks and fencing, the flowering weeds of the abandoned houses...

After an excessive number of checks early on and a decent run around the
edges of the Horseshoe Lake, we arrived at the first piss-stop to a slightly
discombobulated JustNoze, asking forlornly, "have you seen the walkers? They
should have arrived before you..." Of course they hadn't. He must have
forgotten they are lazy fuckers. Conversation soon strayed to Vassey's
outstanding rack (due to forgetting a sports bar and using the push-up kind
instead) and from there to her 73 year old Mum's perky ones... Hmm.

Then a car pulled up and out emerged... the most consistently late Hashers
next to BagShag and Firkin... It was, of course, LabRat and our lovely JM.
Shortly thereafter the walkers finally plodded along, much to CrutchItch's
relief as there was a chilly wind up.

On to the next piss stop, with a run along the river, admiring the sights
of the cavernous cracks in the Avon's banks. The MissingLinc must have
fallen down one, because we never saw him till the OnOn. Perhaps the odour
of the food was enough to give him the strength to haul himself out. This
time the walkers managed to make the stop at about the right time, with Navi
still grizzling about their slackness. Hopefully he recovers from his injury
before someone resorts to gagging him to shut him up.

Then it was on home for fines, a nibble on JustNoze's sausage(s), and a fine
feed of salads and JustNoze's specialty spicy wedges. Unfortunately for
MILF, she couldn't identify the source of the spiciness so kept stuffing
down spuds in an effort to cool down her mouth. Oops...

In the fines circle we had a masterful performance from our stand in fines
master, OneLoos. Linc's usual call to "show us your wizzer" was once again a
FAIL. Then he tried reverse psychology: "Don't show us your wizzer!"
still a FAIL. Then he resorted to "Show us your zunt!" Still a FAIL. Does
three in a row count as an EPIC FAIL? For more, search for 'Desperate old man" on EpicFail.com.

The fines:
- Hare: JustNoze
- HashUp: PulledOut
- Navi: undue interest in duck loving
- ? : awarded condom by WankPlank
- Navi: whinging about teh walkers
- Vassey: starting a conversation about tits via her exceptionally
supportive bra
- Navi: RA not noticing that Vassey neglected to bring hash awards
- Vassey: not bringing awards
- Some others I can't remember so they obviously weren't that good.

Friday, 2 December 2011

Garbage for 22nd November

Version One
I am too shagged... blah blah blah... sfdgsgfgfd.... and all anticipated the excitement of Orful Fuk’s kitchen!
So when the actual Scribe forgets to come to hash it is a JM’s responsibility to appoint a suitable candidate for the job. So when this appointment fails to occur due to an advanced state of inebriation one must force ones fingers deep into ones gullet in an attempt to regurgitate some nonsensical mish-mash of what did and didn’t occur.
Its great having runs far out in the country, but the navigation proved difficult for the FrigidDigit/Bagshag combo who got lost and ran out of fuel, before having to take a ride back to Clarkville in a horse float that was carrying a dead mare back into town for dismemberment. They did make it to the run though which was a little late to get started due to a general lack of enthusiasm for trail and hashers just shagging about drinking piss. Although Dagy wasn’t there in body, he was in spirit because he had provided 2 handfuls of wood-shavings which OrfulFuk used to set the entire trail, including a wankers/real hashers split! So with weapons in hand and correct shoes on feet we headed off along ditches, across paddocks, through, over or around fences until coming upon a farmhouse where we interrupted a farmers daughter sunbathing topless in the backyard! Err, sorry about that! WoWo didn’t notice though as he had found and engine-less Series 1 Landrover, which he was planning to repower with a Briggs & Stratton lying nearby. And this was pretty much where the 2 handfuls of wood-shavings trail came to an end. With wankers heading west and real hashers heading east and a seething white-water to the south trail had vanished? Or, was never laid? At this point Pulled Out disappeared as well, although JustNoze wasn’t worried because he had the car keys. As we stumbled about aimlessly, thoughts started turning to survival rather than finding trail. There’s something about drinking your own urine which makes you get up and think; I can do this! So with renewed gusto the hash tribe reunited atop the stopbank and with Gloworm striding ahead the 1st P.S was found. Abuse and profanity was hurled at OrfulFuk for his invisible trail but this soon melted away with the warmth and comfort of beer on the tonsils. A 2nd P.S was held on a roadside shortcut back to the Grand Palace, where Pulled Out was waiting for us explaining that she had found a stray cat on trail and had gone to find the owner. Which she did successfully, bless her.
The Fines circle was an extensive affair, carried out by Pulled Out with a cameo from Workashirka as guest fines-master. OrfulFuk was fined for shitty trail. We had overseas visitors from Qatar Hash; Takin the Piss (thanks for the hash shirt!) and Viagra. Oddjob from Dorkland. Klingon turned 21. Octopussy has moved to CHCH JUST so she could hash with GCH3. Navigator and OneLoos displayed excessive concern that we didn’t have a fines master and 007 got dobbed in for responding to the cry of; “Dad!”
Wank Plank had to self award the condom as he never wore it on the run. Dumb-ass!
For dinner we enjoyed a concoction of jungle curries and rice which shut everybody up for 5 minutes before grabbing a roadie and heading to the WedgE-mobile.
OnOn
Worm
P.S: Get ur Xmas Doo Tickets from RLD. Now! Go on u slack pricks!

Version Two

Hey folks

Sorry this is late - I forgot to appoint anyone to do it!

Note about tonight's run at 26 Bideford Place: Please rememer to come up
Gayhurst Road going north and at the McBratneys Rd roundabout, ignore the
'road closed' sign and drive in anyway.

Garbage for 22 Nov:

A motley crew assembled at Orful Fuk's flat way out in Clarkville, refusing
to be overly impressed by his upmarket snacks (salami, crackers, popadoms,
etc...mmm) and his flashy dribble-dropper. Virgins are always out to create
a good first impression!

The run headed off at a tardy 7pm or therabouts, and was off to a good
start, with plenty of shiggy and off-roading - evidently Orful had actually
listened to Navi's religious advice (does anyone else...?). There was a
runners/walkers split, the walkers appropriately being taken through fields
full of cow dung - serves the lazy shits right!

The runners followed clearly laid trail up stop banks, down shingle tracks,
through the woods to...nothing!

Increasingly frantic searching, wading through swamp, climbing banks and
zigzagging across roads failed to locate the mysterious trail.

And then it happened...The night began to turn ominously dark....One by one,
the runners disappeared...just as if the woods were inhabited by a
malevolent force. Like a scene from the Blair Witch Project. Until, at last,
only a plaintiff "are you? Are you?" could be heard, slowly fading away in
the distance until cold silence reigned...

That's the end of my garbage on the trail, as I never did find the rest of
it. I did have a good time communing with the horses on the way back.

F8ines:
- Orful Fuk - shitty trail, lack of trail
- Pulled Out - failing to properly read the invisible trail and
magically
know her way to the piss stop (perhaps I should have sniffed it out)
- Visitors - there were two but I don't remember their names - one
from UK
and one from the US I think...?
- Wank Plank: nearly cauising a plane crash by flashing his tackle.
Apparently it is almost visible from space!
- Wank Plank - not bringing condom
- Bag Shag - ??? Something to do with a previous run?
- Several others, I forget

The night finished with an outstanding feast, including 3 kinds of marinated
roast pork, roast jacket spuds with tasty dips, several varieties of Asian
dishes for the veggies, plus a lot more - and even ice cream to finish

On on!


Friday, 18 November 2011

Rehash run No 1522 Stumpy’s Memorial run

GARDEN CITY GARBAGE


A good crowd of 60 plus turned up for the run. This was to be a run set by Stumpy for CH2H3 and it was fitting that a joint run was undertaken and attended not just by Hashers but by the biking fraternity as well.
                This was a multi run with the runners off first , followed by the walkers and the bikers last. The bike leader was Supreme and he did a good job along with Tuga, Beep and others in keeping the packs together and having all arrive at the first piss stop more or less at the same time.  A couple of exceptions as usual. Why anyone would follow Vasie when she was trying to lead the walkers using something as technical as a GPS defies the imagination!!!!! Perhaps Firkins GPS put hers off??
                More trail and the second piss stop was held at the spot where Stumpy died. A down down  of spirits was consumed over a fine cross built and put in place by Supreme; a few moments silence and the pack headed for home in a reflective mood.
                A relatively quick fines circle with drinks for the organisers and food suppliers. A drink for the non Hashers, especially Ken and Darryl. One for the visitors form Mooloo Hash in Hamilton :- F***iing Princess and Toad. The only run fine was for Vasie because she got all the walkers lost and for this she received the Tits, two cocks and the hockey stick. All agreed this was VERY WELL DESERVED!!!!!!!
                Finally Ken  The Bike has organised with the council a half ton rock to be placed on the site with a plaque for Stumpy on it. The cost is $750.00 and Ken has put $250.00 towards it. Beep Beep vocalised his and our sentiments, then put his hat in the circle and the assemblage put another $400.00 in on the spot!! Well done and thank you.
                An outstanding feed was laid out and a big thanks to all that helped in that regard. On On.


On On
Dagy

Winter Camp 2009

19-21st June 2009

This years event was back at the venue of the first Winter Camp - Glenroy Baptist Camp. It is such a popular camp we had to book it over a year out! We had hashers from all over coming to this event - Auckland, Nelson, Wellington, Mount, New Plymouth, Hamilton, Rotorua, Taupo and Chch! The event ended up with over 50 attendees, which was a really good turnout. The first visitors arrived thurs night and were hosted at Dagy's, RLD's and Mee Mee's. Dagy's preamble drinks and sing-a-long at his place was very noisy and had a few hangovers before the weekend even started! Friday saw a couple of winery tours before getting to the venue and the last visitor arriving at 8.30pm. All had alot of fun friday night drinking, playing table tennis, dancing, singing, tampolining, eating and sleeping (some alot earlier than others)! Drinking games while playing table tennis were big for the night... although it seemed more was spilled than drunk! There was dinner and supper to keep all those munchies at bay. Saturday morning saw a start with breakfast and a few more drinks before the run start. Everyone(other than those too hungover to leavve bed) was piled into vehicles and driven to the run start near Horata. The run went around Horata and into some wet river territory. It was here Xerox got thrown into the river and split open his knee on rocks, and was taken by Vasie to A&E - we didnt see them again till much later on! We also lost Dagy and Phlonker on the run (they didnt make the 3rd PS and circle), and they ended up running (haha) back to the venue while a search party was out looking for them. We had the boat races - which Nelson H3 won (the NZGM's couldnt win this one even with a bit of rigging!). It was more drinking and playing and singing to guitars till getting ready for dinner. Dinner was in theme - ficticious characters - and it was amazing who came to dinner... see photos for this one! After dinner the numbers seemed to die off and only the hardy survuved another night of partying (or those that turned up for sat night only)! Another late night and an early rise for breakfast and the recovery run. This run took everyone up to the memorial for the NZGM's fines and a few others. The view of the mountains was quite spectacular. Dagy and Xerox wandered off into the distance with their guitars singing 'words' - but they did come back eventually! Time to pack up, clean up and head off home... well so I thought until we stopped at the Horata pub to a load of hashers all drinking and singing to guitars! Cant we get enough at the weekend!! On till next year... and maybe snow then!

Thanks to those that helped set up and clean up the venue, and a big thanks to our chefs - Hayley and her mum!

ON-ON
DRINKERS WITH A RUNNING PROBLEM
Screaming Mee Mee
s.meemee@xtra.co.nz

INTERHASH PERTH

There were a few Cantabrians off to Oz to enjoy the Interhash of 2008. Some had been to one before and others hadn't.... it was to be an adventure! There were preambles all over the place, that some went to , while others flew straight to Perth to take in the scenery and atmosphere. RLD was a true Crusaders supporter and flew to Perth in time to go see them play there. I decided on the Syndey preamble, so I could catch up with my old flatmate KT and a few others I knew would be there. Got in some sightseeing and 2 runs before heading to Perth and the preambles there. I had hooked up wityh Pearl in Sydney, so went with him to the preambles.... Freemantle tues, Fat Cats and Freemantle Bunny runs wed, Red Dress Run thurs, Hammersley run fri... all that before the event kicked off at 6pm friday night! The venue, the racecourse, had no idea what alcohol consumption 5,000 hashes could do and I heard they ran out of wine on the fri night that was to last the whole weekend!!! (They did get more however!) The venue had to close each night due to alcohol licencing in WA so some pubs were full till they closed, and then hotel rooms were a drinking place till sleep was required. There was lots to see and do around Perth as well as the runs that had been planned for us all. I ended up helping on regos thurs and fri mornings and helped at the Hammersley run site sat and sun. It was great fun and good to make new friends and reaquaint with old ones. It was sad when it was all over, but a welcome relief to be back in my own bed and get a good nights sleep! Those Chch people that went were: RLD, Dagy and Fingers, EmDef and Dezert, White Pointer, MILF, Mole and Mrs Whippy, Unik, One Loos and Blitzen, and myself(Mee Mee) . Jitterbug was there as an ex Chch H3er. So if you want some stories and what Interhash is like, talk to these people. The next one is in Kuching, Borneo in 2010, so start saving now!!!

Ancient Garbage

GARBAGE FOR: 30th November - One Loos - Woodend Beach .. Well I have just remembered I volunteered to write this... as Dogs wasnt there and Gloworm's email is still down! Not sure how much I will help with knowing where the run went as I got lost and missed BOTH PS's! Darn it! I was organising myself and 3 dogs when the pack disappeared into the forest. Missin Linc and Oxy had hung back helping get the booze in One Loos's van and so the 3 of us and 3 dogs headed into the forest after the others had disappeared. We heard a little bit of calling to start with but then NOTHING! We had trail for a while too and then NOTHING! Oops! We figured we did a long cut as we stuck to sandy track and looped around and connected with trail again. We had no idea if the short and long split had already happened or not, so we just carried on. After a while we had a very slobbery Gremmie come running up behind us and then disappear again. He had gone to get Gloworm who was on trail behind us. We made the mistake here of following the dogs and lost trail again. I decided to carry on and see if trail came back out onto the sand track we were on, while Linc, Oxy and Gloworm waited for a call.... and that was the last time I saw the until back at the cars. I found trail again and followed it and ended up back where I had already been. After more trail following and a tx from One Loos asking where I was I decided to head back to the cars.... luckily I knew what way that was! Back at the cars and I got there jst as Dagy and SIF headed out of the forest and went to look at machinery on the side of the road. I then saw runners coming down the road and then One Loos's van. On back to One Loos's recently regained home and we met Blitzen with wine in hand to greet us. Since it was StAndrews day Dagy and Fingers had worn kilts and had a drop to share, and One Loos had prepared haggis for dinner (a vegetarian version of course). Fingers ran the circle and roped in SIF as honorary Fines master. Fines ; One Loos - hare Pulled Out - 1/4 century (25runs for those that need to know) SIF and Dagy - blind following the blind! Vanessa? - neighbour (coming to see what it was all about) Missin Link - lost property Fingers - stolen property.... and WOWO for lost property Pulled Out and Just Noze - for forgetting plate and cutlery Fingers - couldnt find trail 007 - going wrong direction Vasie - making the trail this week XBox - abandoning a hobbling Vasie Dagy - blood on trail Labrat - shortcutting to PS Oxy & Gloworm - wannabe truckers! Condom was given to SIF by Mee Mee to ensure he had some hash gear on!

GARBAGE FOR: 23rd November - SIF - Governors Bay Let’s keep this short…. After a GREAT xams do (yes I do remember I was there – for those who asked or cared….).. it was with a degree of apprehension that I arrived at Governors Bay for SIF’s r*n .. Apprehension?? Why.. well just look up at them there steep “mountains” and rock faces.. and knowing SIF’s pleasure at inflicting pain… The group arrive in dribs & drabs.. Linc being LATE too… and the “in” topic of conversation was “D & V” after the xmas doo.. and the hours spent on the loo.. SIF broke runners & walkers into gave groups .. gave runners some pretty elaborate instructions including “wait 5 minutes before starting” .. then loaded the walkers into a van & drove off… The “there are no rules in hash rule applied”, so runners started right away.. and YES it was STRAIGHT up.. up ..up.. AND KEEP GOING UP .... On the way UP we lost Lusty.. she got attracted to a “tooter” in a van (SIF in disguise) .. First real PS on top of a rock face millions of feet up in the “mountains”… Daggy had played mountain goat and back-packed a chilly bin of drinks/chips/bananas/.. all the way up for us.. At the PS we discovered Lusty MISSING.. Dogs & Navi went off to find her.. Navi retuned.. Dogs followed Lusty’s scent all the way to OH….. It was On HOME for all those on the mountain top ….. all the way DOWN!!!!.. Lots of shagging around waiting at the reserve by the Fire stations for the group to return .... but the dogs enjoyed it.. Straight to the fines: A few from the book & JM…, UC.. not signing in.. Legg 11 for Just Noz.. (he tried to avoid this by counting runs..8 -9-10- and what comes next for Just Noz. In his counting “ 9”) .. so he was “legs 11’d” by Fingers, Lab Rat and a good solid slobbering by Gremmie… Other fines.. SIF, Navi, the “Cheer leaders” – Labrat &Vasse (for YMCA impersonation), Navi… Condon to MeeMee.. because I could… Shorts (complete with pricks…) not present Health food sandwiches followed, with special COLD weather turned on by SIF, to get people to bugger off…. ONON.. Dogs Bollocks

GARBAGE FOR: 16th November - Dagy - Halswell Quarry, main entrance off Kennedys Bush Rd Realised I had better write this as noone else who does the trash was there! …Dawny had certainly made sure the weather was good for us even thou he couldnt be there! YAY for the RA! We had a visitor, Headshot, and a few returnees but not many runners! Dagy had to talk someone into doing the runners trail... these chosen ones were Fingers, One Loos and Lusty! The runners did a loop of the conservation area (or somewhere near there, but they got their feet wet) while the walkers headed up the hill and around the rim track! Dagy must have thought it might rain as there was a lot of flour put down for the trail! We found a halt around the top and admired the view, while Vasie and XBox located mountains according to the map. We stopped till all known walkers were there and then headed off, getting passed by 007 (who obviously didnt hold the halt for the runners) before we headed up thru the paddock to the first PS. The remaining runners then saw us drinking and short cutted to the PS. Frigid and Bag Shag made an appearance here and tried to befriend a dog as it ran thru the paddock, but once it had a closer look it decided to return home! The PS had some yummy mushroom lollies and some good conversation while we waited for 007 to get there! On we went out onto Kennedys Bush Road and up to the end. The runners had a detour down and around us, but since Dagy was later than us to the 2nd PS it dodnt matter. Here IS and Supreme caught up with us on bikes and joined us for the rest of the night. Dagy brought a beer for a thirsty passing biker and then we were all on back to the Quarry carpark. Here Tuga made an appearance... on wheels! Back at the house and Vasie and Fingers were already busy in the kitchen. Dagy decided to smoke out the granny flat, rather than the house, with the BBQ while SIF kept him company! Just before the fines circle Sister Maureen showed up so more food was quickly put on! Fingers ran a great quick circle with Firkin roped in as honorary Fines Master. Supreme was on 299 runs and Oxy on 699 runs Vasie was caught running 007 got his belated legs 11 inspection from Vasie and Lusty Lusty was great at first aid The wheels got fined Vasie got fined cause Firkin could! there were more, but cant remember (getting old) Dont forget to bring a $5 pressie for the santa sack for those going to the xmas do!!!! on on Mee Mee

GARBAGE FOR: 9th November - MILTF - 9A Pandora St, North Beach "Just PATHETIC!!!!!!!!" That’s what much of last nights r*n was… apart from the trail and the food. In keeping with this, I am deliberately writing a "Pathetic Garbage" What made it PATHETIC???? · the normal flock of late arrivals · the 1851 start · MeeMee & Labrat arriving, then using work as an excuse not to do the run, then turning up for the onon · head wind ALL the way on the run · Linc & Daggy not making ANY PS · walkers not going to the 2nd PS · the old farts who thought the music at 2nd PS was TOO LOUD · MILF being late back to here own place after the 2nd PS · Navi & Lusty leaving before the fines The FINES were PATHETIC TOO!!!! What made them PATHETIC???? · JM couldn’t organise the
circle · MILF got lost going to the circle · Only 1 book fine from the JM · Fines masters only fining: · Late "returner's" from the run.. WooWoo, Geestring, Frigid, Bagshag, Gloworm · Linc & Daggy for not making ANY PS · Fining all the "Pathetci" hashers who were there. · A new "Spit the Dummy" award initiated by the JM… he awarded it to himself!!! just PATHETIC .. The PATHETIC night continued ….. with Oxy arriving just for a feed!!! …. PATHETIC.. AND Finding out that "PATHETIC" is Lincs favourite word… well that really "PATHETIC"

2nd November - Gloworm - McLeans Island Rd, on on 75 Teesdale St Almost forgot to write this.... 9 puppies are very distracting! I slowed down as I neared the hump on McLeans Is road, and it felt like I was being watched as hashers looked to see if there was any air or scrapes! A good crowd had gathered already including One Loos and Blitzen (its been 6 months) and a newbie Elliot (encouraged along by Gloworm). After some catch up chats and nearly going deaf from the rifle range, we headed into the forest. There was a runners and walkers trail - runners denoted by 3 blobs of flour in a row, and walkers had one blob. Both trails had checks and FT's and even when the trails intersected there was different trail for each to follow.... must have taken a long time to set, and used a lot of flour!!! There was only one PS and we knew it would be near the water, so we carried on thru FT's and lost trails... we are a tough bunch of walkers!! The walkers got to the PS first, but the runners werent far behind. After a liesurely drink we took the shortest trek back to the cars. When I got back to the car park everyone was milling around waiting for Gloworm to reappear with the booze. I repeated GLoworm's words at the PS ' see you all at home', and that got everyone in their cars. Back at Teesdale St we said hello to the chef, Labrat, and got cosy in the house. The BBQ was lit and it wasnt long before Bag Sh-g and Oxy were behind the tongs! Fingers ran the circle and Dagy was made finesmaster as the appointed 2 were absent. Some fines were: One Loos - 200runs One Loos, Blitzen, Dingaling and STD - returners Labrat - wiping Gremmies nose with a tissue Fingers - asking where the onon was, when we were already there (she meant fines) Elliot then got named 'Sweaty Tease' after stripping off a sweaty T in front of Vasie and Fingers The meal was then ready... lots of salads and BBQ meat. Everyone gradually disappeared home as it was past bedtime!! on on Mee Mee

GARBAGE FOR: 007's City R*n

Well I got a tx from GLoworm late last night saying he cant write the trash as no internet at home.... so juat as well I am sick at home today and can write a brief blurb (and it will be brief)

007's city run

I was running late, but never mind, I was the cook for the evening. I got to the venue b4 everyone else and started cooking the chicken. The booze soon arrived and others found the trail in from Durham St to flat 15 with a well marked trail!

007 commented to me that he had mis-calculated how much chalk he had and was scraping fingernails along the ground near the end of trail.... so I wasnt surprised when some hashers got lost! The runners seemed to find the trail fine and got to the one and only PS(outside the avenues), but the walkers were scattered around the city. By the time we started the fines we were only missing WorkaShirka, Labrat, Frigid and Supa Sucker... but dont panic... thy arrived during the fines and got fined!

We had a huge turnout for our "PINK" run and had a complaint from one neighbour before we even started! It was a great number for all proceeds being donated to breast cancer research - $110 from night fee, and $17 from Supa's brownies (more to come from 007's workmates - hopefully). It was very nice of Supa to turn up on a tuesday and bring brownies to purchase for a donation to the cause! And they were very yummy too!!

We had a few monday nighters make a showing and a few tuesday ones that hadnt been for a while. It made 007's small unit look like a sardine tin!

It was a very scrummy feed of chicken and salad, with pink lamington and rocky road mallowpuffs to follow!

GARBAGE FOR:

Brunhilda & Navigator Lyttelton

AND!!!!!

12 Oct - Just Noze Rockinghorse Rd

Brunhilda & Navigator - MeeMee’s version…. (Dogs warning .. it’s a thorough report!!!)Right... I had right of reply to Labrats rendition of Navi's run at Brunhilda's... so here it is...

Wee Knackers was minus transport so he hitched a ride with me... he trusted me so much that it wasnt until we were well on the way that he asked where we were going! I could have taken him anywhere!!! Lol!

Ended up at Brunhilda's before 6.30pm. The drive was already full with 2 vans and a station wagon... Navi was parked just outside the gateway and I took the other side of it. We were in time to help carry the chilly bins to the barn and start the nights conversations. Slowly everyone arrived and once the barn had been scrutinised we were given instructions for the run. Since Navi had sent such an ellaborate email on the run and how to get there I wasnt paying that much attention. Off we went thru the gate opposite Brenchley Farm... we met Labrat, Gloworm and Gremmie (who were late) in the road. Gloworm was more worried about getting a drink than were we were all going or where his dog was. I got told to hang back a bit and let the runners do the checking... and while I was chatting to Gloworm I noticed Linc and Loco hangig around the gate part way up the hill. Next thing the runners came charging back along the track and past us... it was like a stampede so we just got out of the way! I hung back with Loco and Linc in case there were more shortcuts to be had. Over a wooden style and we admired a small gate in the middle of the fence (and I mean that... it was in the middle of the fence). The runners were well ahead by now but we caught up with Xbox and the other walkers. By the water tank there was a runners/ walkers split that took the walkers down and the runners up. We could hear the runners for a bit and then again while we were busy looking for our own trail at the road. Lusty checked up... saw the runners...and deserted us! Linc found the trail down and off we went. Around the corner was a very large PS and we saw a flashing light in the distance. Only a few runners bet us to the PS and we relaxed while the others arrived. Gremmie thought about trying to break the record for the height a dog can jump from... but a united 'no Gremmie' from us at the PS saved him... not that GLoworm even noticed what the fuss was about! Labrat was sweeping the runners..it was more that she didnt see the split!... so we were all accounted for once she arrived.

The next part of the run had runners heading west, while the walkers headed east... with a hint about the dead centre of town. Odd Job (007's son visiting from Auckland) decided to be a walker for this leg and we made use of his fittness at the checks. Once again I found myself at the back of the group with Linc and Loco as we went thru an old cemetary. We were reading some of the headstones and making a few comments. We got a little history lesson from Loco..... and we didnt see anyone that had lived longer than him!

We found the flashing light again and the PS. The runners seemed to have got a bit confused but made it there. Fingers knew someone in the "other" cemetary so took off to visit. When it was time we got sent on UP UP UP the hill to home. Dagy decided to be a loving husband and go and find his beloved wife (in case he got in trouble for leaving her out in the dark).

Back at home we all signed in the book... Fingers was back... but where was Dagy?? She hadnt seen him but wasnt happy as he had the car keys and the money! We started the fines as we had waited long enough... and then Dagy strolled in like nothing was wrong!
I cant recall the fines as it was too long ago but once they were over we had a very YUMMY feed that Brunhilda had prepared!!!

bit more chatting and it was time for everyone to head home.... Thanks for the awesome run Navi, and the awesome feed Brunhilda! Lets hope its not too long before we head to Lyttelton again!

On on Mee Mee

12 Oct - Just Noze Rockinghorse Rd
Well, I ask, who is going to read all that!!!

Dogs version of Just Noze run….

It was good, it was a “sort of” trail.. sort of marked with flour on sand… every 300m or so.. it had splits for walkers and runners, and a new special split for “individuals” .. i.e. those who just want to go their own way!!! (daggy, lusty and SIF), on a very scenic route (.. oooppsss … not suggesting anything - stop those filthy thoughts)

Straight to the fines:

Fine with a twist…

· What should Link, Navi, Milf, frigid, and Dogs be fined for??? Being on TIME

· What should Daggy, Lusty & SIF be fined for??? Not team players.. doing there own thing

A few other fines.. the most interesting .. Just Noze for laying trail with a “dribble DRAPPER” .. MAYBE that explains the trail issues..

Condon to LINK… (the Condon came with free water for links head)

Shorts (complete with pricks…) Lusty…