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2011-03-15T14:09:00.000Z

Okay, so I have been a little slow in putting info up on the blog, but hell we have been busy in Dukhan! Got a hash wedding (well two hashers are getting hitched) this weekend, and then we have the spring hash camp on Thursday 24th March. Clouseau and Morangie are already salivating at the thought of a sheep roasting on the fire...

More details to follow, if I remember.

On on!

Run 1238 - Hashmas 2010

2010-12-12T19:36:00.000Z

Hare: Morangie and Chad

First In: Mr Rick De Boer

Comments: 'Panty' Hose

Spy: None other than The Coach himself

Location: The secret hashmas site - 25.459879, 50.858095

Running: Rock, Sand, Jebel and trail

Weather: Pleasantly warm. Unless you were dressed as Santa...

Somebody needs shooting, or at the very least bucketing, for letting Mr Morangie set one of his epic trails for Hashmas when everyone is dressed in Santa and reindeer costumes. Will I ever learn.....

Anyway, a long run it may have been, but the weather was perfect, the company sublime and the costumes ridiculous. It was nice to see a lot of old faces and a number of new ones, and very pleasing to see some of the younger hashers really get into the running (apart from when this 30 something Santa got shown a clean pair of heels by a five year old fairy). The run, which was won by the ever sprightly Mr De Boer was followed by a seasonal mulled vino and a finger buffet before the bonfire was lit and the carolling began. It must be said that the enthusiasm was not necessarily matched by talent by more than a few. Luckily the kazoos were on hand to keep everybody right...

Thanks to all those who turned up, and here's to a safe and relaxing Hashmas for all. Normal service is resumed next week - Sunday, 3:30pm DGC car park.

On On!

Run 1238

2010-12-05T18:37:00.001Z

Hare: Methusela, Pegasus and Dave

First In: Captain Planet

Comments: Morangie

Spy: Ms Anna 'no-longer-welcome-at-the-Cooper's-after-that-bucketing' George

Location: 10 km due North of Dukhan. 25.506377, 50.765430

Running: Rock, soft sand and Jebels.

Weather: Getting colder. Much colder

A very satisfying trail from some experienced hashers, and a gentle romp home for the Captain for another win. A good mix of terrain and distances, with maybe a slightly too easily found on in. Rumours abound that the only reason Master Baker did not take the glory for a third week in a row was that he was not present!

Ms George stepped up as spy for the first time and then demonstrated to all and sundry how power can go to your head as she bucketed a number of friends and colleagues for a variety of misdemeanours, including her adopted mum, Mrs Cooper. The air turned cooler after that one!

Next week is Hashmas, so all are welcome for mulled drinks and mince pies. Admittance is some nibbly things such as snacks, mince pies or sausage rolls. Leaving same time from the usual place.
On On!

Run 1237

2010-11-28T17:00:00.001Z

Hare: Ceweed

First In: Master Marcus Baker

Comments: Dorothy

Spy: Ben-Jammin'

Location: 12 km due South of Dukhan. 25.325427,50.777339

Running: Rock, soft sand and Jebels.

Weather: Getting colder

Another pleasant run from that nice Mr Ceweed, with a good mixture of terrain and a much flatter course than last week. Indeed the only complaint from Mr Dorothy was that the On-In was slightly too easy to find! Another storming performance from young Master Baker, who pipped his own dad to the post by a hairs breadth. The run was topped off with a first, probably for any hash, when young Mr Jammin' forgot that he was meant to be spy, which resulted in another first of the spy being bucketed along with the usual crowd of victims.

Little Miss Sophie Roberts was named Little Dipper, but as she is only nine months he dad, Mr Mongrel kindly stepped in to undertake her down-down. Selfless Man that one.

Anyway, plans are afoot for Hashmas which will be on the 12th December and will be fancy dress for the kids. Better get the elf costume dusted off for that one!

On-on!

Sunday 21st November 2010

2010-11-21T16:38:00.003Z

Run Number 1236

Hare: Hot-to-Trot
First In: Master Marcus Baker
Comments: Pegasus
Spy: Methusalah
Location: 7 km due of Dukhan. 25.379063,50.76367
Running: Tracks, soft sand and Jebels.
Weather: Nicely warm

A typical Hot-to-Trot trial combining distance with treacherous climbs. The on-in was especially tricky, being on top of a rather larger jebel near to where the cars were parked. Mr H2T deservedly got bucketed for that one. Aside from that, a delightful run combining highs and lows, soft sand and hard rock, gullys and ridges. Once he gets over putting the On-In in daft places the genius of H2T could really show through.

On on!

Sunday 20 June 2010

2010-06-23T18:47:00.003Z

Run Number 1213

Hare: GPS and Morangie

First In: Mr Rick De Boer

Comments: Hot-to Trot

Spy: Emo - Again!

Location: Just off the main beach south of DWS.

Running: Tracks, soft sand and more soft sand.

Weather: Getting Hotter!

This was a short run, pretty much in a square. Pleasant running for the most part although the heat is beginning to drain the batteries quicker than usual. Mr D (as he is affectionately known by the Year Threes he teaches) was first in with a magnificent sprint of roughly 25 paces from the on-in to the cars. The run was followed by a slap up BBQ that was held in honour of the two leavers, Jaws and Emo who, coincidently, are the Hare's for their final run next week.... The night also saw three namings - Rosa di Mosa (or some Spanish name) for Ms Ingham, Capt Planet for environmentally aware Mr Knight and Could Have Done Better for Ms Parsons-Gibson.

Run 1214 will be the last before the majority of the staff from the school jump ship for the summer.

On on!

Run Number 1212

2010-06-13T16:53:00.003Z

Hare: Ceweed

First In: Clouseau

Comments: Ms Disgrace

Spy: Emo!

Location: South of Dukhan.

Running: Road, rock and soft sand.

Weather: Still Bloody Hot!

Mr Weed introduced this run as being Gloria Estafan influenced. We cannot confirm or deny this, but we do know that he used all his cunning in using T-junctions (take your pick - one is a falsie, the other a trail) to confuse us! After a discovering the cunningly hidden on-in (right next to the trail we had just completed), Mr Closeau romped home to take another victory.

Next weeks run is the penultimate before the school hols, and so we are having a barbie at the DWS. All hashers old and new welcome.

Run Number 1211

2010-06-08T18:33:00.003Z

Hare: Mongrel

First In: GPS

Comments: Louella

Spy: The big man himself - Jaws

Location: North of Dukhan on the coast.

Running: Road, beach and soft sand.

Weather: Bloody Hot!

A World cup themed run which has painstakingly set by Mr Mongel, spoilt only by the fact the temperature was in the mid 40s! After a craftly football shaped On In was discovered, Mr GPS beat Emo to the finishing line with millimetres to spare.

Hash Ball

2010-06-08T18:27:00.001Z

Big thanks for all those who came to the hash ball at the golf club last Thursday. A grand night out for all concerned! Next function is a BBQ at the beach club after run 1213!

1195: Cluseau's Close One

2010-02-28T15:42:00.002Z

Ex Hashmaster and lover of all things precipitous Cluseau set a hash within the range of a standard issue Qatari Army rifle this Sunday. He described it as "challenging terrain" but I think the comments of Panty were more accurate, comparing it to a level four rock climb. First in was predictably Fatboy Slim for about the 5th time in a row. The spy was the young Microphone Canton who drenched Ceweed for walking, Emo for following him and Cluseau for nearly breaking his ankle.

A three legged hash was suggested for run no. 1200 (flat terrain) and the run for clean water awareness was mentioned (18th April, 6km).

On On until next week.

HTT

1194: Methuselah's revenge

2010-02-21T17:33:00.000Z

Hot to Trot, Hee-Haw and their soon to be named offspring set a hash near the DRC camp site. Many said that it was a shorter hash than HTT usually sets but most were grateful for the medium scale run. At the end of the first trail was a big mound of quartz crystals which kept Geronimo and Magnus happy for a while. As is the objective while setting the hash, the hashers were spread far and wide while the hares gave no visual clues to the possible direction of the next trail. The second trail was finally found by our illustrious hashmaster VC and we were off across some terrain which did not agree with Rocky's war wounds. He was seen at the end of the second trail performing what was either yoga or some Kate Bush inspired dance move in slow motion. VC was on a roll as Mudra and he walked straight towards the third trail and called it. There was a pleasant jog down the pipeline back towards the cars and then an obvious on-in on a barrel.

First in yet again was Fatboy-Slim. Comments were given by Microphone who thought that the run went in the wrong direction and was too cold. The spy turned out to be Methuselah who bucketed Morangie for poor boat discipline, GPS for bringing a new car to the hash, revenge was taken on Cluseau for taking revenge, Rocky was bucketed for performing a mass bucketing in the recent past and HTT was bucketed for taking too long to point out the second trail.

Magnus Irvine was named 'Trip' due to his frequent disagreements with the force of gravity before the circle dissolved and re-formed into multiple alternating dynamic social groupings.

Wheresma on in?

2010-01-04T13:41:00.005Z

Fran ( Wheresma)and her crew of young jammin and Palm tree took us alongside the site of his nibs's new summer gaffe on the coast.As if by magic the wind dropped and we got stunning conditions for the run. A few of the x-mas holidaymakers made it back and were suitably welcomed.The Hash master was posted missing as his cat was either stuck up a tree or going to be stuck up a tree or something like that, something about scratching the masters favourite slipper? Or was it going to be turned into a slipper?
Anyway to the run. Trail one was led off by young Jammin and closely followed by Dorothy(The space cadet) with the rest of us strung out going up the rocky jebel. Trail 2 had a few of them scratching their heads as they all took off in different directions only for one of the young ones to find it.Up another Jebel to the top this time for the check-in. Trail 3 was found by Morangie and he led us away back down towards the seashore. The on-in was neatly hidden under a rocky crevice and we all made it back safely into the circle. The first in comments were made by young, aptly named Microphone, who very nearly whispered the toast.Hearing aids will be supplied to our elder hashers in the future. Comments were given by In-out and he was truly gracious to the hares. ( The smoth old Canadian Rascal )The spy stepped up and a few of the hashers knew immediately they were about to get a soaking,as it was Cluseau. Well he bucketed Morangie ( he usually does), Meths for complaining about catching fish, Ceweed, Postman Pat and Miss Disgrace for coming back, Rocky for handing his spy duties to Firecracker last week, Jaws and GPS for being noisy in the corner at the toast( I thought we were in a circle) and finally Panty for being himself. We all enjoyed the quench and the beautiful sunset. On On.

1186 The one after Santa came.

2009-12-28T12:54:00.002Z

Hope all the Hashers got the prezzies they asked Santa for and they all managed to behave themselves. Ho Ho Ho ! The true spirit of Christmas was well and truly drunk on x-mas day.So much so that we had to have another live run as none of the Hashers could face setting the trail with massive headaches. Coach picked the spot for the run and handed out the pieces of paper and off we went.
Trail 1 was set by Dorothy who set off at a gallop with all the runners haring after him and after about a klick he shouted checking in. False trails came thick and fast after that and the real trail 2 was Wheresma's sister Kate. Suitably attired in flip flops and a thick winters jacket she trailed off for about 500m before she sucummed to the heat. The jacket came off and slightly pink admitted that she enjoyed that.
Rocky set off on another one of his runs before Zara shouted for trail 3 so back he tracked and followed the hashers going off into the distance. After check-in 3 was called Rocky called another trail and off we followed like lemmings only to be told after about a km that it was indeed a falsie. Mutterings from the crew until In-out called the on in and off he went back to the cars with the rest of us in tow.
Cluseau gave the first in toast and comments were given by one of our younger hashers Jammin who was a bit cruel to the hares as is his right. The spy this week was written on a piece of paper and picked by Rocky who passed it on to Firecracker as a x-mas present. She picked hubby Coach to take the full bucket as he should have explained the "Live Hash rules " to a few of our hashers.So the poor man got the lot. Happy new year when it comes Hashers and see you all on the 3rd of Jan 2010.

1185 The run before Santa comes

2009-12-28T12:39:00.002Z

Meths and Pegasus set us a seasonal merry run in the desert. It was going to be set in x-mas colours but since Marmars is closed we're limited to the paint we can get.So it was back to good old red. 3 trails and a few falsies thrown in for good measure. With the teachers being on their jollies the numbers were a wee bit down on what we're used to. However the trails were enjoyed by the runners and walkers as well. First in was Fat Boy slim who gave the first in toast. Comments were given by Hot to trot who was kind to the Hares. Then the dreaded spy stepped forward and it was Meths. He proceeded to bucket Dorothy for the bicycle shorts and HTT for departing on his hols later in the week and Mark Roberts for the hell of it. On On and a Merry x-mas to all the hashers and ex-hashers who read the blog.

1184: Hashmas Run 2009

2009-12-14T16:25:00.001Z

The adaptability of the hare, hashmaster and the rest of the committee were pushed close to their limits by thunder and lightning and torrential rain. The thought of abandoning the hashmas never entered Vomit Comet's mind though. Ceweed was forced to leave his partially washed away trail for a future run and set a live hash along the old Dukhan road. As per a top secret live hash rule, everybody had the chance of calling a falsey. This left the athletes free reign to take us on long punishing false trails through squishy wet sand and up and down jebels. First in was young Microphone who rattled through the script and missed half of it out before being prompted. A few more first ins and he should have it sussed. Comments were given by myself (HTT) and the spy was Miss Disgrace who bucketed everyone without a hash t-shirt, myself for bad canine behaviour and Dorothy for wearing strange shorts. As the weather was not the best for a bonfire and outdoor carol singing everybody came back to mine for traditional and hashified carols accompanied by Fatboy Slim on the trumpet. Merry Xmas hashers and have a good break teachers.

On On

HTT

Hash Mistressed! The Survivor

2009-11-30T06:55:00.001Z

This is the run that sorts out the real, hard core, hashers from mere regulars and occasionals. A slight nip in the air meant there were few of us indeed. Let's name and, through omission, shame: GPS, Mike, Flipper, Hot Tottie and Stuart's mate Ken, Rocky and the VC. With Chips, Sideshow, Rock and Funks supporting from (warm blankets) on the sidelines.
We've had a few Hash Matresses, but only ever (afaicr) once before was there a Hash Mistress (Pippin). Today, Dolphin ruled Supreme. Mastered the Ceremony. Trumpeted the bugle, and generally kept us in order.
The live runs were just the ticket - the bracing sea breeze and long stretches of soft sand - certainly got rid of the cobwebs. On On the Hares.
And hashers, it's the survivors, who selflessly collect every last remnant of the night before and leave the site as pristine as before. to them we should show our respect. On On the Survivors!

EID CAMP 1181ish

2009-11-29T18:06:00.000Z

What an awesome camp! Those that stayed will attest. Top location. Spot On Coach-Quiz. An fantastically, irritatingly apposite, lengthy, testing run, with an old tradition - a double back of double backs. Barbie Cute! We should do this more often!

Klipe's last run and a Bonfire to go with it.

2009-11-09T13:34:00.004Z

Yep, after all these years it was down to the last run for Mr Klipe and Madame Klipe. Madame was so emotional she didn't turn up.The leaving of the Hash is always a bit of a tear jerker as you're leaving all your fellow Hashers behind, so you either shed a tear because you're so sad, or in this case because you're so deleriously happy. All the remnants of a lifetime here in Dukhan sold to the unwitting and the Black Hole bar to Mark ( Mongrel ) Roberts. Klipe was hare and we were at the Hashmas site where there have been numerous hashes set. The first trail had us running up the jebel and left us with a view of Zekreet bay and Khatiyah beyond.A double back along the pipeline for trail 2 had everyone foxed and some of our younger ones had to be told where to go as a clue. Trail 3 was another round the jebel and again everyone set off in search of the cunningly hidden on in. Miss Disgrace having been taxied to the hash site had originally missed the turning and shot off to Zekreet village. On the way back her driver had noticed the On-in painted on a road sign. The clueless and the daft ! Louella ran right passed the sign and it was GPS who eventually got in first. The first in toast was given by GPS, comments were given by Jaws and then it was down to the spy.
At the end of last weeks quench Mr Comet had asked Coach if he would be spy and temp master as he would be late in arriving at the bash. The acting Hash master went aganst all the rules and made Klipe the spy. His last chance to be cantankerous and soak a few. Unbeknown to the hash there was Mr Comets original spy waiting to give Klipe a real good soaking. Klipe bucketed a few of the girls for the not wearing hash apparel and a few of the wee ones for being wee.Hamish got bucketed for not wearing a Tee-shirt and his excuse of not being able to buy one that fits was laughed off by our spy.Gallons of water went cascading over the unfortunate to the delight of the rest. Enter the second spy. Jaws and Cluseau were first in the middle and Klipe with Miss disgrace.Sideshow's crew of 5 were also circled as they didn't shut up. Again gallons of water rained down and soaked half the hash. Gregory missed out as he was emptying his pockets before getting wet,his excuse.
The bonfire was lit after we consumed all the cocktails and the quench and tons of food laid out for the hashers bash. Chocolates were given to all the kids as they watched their guys go up in flames. Brilliant night and real good send off to Klipe. On On

Location,Location,Location

2009-11-09T08:50:00.003Z

GPS set the trail among the Jebels which really pleased Rocky and Hot to Trot. In fact they enjoyed it so much they missed the 2nd trail and followed an old one miles and miles.The elder among us struggled up and down the jebels but the runners revelled in it.GPS remarkably got us back to the cars and our amber nectars. Comments were given by Rick and the spy was Rocky. He got all the ex Hashmasters in the circle and then proceeded to call in Klipe and let us all bucket the old rascal. On On.

1175

2009-10-28T19:11:00.003Z

Seaweed wound us along long temporary roads to the flamingoless flamingo headland and island. After a traditionally obscured turn on the first trail, the hares performance was oddly impeccable: well marked, easily found, straight lines and *!@#$%* long!
Dangerously Klipe was probably for the last time until he returns to visit made spy. Seemed he was making up for all those chivalrous/misogynistic days when the fairer gender remained unbucketed, though revenge was vindicated on a few fellows too.
The sun set over the sea. And life was good.

The wet and the dry of it. (1174?)

2009-10-20T17:13:00.005Z

Of course we wouldn't have expected anything other of Herr Tony than a little bit different. The first trail, or what remained after the tide had run the route beforehand, had us through jetsam flotsam, saltsand, and worse. Our hare was not going to let his solitary falsie go to waste, trumpeting the entire hash along the wrong before allowing us to tackle the echt 2nd. Several buglers later we were enticed INSIDE the palatial fence and a challenge -or distance - to find the way in. At the outset the conundrum posed was there is a wetand a dry On In. And so it developed into an almighty sprint/swim finish, those opting for the longer, dry route getting overtaken by the following shortcutters plunging into the sea and In In first.
Biffo talked himself to the top of fat-boy slim's spy list, some personal 'souvenirs' were awarded and GPS got what he deserved for lacing the bucket with ice.
The public promontory was happy as the sun fell red into the ocean.

Long long l..o..n..g.. very very lo.......n...........

2009-10-13T20:33:00.002Z

Trust Morangie. Or rather, don't.
A moderate length he suggested. HA! Very HA!
We were down by the seaside just round the corner from the vanished palace.
The first trail was long. And soft. very long, very soft. The next trail took us still further out still. Swear we touched the beach club wall.
Kilometres, miles away the next took us knee deep in soft sand never mind the hillocks. Misty murmured never let GB loose with a full tin of paint.
Night fell and we found the 4th which culminated in a swim through fine sand up a tall 25% incline.
I'm sure the dawn chorus greeted us as we passed the picnic site while crawling our way On In.
Seeing the quench still had hours before he'd appear we helped him and administered to the parched.
There was just energy to name names and Misty to bucket the many.

1171: Sandpit

2009-09-27T16:49:00.002Z

HM VC and Amy set a rather tortuous hash out by the picturesque Northern point of the Dukhan peninsula. Four trails were set on that fateful Saturday before the hash. Unaware were the hares that their efforts would be wiped out by the cruel Eastern winds of the Persian gulf.

The first trail was mercifully short in the face of the onslaught of fine sand making it's way into the mouths and noses of the brave hashers. Little were they to know that the next trail would be set along a calf and thigh punishing stretch of soft sand before ending in the welcome sight of two blue dots. The third trail was a crafty one, cutting diagonally across the field where experienced trail setters expected to find the dots. Hardened hashers of many tens of runs heard the call of the bugle from afar and ploughed onwards though they could not hope to catch the leaders less some great calamity befell them. Gregory, Tim, GPS and HTT forged onwards to find a poorly scrawled ON-IN written on a tyre. Gregory, in triumph called out to the hashers all around "ON-IN" and raced towards the cars. Gregory made it in first but soon it was made clear to him and his troupe that the ON-IN they read was not the true ON-IN but an ON-## placed there by the mischievous hares.

Comments were given by Miss Disgrace who was most complimentary about the run except for the sparseness of blue dots and shortness of the fourth trail.

First in was Scott of the frozen wastes to the North known as Aberdeen. He succeeded despite Cluseau's misguidance in reciting the words required of the first in.

Spy was one of our younger hashers, known either as Chip Stealer of Ella. She bucketed her father for obvious reasons and all of her friends for some social faux pas last week.

A name for Alastair Justice was chosen out of "The Doctor?", "Fatboy Slim", "Goatee",Some muppet character who played the trumpet http://muppet.wikia.com/wiki/Lips, and "Bell Boy http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quadrophenia. By majority vote, Fatboy Slim was chosen due to his shrinking belly.

The new hash quench learned a few valuable lessons about the alcohol capacity of the average hasher and we all made our merry way home.

Until next week hashers.

Don't have sandmares.

HTT

1170 SURVIVOR

2009-09-21T17:41:00.000Z

Most that did were under teenage reflecting their exalted recovery powers. Phil (no longer a teenager) took the first live trail with the enthusiasm of a man possesed. Finally VC and Rx persuaded him to check in before we all died of dehydration. Momentarily 'Mike' brought us back - down and car wards - but turned us uphill again. Biffo the Blade (if I remember) had hardly any less mercy as the sun got hotter glaring its menacing heat off the bright sand. Twas still and the slithy hashers wilted in the borogrove. Thank goodness for the Palm Tree Fan who got us back in one piece.
We all wanted the bucket. Some were found stealing it as drinking water.
Thanks again to those wonderful hashers who get up the morning after the night before and tidy up all the mess of the night before the morning after.
On On

1169 The Camp Soixante Neuf

2009-09-20T17:24:00.000Z

V.Comet and the newly anointed Hash Mattress led us a merry ankle snapping trot at our beach camp south of the picnic site. The humidity drained us of energy as we failed to find the on in. Until we did. On On the hares.
Suspicions were aroused as Klipe having chosen the site scarpered faster than you can say down down.
GPS and Chips led a lively and novel quiz, despite the attentions of the Wolfman, and all ended (by my reckoning) in a resounding draw.
Kluless followed his traditional chuckins with some bum-charades. Special mention has to go to the amazing(?) Snoop Dog.
The night, the beachside, the company, was magical. One by one we went to sleep; most abandoning hot steamy collapsed tents to snuggle up al fresco in the sand. The wind whistled and the hash snored.
Thanks to everyone.

1166: Walking in a wellhead wonderland

2009-08-30T23:45:00.000Z

Hot to trot (myself) set a medium length hash over the hills and far away from civilisation, by "In & Out's" well GDI-4. There were three trails set in blue over soft sand and ankle punishing rocks. After the third trail was finished, most hashers headed in completely the wrong direction to find the ON-IN. About ten minutes of futile hunting meant that a bit of subtle hinting was required by the hare to send some scouts the right way. Even with the hints Doctor Justice, Morangie and Pegasus walked straight past it. Hashmaster VC bravely sacrificed his chance of being fist in by standing guard over the ON-IN after he found it. This left Jaws to race back to the camp to claim the honour of being first in. Some hashers reported seeing a ghostly apparition of a pink fairy running along side Jaws but that must have been a bit of heat stroke induced hallucination. Comments were given by Doctor Justice who was very complimentary considering that the hare sent him the wrong way to look for the second trail.

A few birthdays were announced, namely GPS for this week and Ceweed and In & Out for last week. They were treated to a down down. The spy was Coach who bucketed half of the male hashers. Myself for in revenge for last week, Ceweed for not telling anybody about his birthday, Tom for not having been bucketed before and a few others I can't remember at the moment.

Eid Camp coming soon.

On On until next week.

HTT

QWCH3s on tour at RWC

2009-08-20T14:17:00.010Z

Yes Railay West Coast, (Krabbi, Thailand) was host to numerous QWC hashers and several 'interesting' runs, trials and trails.

We first have to recount the 'Fishermen and Flowers' from the pool-bar down following winding trails of shells, flowerbaskets on poles all the while being refreshed with nature's juices from the hands of exotic beach maidens and waiters to a bamboo chapel where the circle, in dresses, hats, carnations and barefeet bore witness to the uniting of Bummer and Big Toe. ON ON the hashers cried. Some tears indeed were shed. Bride bloomed, bridesmaids and groom too. The spy ensured that Vomit's better half, Amy, got the bouquet, while Comet ended up with the order of the garter. It was great to see Pickle again, who got away with (the tallest) new shoes on the sand.

Later the same day, there was what seemed like an endless run on the free bar, and the energy youth and agility of some of the younger hashers came to the fore – Fartypants, Full Moon, Sideshow, Legolas, Pestasaurus and Rock grooved to the Crazy Foot Funk. Comments were a plenty with the groom holding forth, there was no bucket but a mask and snorkel for the wet arrivals. Allegedly Glaiket and Bubbley later vied for having the biggest bucket and remaining upright.

There was the jungle hill trail led by Razzermashaz, involving everyone getting chased by a very angry billy goat gruff. Winding up at a dead end, a dead nice end, though we didn't fancy the full wax before making our way on in through sea-water.

There was the Hash hash which started at skunk bar, kind of reclined and just descended from there on.

The author was babysitting the night of the notorious stags meet hens night 'stripping hash' so thankfully is unable to report on it beyond noting that two of our most stalwart spent the next day in bed. I'll let you figure who.

In a similar vein there were a number of hash crawls along the east coast, at which there were many on ons, checking ins and down downs. Certainly plenty of misdemeanours for the spies to punish.

There was the fireless bbq ocean run, where we accidentally deposited hashers on various desert Andaman islands. Nigel, Gus, Clive and Rocky shone the way home brightly until the treacherous slippery gang plank On In, which was safely negotiated.

There was a walk on water hash, first along a row of lie low sunbeds and finally unaided. Not much point bucketing the runners of that one.

Penultimately was the silver clips trail up a vertical mountain by fingertip run, Pickle starred; honourable mentions to Ole Thin(g?) Cole and Anxgus and the boys. Experienced hashers stood on the sidelines and offered encouragement. Sensibly.

Last was a torchlit journey to the centre of the earth, led by young Rock deep into the heart of the mountains, dodging bats, and glimpsing illusory lagoons.

Roll call of Hashers on Holiday not mentioned above include Mike, Graham, fathers of bride and groom their spouses Pat, Caroline, and Dessers: Tom, Morgan, Effie, Alex, Peter, Ben….

More could be added with those whose memories remain intact

1159 You make me smile and all the while......... love thy neighbour's wife

2009-07-13T18:11:00.006Z

Seaweed took us to Qatar's original airport, being restored to a rather Costa Del Sol appearance, though only camels flying down the runway today. There weren't hundreds of us, but what we lacked in quantity we made up for. Short, C said. It wasn't. It was hot and the sand was soft. And a long long time between trails it seemed. There were no falsies, but we came upon 3 dots. An ingenious novel (?) device: forking the run; you took your choice and either ended happily at 2 or the wrong option (checking back). There were scorpions in the reeds, a fox, plenty of snake (tracks), birds, lizards, and camels but still no sign of Klueless's Gnu (or was it a mousse?). The Devious Weed had us going round in those spiral formations he likes (and we don't!), but he did say there were 3 trails and there were. There were accusations of lost on-ins, but to me that was just the klipe kliping, especially as he struggled for unkind words to say about the run. Gump, the only one left standing really, came in first at last. The Lord said "Adversity is the first path to truth." We'd been through it, and Byron stepped up to the plate to administer the bucket of truth, which was like a see saw, one minute ruthlessly including us all, the next shining light of kindness and comapassion. In the end In and Out got another, but this week acceptable, soaking together with the guest hornblower for some rubbish reason. Another Byronism goes "Always laugh when you can" which is how we watched the sun go down.

These are the days the Hash family really does feel like a family.
Don't stay indoors next Sunday, come and join us, when, Mr Myself Himself will be guesting.

Happy Summer Everyone

on on.

(any resemblance to persons living or appearing to is purely intentional)

1158 The Rocky Horror Show

2009-07-06T18:16:00.003Z

In an obvious effort to undermine the wonderfully not devious, though deviant enough, masterwork of Hare Klipe, as is his wont, Rx took centre stage (greedily), the horn (rustily), came in first (ungraciously) toasted (haphazardly) spied (unwelcomedly) and cashed (furtively).
Waldo took us round the 'hospital side' of the hole in the wall; just south of Giacometi's head. And brought enough refreshments to float a flotilla. And the few hashers left, got commendably to the bottom. The moonwalker walked past and Buzz Aldridge (or was it Lightyear) gave us a wave. Jess got a bit damp for her flight and the CK family practised their grass skirts as Vanuatu beckoned. O No! n

1157 Auf Wiedersehen Pets

2009-06-28T16:34:00.005Z

Jessy Roberts took us out to our Jacques Klusseaus underwater launch spot and dragged us through (well marked I thought) soft sand up to our armpits - charming in 40 degrees heats and no Bummer in sight. Numbers were good, was it the food or the end of term that got us all out? Jaws hated it, and that was about the Baker's best compliment on the run. Not a hill in sight but I thought it was excellent! On On the hares!
Morangie was a surprising spy (I'd've banned him for a year for relinquishing the earlier opportunity), but he did well. First the 3 leavers were soaked to their underwear, and then given the chance to bucket the rest of the hash (3 buckets worth). The Doughnut Van man thought he had subtly escaped and so a 5th bucket, with the icy dregs of the cool box, were administered.
There were presentations, representations and tears as we fondly bade farewell to 2 of our most regular stalwarts - Piste Up and Gump, and the Baker who had once been "the most popular and nicest".
There were pizza, samosas. The sunset was gorgeous. It and the Dukhan Tigers made their way down and the people talked gently and everyone lived happily,,,, summertime and the living is easy.

1156

2009-06-22T19:04:00.000Z

More as it gets remembered.
Coach avoided the Penelope P'Up's bucket and snuck off on leave.
On On!

It was only a temporary memory loss

2009-06-16T06:58:00.002Z

This week Danny alias Jaws redeemed himself by remembering to set the trail. He even remembered where he had set it which was a bonus. Moderate length was mentioned and the girls blushed. Off we went over half of Khatiyah or so it seemed. The summer heat was getting to a lot of the hashers and there's more walkers than runners now,for a few more weeks until the mass exodus.Then we'll be down to minimum numbers. Trail 1 was a lengthy one and Trail 2 was bang on the correct length for this time of year as was Trail 3. The On-in was found by GPS and off he ran miraculously in the right direction back towards the cars. Gump tried his hardest to get close but again had to settle for second in. The "First in" toast was given by GPS and comments supplied by Gregory who was far too kind to the Hare. Spy for this week was Gump and he uncerimoniously dumped litres of water on Jaws for last weeks run, Mark Roberts for smirking, Clouseau for letting Jaws off last week when he was spy,Ceweed, Son of Rock, Sideshow,Bubbles for going on leave,Penelope Pisst up coz it's her 3rd last run, Fran for doing a cinderella and leaving her shoes at everybody's house, Byron for asking for another amber nectar at 3am and some of the kids for just being there. Next weeks trail will be set by Coach so be prepared. On on.

1154 Mr Al Zymer forgets to set trail

2009-06-08T05:46:00.005Z

Sundays Hash was a live one. Jaws forgot that he was supposed to set the trail. Something to do with the falling down stuff affecting the grey matter on Saturday morning. Mind you half the camp must have felt the same way as panadol sales went through the roof according to the sales staff at Marmars.
So to the tale of the trails. Being a Live Hash you took your chance picking up a slip of neatly folded paper from the Hash masters hat. Trails 1.2 & 3 were there alongside 2 falsies, 2 comments,the On In and the dreaded spy. There were also a lot of blanks and the kids faces told the truth about getting blanks.
GPS led the first trail and carried it for a reasonable length up a gentle slope to give us all a scenic view overlooking Khatiyah. Rocky threw in a falsie at this point and had a few of the youngsters following him like a modern day Pied piper. Fran took up the real trail 2 and ran the Hash along a Bund wall and onwards and upwards up another jebel. There were a few of the regulars breathing through the lower ends of their anatomy at this point. Sideshow the wee rascal ran the longest false trail 3 ever, with all the Hashers in tow, except Firecracker and Coach who were the hares for real trail 3.They stayed around the check-in for trail 2 smiling as Sideshow called false trail. The Hares called On on and the short trail 3 was on. Miss Disgrace was the On In and was extremely lenient to the runners and called it as she headed back to the cars. The hash has been lucky and has had few accidents while running over the rocky terrain, I think it's 2 in the last ten years Mark Roberts and Roy Hedges spring to mind but yesterday we had number 3. Rocky went head over heels on the run in being tripped up by Sideshow his daughter ! Minor scratches thankfully and no transfusion required.Bubbly had her first aid kit out and the nurses uniform on in a flash while she administered a bit of T.L.C. to Rocky's skint knee.
The first in toast was given by Clouseau, comments were given by Methesulah and Chip stealer and then the dreaded spy stepped up. Clouseau ! Well as soon as he stepped into the circle Coach and Morangie could take the Tee shirts off as they knew they were in for a soaking. No reason needed, Meths was soaked for critiscism and Gump got the bucket because he was in the Kids pool at the Kids Hash party. All the kids were soaked for spilling gallons of water from the pool over Clouseau's shoes at the party and the Hash master had his share of the bucket for slagging the spy off. On On until next weeks trail which is due to be set by Jaws. We will see if Al-Zymer shows up again!

The Long and Winding trail that leads to your.....

2009-06-04T10:50:00.006Z

Glenmorangie is world famous for it's smoothness,being the colour of gold and havind a pleasing after taste. This does not describe this hash or our Morangie. Our Morangie told porkie pies in telling us his 3 trails were shorter than last weeks Canton clans effort. Trail 1 was a long and winding trek through soft sand along pipelines and ending up miles away on the beach. It had the runners puffing and panting and the walkers muttering. Trails 2 & 3 were even longer and the walkers who attempted trail 1 only were at least 30 minutes back at the cars before the first of the runners could be seen as a wee dot away in the distance. Jaws and Gump were in the race to be first in and it was Jaws who overcame the desert sand and heat to have the honour of giving the "First In" toast. He was that knackered that he gave the speech while leaning on a 4 by 4 which was a bucketable offence. This was not missed by Rocky the " Spy ". He also bucketed Gump for racing, Morangie for telling fibs and for the long trails, GPS and Hash ash for non compliance of "World Non Smoking day", Mr Comet for handing the bugle over to a" non compusmentos" Hasher on the camp, Hot to trot for being the "Non compus" Hasher and Rob the Rigger for having the audacity to go on leave. With no football to go home to the hashers stayed long into the evening until the quench was no more and the sun had set. On on until next week.

Ta-Daaaaa

2009-05-26T04:57:00.000Z

Hello Hashers, just to let you know the trumpet has been returned to it's rightful owners after it's little trip to the QH3 in Doha. Tent packer helpfully picked it up while investigating the camp site and called In & Out to negotiate it's safe return in exchange for a case of beer.

1152:

2009-05-24T21:47:00.000Z

The few hashers who had not perished from sun stroke and dehydration on the camp at the weekend appeared in the golf club car park on Sunday afternoon. The Canton clan led us out the North gate to find their hash. There were several doubts about whether GPS would find the trail due to past experience but he led us straight to a circle with some red dots visible just on the edge. Unfortunately those red dots were not the trail we were to follow but some of Coach's from run 1146. Microphone led us off to a false start before we were called back to the real trail. It was a nice sandy course along pipelines, up hills and along pipelines before Rob the Rigger found the ON-IN.

In and Out was given the honour of being the spy before heading out again and duly bucketed his colleague Rob as well as Pastman Pat and Cluseau.

On On until next week.

HTT

1151: Survivor Run

2009-05-22T11:03:00.000Z

We were rudely awoken at around 6am as it was getting a bit warm. Microphone took the role of hashmaster and led us on a live hash. We had three fairly short trails and a short on-in. That's all I can really remember. If anybody wants to fill in the gaps then leave a comment please. Instructions on how to do that will follow in an email shortly.

On On!

HTT

1150: Zikreet Hash Camp 2.0

2009-05-21T23:55:00.000Z

After a bit of a false start with the trail setting involving communication problems, a bit of excavation using a Nissan X-Terra and a large loading shovel and some slings VC headed out to the desert with Klipe and a load of wood to set our hash camp trail. While Klipe wass arranging to remove the wood lorry from another sand trap, VC set a nice medium length trail across some hard packed ground, some very soft sand and a few jebels ending in a run down a nice slope and into the camp. Methuselah was the first in and reeled off the words as I am sure he has done dozens of times before. The spy was Rigger Rob who left me to recount the tale of the hash that never was before getting bucketed with some medium cold water for knocking over the very cold water I had provided.

Cluseau took the reigns of the barbecue, cooking up some chickens and whatever people provided. The blokes easily defeated the girls in quizmaster coach's hash quiz. We all had probably far too many refreshments and a bit of a sing-song by the fire before retiring to sleep in boiling tents.

On On!

HTT

1149: Klipe's textbook hash

2009-05-17T23:55:00.001Z

Klipe asked us all to come 15 minutes earlier to the golf club as he was taking us on a long journey to a seldom used hash site down towards Saudi. Once everybody had arrived we headed off out the main gate and on to the motorway. We passed Fahahil Main and kept on going, turning off down towards the sea to a spot next to a manifold.

VC did his introductions and welcome backs and passed the trumpet on to Klipe. The first trail was a nice long sprint down the road which got the runners safely out of the way and heading in completely the wrong direction at the end of the trail. Their enthusiasm led them off into the sandy hills nearer towards the sea where they would find no trails. The second trail was found by one of the walkers and doubled back almost parallel to the first leaving some of the runners with about a five minute run before they hit the soft sandy trail. The third trail was thankfully shorter than the first two and over some nicer terrain. Dr. Justice found the On-In but decided to wait before calling it so some of the slower lot could catch up. Pegasus forced his hand and called it for him, prompting Gregory and him to race towards the finish. First in was Gregory who gloated quite a bit before struggling a bit with the toast.

Comments were given by Penelope Pissed Up and VC. There was much ribbing of VC for his antics on Thursday night and then we were on to the spy. Postman Pat bucketed In & Out, Byron, Rigger Rob, Gump and Jaws for overtaking and misunderstandings.

On On until the camp on Thursday.

HTT

QWCHHH Hash Ball 2009

2009-05-14T18:30:00.002Z

The long awaited and intensely planned QWCHHH ball went amazingly smoothly with everybody having a great time by all reports.

The extended Haggerty clan used their Scottish night experience to organise the venue, the food, the drink and the barmen. Vomit Comet, Miss Grace and Hot to Trot lent a hand where they could with VC acting as MC until he fell in a heap and had to be escorted home. The winner of the drinking hash game goes to Bubbles who I think went round the course for both herself and Rocky.

Good food, great company and lots of refreshments.

Do we really have to wait another year to do it again.

On On!

HTT

1148: Fran's seaside stroll

2009-05-10T23:23:00.001Z

It was over past the desalination again for the hash this week. Fran Morgan and the twins set a lovely hash in blue which wove along pipelines, around trees and through the remains of an old Occidental camp site. There was a good range of terrain between soft sand and rocks. One of the twins led us all off trail before blaming it on his mum. The on-in was painted on the back of an abandoned boat with a long on-in along the shore. Well set Fran and kids, we will look forward to your next hash.

First in was Penelope Pissed Up. Good cop comments came from Tony and bad cop comments came from Rocky.

Neil Scott was named Beam Me Up.

Spy was Methuselah who bucketed myself, Dr. Justice, Postman Pat and Vomit Comet.

On On the hares, the commenters and the spy.

1147: Jasmine in my mind

2009-05-03T22:00:00.000Z

As predicted by HM Vomit Comit before the run we were treated to another seaside hash by Ceweed. The salt water running through his veins told him that there would be a nice cooling breeze blowing along the West coast of Zikreet bay on Sunday so he set it just North of the Army training base.

There was another arithmetical challenge for us too. 3 true trails, some falsies and a total of 12 dots at the end of them. The trails were of a medium length over fairly uninspiring terrain and ground that proved a bit difficult for our more senior hasher's ankles. The hare was forced to mark a new ON-IN in the sand as nobody was going anywhere near the real one. We all made it back alive and well with Cluseau in the lead.

The following hashers were named.

Tabitha - Hee Haw
Lynne Scott - Quine
Rhea Scott - Hasher Montana
Lana Scott - Lana Banana

The spy for the week revealed themself as Klipe. He trawled his long memory and found an excuse to bucket Vomit Comet, Jaws, Ceweed. Pestasaurus and Legolas got a special drenching for refusing to enter the circle at the beginning.

Loads of t-shirts and stubby holders were sold and we are down to the last few of some stubby holder colours. Get them while you can.

Only a week and a half until the Hash ball.

On On

Hot To Trot (Soon to be re-named)

1146: Hot! Hot! Hot!

2009-04-26T17:56:00.000Z

The hares decided that we all had been very bad over the cooler months and decided to take us to the depths of hades and make us run around. It was around 40 Deg C when we ran Coach and Firecracker's trail towards the sea from Khatiyah North. There were four medium length trails which had everybody puffing and panting. The ON-IN had been painted on especially for coach by his little underground friends in a crack in the rocks.

Unfortunately we lost a hasher on the trail to heat stroke but she was whisked to the medical centre by Vomit Comet and Bubbly where she was given loads of salty water and will hopefully be better soon. Everybody make sure that they properly hydrate themselves before coming out on the hash in this weather.

Comments were given by Cluseau who did not pass up on the opportunity to rip into Coach and Firecracker for setting a long trail on a hot day. Although in his defence, the hot weather has snuck up on us this year. The spy was Penelope Pissed-Up who bucketed Ceweed, Byron, Demion, Simon Hose and GPS for crimes against fashion.

Ceweed volunteered to set next week's hash.

On On until next week.

Hot-To-Trot

1145 Forest on The trail of the Lonesome Pine

2009-04-21T05:44:00.005Z

This weeks Trail was set by Hot To Trot and he took us up towards Khatiyah North. With not a tree in sight the poor dogs didn't have a leg to lift. 3 trails of what was described as a moderate length was a lot longer than moderate. Ask any of the girls what a moderate length is and see what they tell you ! Over rocks and jebels the Hashers hashed. Soon the field was as spread out as you could get and Gump, Jaws and Rocky must have covered miles searching for Trail 2. This blogger is sure that they were on their own wee mission to find the elusive tree.This would solve Hash slash's need to pee on every tyre on everybody's four by four.
Trail 2 took us along a pipeline and up another jebel even further away from the cars. This was the trail that got some of the girls moaning about length again.
Trail 3 was found close by the check-in for number 2 and took us along a rocky ridge with some of the youngsters off and running with not a thought to the razor sharp rocks whereas the elder members had their eyes glued to the terrain. Again Gump set off on the search for the On in and he like the rest of us must have walked over it. Lisa "Ooo ah Cantona ' on stumbling over it took off like a scared rabbit and that is the quickest sprint in we've had in a wee while. Mind you she started the run in on a downward incline and the momentum she initially gained would have given Mr Bolt a run for his money.
First in toast was given nearly word perfect by Ooo ah Cantona and Hash comments were given by Alistair Justice. He was lenient to the Hare and spared him a right good slagging. Mr Ceeweed was this weeks spy and he bucketed Hot to Trot, Jaws, Simon, Mr Comet and Byron for various reasons non of which we can print.
The Tickets are going fast for the Hash Ball so get your names down for a good night. On on.

1144: Windy Easter Live Hash

2009-04-12T22:59:00.000Z

I was supposed to set the hash this week but for some reason I failed to access the correct sector of the hard disk in my head and forgot. So the Easter Sunday hash run was a live hash.

19 humans + 1 dog braved the elements, each taking a slip of paper and performing their respective roles. There were four trails and 3 false trails before Ceweed called the ON-IN. Cluseau was pipped to the post by young Son Of Rock. Comments were made by GPS and the spy was Cluseau. He passed up a completely legitimate reason to bucket me and decided to keep all of the water for coach for abuse of power.

Easter eggs were distributed to the kids and we all had a beverage and a blether.

Just as well we were given the option to have a short-ish run as there was a howling gale and it was threatening to rain. It looked for a moment that we would get horizontal rain and make me homesick for Shetland but it held off until we were on our way home.

Hash ball tickets to be distributed next week. Final call for hashers to sign up to the ball before it is opened up to non hashers will be next Sunday.

On On

HTT

1143: 4T + 2FT = 14D

2009-04-05T22:07:00.000Z

Ceweed took us out the main gate toward's Fahahil and down to the coastguard's station for a bit of a test in arithmatic. He told us that there were 14 dots at the end of the trails and there were 4 true trails. The trails turned out to be quite long and winding, doubling back on themselves to allow shortcuts by the walkers and the hare. The second trail turned into a loop at the end which made a few people quite dizzy. Jaws raced to the finnish after seeing the On-In painted on an old matress. Comments were given by myself (HTT) and the spy was Neil Scott who was not guilty of age descrimination. He bucketed hashers young and old. Gump almost joined us for liquid refreshment but got lost among the pipelines on his way back from the Jaleha shutdown.

Sales of stubby holders are brisk. Stocks are limited to 10,000 so hurry while they last.

Only 5 more weeks until the Hash Ball on 14th May.

On On until next Sunday

Hot To Trot

1142: Horse of the Apocalypse

2009-03-29T22:44:00.001Z

In Greek legend it is said that Pegasus carried lightning bolts for Zeus. Fortunately for us she kept them in her saddle bags during her 666th run. Pegasus and Methuselah set a nice long-ish run across at beach 7 between the sailing club and the desalination plant. There were three trails set out in a fairly predictable circular pattern across some good flat running terrain. First in was myself, closely followed by Dr. Justice and a Geordie Farie.

There were approximately 4,872 namings done as follows.

Lisa Canton : Ooh Ah Cantona
Lucia : Dolphin
Oscar : Microphone
Ella : Chip Stealer
Kirsty : Bossy Knickers
Jody : Little Bibbles Did It

The recently named Funky celebrated her 100th run for which her mum Bubbles downed a can of beer. Pegasus was presented with a certificate and a photo to celebrate her 666th run and also joined in the down down at a slightly slower pace.

The spy was Bubbles who bucketed various people for not wearing red, Dave Baker for being too happy and a couple of kids for being too noisy.

We all adjourned to the sailing club where there was finger food a plenty and some more refreshment provided.

Congratulations Pegasus and hope you hang around to reach 700.

On On

Hot To Trot

1141: Exfoliation

2009-03-22T18:44:00.007Z

Bubbles and Viva Le Pink took us out to Zikreet bay for a good sand blasting this week. The shamal was raging all around the brave hashers who were blasted with a mixture of sand, salt and seawater as they made their way along the trails. There were four trails of a medium length which formed a roughly circular route. The hares waited until the runners were miles away before calling it so they had to come all the way back past the cars and then run into the finish.

The cars were corraled around to protect from the elements and horizontally flying seabirds while the formalities were observed. First in was young Oscar Canton who said the toast excellently even though his sister kept interrupting. Comments were given by Morangie who compained about the wind and the sand and the length but agreed that it was a well marked and nice course for the better day it was set in.

The spy was Rigger Rob who, in his Canadian drawl regaled us with tales of crimes against the spirit of hashberdashery, navigational errors and fashion faux pas. Myself, GPS, Jaws and Vomit Comet were all treated to a soaking with icy water for our transgressions.

On On! HTT

Thanks Rocky for the photos and the comments.

Brilliant Super Fantastic Lovely

windy dusty long

Welcome STUART and WENDY welcome Fowlers Guests and welcome several back not least Magnus and Tabs.

It was a gorgeous spring day by the beach. Pinks said 'Just think, wouldn't it be awful if the sand stormed'. B just bubbled.

VC took one look, doubled back and left his flock to the elements for half an hour while he summoned the courage to return.

By which time even GPS had managed to find the spot.

Next week Peggy shows her devilish side,
666 and grub

1140: The Naming of the few

2009-03-15T22:15:00.000Z

Absolute stunning conditions weather wise. This was going to be a busy Hash with several of the crew getting their Hash names so there was a lot to think about as you set off after the Hare for trail 1.There were 5 trails set by Mr Comet and Miss Disgrace and being from the school set about teaching us all a lesson in how to run over razor sharp rocks and deep soft sand. Ones glutemous maximus got a good work out that's for sure running in the soft stuff. Where was Bummer, Razamashaz and Glaiket ? They all love the butt exercise. The tracking skills from some of the Hashers were in evidence as the hares left footprints over the soft stuff. Rob the rigger being a bit of a trapper from Canada was first to set off in the general direction for trail 2 but either his sense of direction or the fact that he's never caught anything while out hunting meant that he missed the trail markings by a few hundreds of metres. While we were searching for trail 3 Coach actually found and ran the last 2 trails on his own after discovering trail 4,completely missing trail 3 and then finding trail 5 really quickly. He was looking for the On in when the rest of the crew were on trail 4. Blind as a bat springs to mind as the On in was found by Sideshow and Chelsea Bun where Gump, Coach ,Meths and Pegasus must have ran over it without seeing it. Was it there in the first place? Or did Miss Disgrace have it hidden up her Tee shirt? Mmmmm. One to ponder over. With all the Hashers back in one piece and in the Circle the" first in toast " was made by the two girls and in stereo. Comments were made by Pegasus and she was far too lenient on the Hares. Then we had the Down Downs for 50 runs for Postman Pat and Penelope Pisstup and then the naming of the few. Young Anya was named " Funky", Karen got " Viva in Pink " Marina was nominated to receive something in Spanish Dante Balde which meant something important, but being the Hash her new Hash name is Bald Aunty. Cruel rascals the lot of them. Del Boy was up last for his new moniker and His Missus Lisa lovingly wanted to call him "Big Fellow" and she blushed when we all enquired why. Mind you we couldn't tell if Del was Blushing because of the tan but he had a somewhat proud look about him after his Missus had said that. Ghandi, Gunga Din and Tea boy were all thrown into the circle but it was his lack of direction that got him G.P.S. Apparently Del can get lost going from his Living room sofa to his TV. The Spy was Coach and he bucketed young Hang about and Llana Scott for misbehaving during the speeches. Morangie for the pirate moustache and his little beard, Clouseau for mistreating the creatures of the world, Klipe as a welcome back, Lisa for suggesting " Big Fellow "and to cool her "amour" and Penelope Pisstup for the hell of it. Next weeks Blog will be composed by Rocky as I am off on my Jollies for a couple of weeks. On On.

1139: The Rocky road to Dublin

2009-03-08T22:54:00.000Z

The numbers were up from the previous week due to the beautiful weather and our Hares for this week were the Morgan & Canton clans. So off we drove past the Sailing club along past the Sheiks palace and along the coast track to the QP picnic site. There were easier ways to get there but the Hares wanted to test all the four by fours and shake us all down to our socks. 3 Trails marked in orange and frugally marked as well. In these days of credit crunches and teaching your kids not to be wasteful there was not a drop of paint left from the one can our hares used. Micro dots of paint to show us the way and they were an eyesight test for our elder hashers.
For the time of year the trails were a good length and once your eyes became accustomed to the markings it was enjoyable watching Jaws leading all the kids down trail 3. (A modern day Pied piper) First in was Postman Pat & comments were made by Dave Baker and secondary ones by Danny Clarke. The spies for the day were one of Dels clan and one of Danny's ( The girls names escape me for the moment ( Ella and Christina ? ) and will no doubt be a bucket in the near future for yours truly ) and the girls buckleted their dads for being dad, Miss Disgrace for pinching juice from the Kids quench,Mr Comet and Gump for just being there, Hangabout coz they think he's cute and Penelope Pisst up because she's a teacher !
The Hashmaster informed the Hash that there is a Ball coming up on the 14th May and that this is a Formal Dance and not a raffle of someones unmentionable. There will be further circulars about it in the forthcoming weeks ahead. On On

1138: Thunderbolts and Lightning Very,very frightening

2009-03-01T22:40:00.000Z

It was a rainy day in Greendale and only a few mad Hashers gathered for a soaking. Thunder and lightning all around us and we mad souls were set for a live Hash.What some folk will endure for a drink from the Quench's box of amber nectar. Mr Comet explained all about live Hashes to those of us who hadn't done one before ( Mainly the kids) and proceeded to produce the required pieces of paper with things like Hare 1 , Hare 2 etc written on them. The Hashers were then asked to pick one piece of paper each and keep it secret. Some of the kids were brilliant at keeping it a secret except Ben. We all knew he was Hare 3. So we began following one of the youngsters Cara for trail 1 and being a good girl kept the run down to about 1km. The rain started pelting down but did it dampen our enthusiasm? Not a chance. Dave set off on trail 2 after Coach and Penelope Pisst up led the Hashers on a couple of falsies. The On In was Ceeweed and he called it after Coach had summoned the runners with a Ni No shout and a waving of the arms a distance away in the desert.Postman Pat and Fran and a few of the hard of understanding ran towards the man who had to explain the folly of their ways. What the girls uttered was unprintable ! First in was Clouseau who wore sailing shoes and splashed in every puddle on the way back to the cars. Comments were made by Del, and Lo and behold the Spy was the coach. He bucketed Ben and Oscar for unruly behaviour during the comments, Postman Pat for the Non purchasing of Strawberry Cheesecake ice cream from Baskin Robbins and Clouseau for getting the number of the runs wrong again. The rain kept off long enough for Fran to take a few more snaps from Simon's camera and the Hardy lot a few more amber nectars. On On

1137: Ankle Breaker

2009-02-22T19:55:00.000Z

Gump and myself took the hash to a location which was new to most hashers out by the new hospital. Instead of heading towards Zikreet and back past the hospital we decided to take a more interesting route along the service road parallell to the highway and through the tunnel under it.

Here are some words of wisdom about the run by Coach...

We eventually arrived at the Hash site after negotiating our way parallel to the new road and then through a culvert up into the Jebels beside the new Hospital.
The Hot to trot and Gump combination didn't let us down.Their last Hash for some weeks as the pair of them are learning to Wind surf.Anyway we have come to expect a long run from the pair of them and boy were we not disappointed. The trails were twisty, turny , up and down Jebels and lengthy. The softer option trail in black was followed by our younger Hashers and some of our elder ones. The runners amongst the lot of us actually enjoyed it. Masochists! If the Hospital had been open we would have had one of our Hashers ( Mark ) make a quick call in. He tripped over his own feet on Trail number one and cut his knee. Shame ! His Missus was there to offer some comfort, but being the macho type he just wiped the blood off and got on with it. What a hero.
The On In was found by Coach again, that's 2 weeks on the trot and was hidden in between both trails ,the Black and the Blue. By the time we all got back in there were a few mutters of "shoot the pair of them " for the length of the run and others singing the Hares praises.You just can't win when you're the Hare. Comments were given by Miss Disgrace and she was more than lenient and the Spy was Jaws ( Vengeful sod ) He bucketed Morangie, Gump and Hot to trot just for spite.
With the wind starting to blow and the temp dropping, the winter Jackets came out to warm the girls up and Glen. We were all invited back to Gumps House cooling party, for some more amber nectar, shots of Honey brandy and some chicken. What an end to a good day. On On.

Coach has kindly agreed to do the blogging for the next 5 weeks as I will be away.

New T-Shirts should be arriving during the week so bring some extra cash next Sunday.

On On

HTT

1136: South American Leopard Spotted very close to Arizona Town

2009-02-15T19:55:00.002Z

Jaws and family assisted by Del, Lisa and extended family set the hash this week in a rarely used location out by Zikreet. Instead of turning right towards the hole in the wall area we went off the beaten track through some soft sand and dry sabka to get to a sandy lunar like lanscape near to Zikreet beach. There was some concern about parking on this soft sand but we did not lose any cars to the desert. We set off to the West around a long well marked first trail. The three false trails were all found and run by various suckers. The two remaining real trails were not as well marked as the first with small dots spaced very far apart. The ON-IN took ages to find as you could only see the cars if you were 8 feet tall.

Coach was first in, probably due to some inside information from a hare or two.

Dave Baker gave some unnecessarily complimentary comments. I was the spy, choosing to bucket Jaws for overtaking, Gump for no reason at all, Dave Baker for asking confusing questions about cars and Rocky for brutal bucketing the other week. Del started to laugh as he had managed to avoid the circle so he had to be dragged into the middle for his share of the slowly poured water.

The kids then ran off and got stuck on top of a Jebel.

ON ON until next week.

HTT

1135: VC asked Glaikit for a Double Entendre and.....

2009-02-08T22:55:00.002Z

This week's hash was set by the Morgan clan with assistance by Marc, Lara and Jesse Roberts. We started the circle a few yards from the beach on a flat plain out the North gate which security helpfully reminded was right next to a gas pipeline. "BEWARE OF ANIMALS AND PIPELINES" they can sometimes be jumped by a white landcruiser but only those with the anti gravity pack fitted.

There were four trails and a few falsies. Nice sandy ground for following hare footprints. It was a good length across some flat terrain and well marked in green.

First in was Morangie and comments were given by Glaiket. She liked the run, saying that it was a bit hard and a good length. A lot of people found this funny for some reason which I failed to understand. Must be some school joke.

Rocky took the opportunity to bucket everybody this week for overtaking. A good a reason as any I suppose.

There was a lovely sunset as we demolished the last of the leftover Cailidh alcohol supplies.

On On until next week.

HTT

1134: I Spy an unpopular hasher.

2009-02-01T18:59:00.000Z

Coach and Firecracker set a devious hash which they knew would not require much movement for them on the big day. The first and second trails formed one big loop out and back to the cars then it was the same in the other direction before finding the On-In on top of a pile of rocks next to the cars. Coach just stood by the cars blowing the horn every now and again and doing an impression of Muttley while we all huffed and puffed around the course. First in was Gump the birthday boy who blessed all of the relevant people.

Son of Rock and Sideshow celebrated milestones and were rewarded with a certificate and a down-down along with Gump the birthday boy.

Then it was on to the Del Canton this week's spy. There was a bit of revenge involved as he had been brutally bucketed by his wife Lisa a couple of weeks ago. Most of the male members of the circle were soaked for overtaking. A bit of an unimaginative reason but it worked all the same.

Most of the hash retired to celebrate a bit more at Gump's place where there was more beer and a bit of food.

On On until next week.

HTT

1133: Scotts and the Fran-park-it

2009-01-25T18:58:00.000Z

The Scott family set the hash near some familiar ground by the hole in the wall. They led us over some pretty soft sand which one smaller 4X4 in particular struggled with.

There was a very good turnout this week with around 40 people in the circle. Hashmaster VC handed the trumpet across to ..... and we all headed off across some soft sand following the blue trail and Bobby the dog who was in a matching jumper. The first trail went from soft sand to rocky ground, ending just a few yards before the second one started. Jaws headed off into the distance as the rest of the pack followed from a distance. The third trail was more of the same, ending near a nice lunar-esque jebel formation. The On-In was written on a piece of cardboard just below a drop and a steep sandy bank which some of the more adventurous hashers quickly strode down. First in was Jaws, cosely followed by Cluseau.

The spy this week was Cluseau and with a theatrical performance unlike any Maths teacher I have met he proceeded to bucket Coach for abuse of power, VC for allowing the abuse of power, Jaws for overtaking and Mark just for the hell of it.

We all participated in the traditional push the 4x4 out of the sand dune competition, leaving Fran free to choose a suitable spot to get stuck again.

The much anticipated camping equipment raffle was drawn, with prizes going to Roger Keen, Dave Fowler and Simon Weight.

Morangie narrowly avoided getting flat feet in the second round of push the 4x4 out of the sand dune and we headed on our way back across the desert to Dukhan.

On On!

HTT

1132: A Good Walk Spoiled

2009-01-18T19:55:00.002Z

The hare for the week was Ceweed and he set a nice twisty turny hash which confused some of the less spatially aware of us who chose just to straight line the course, following the leaders in roughly the right direction. He chose a location not used for a long time with a nice view of the sea and the golf course.

There was a controversial choice of Spy as she had not been named or bucketed in the past. Lisa Canton picked on myself, her poor husband and Jaws for a mixture of spite and whim.

Rocky was belatedly presented with a framed picture for his 400th run back in June and

Vomit Comet lived up to his name, his trampoline stomach not able to cope with the down down for his 50th run. Myself and Gump managed to keep down the amber nectar though and celebrated our 50th in style.

As the sun set over Saudi on the horizon we all enjoyed a few beers, some nibbles and some good company.

On On!

HTT

1131: 2(Dave+Paint) = 3(Trails+Soft Sand)

2009-01-11T21:32:00.003Z

It was a rare overcast afternoon as we set off from Dukhan Golf Club. Shafts of sunlight were making thier way through the clouds in a lovely pattern. The hares for the week, Dave Baker and our commander in chief Vomit Comet led us across the bridge towards Arab-D then turned off to the left taking us through some powdery sand which significantly reduced visibility and made driving quite interesting.

There was a huge turnout compared to recent weeks as all of the teachers had made it back to Dukhan envigorated by their festive holidays and ready to impart the gift of knowledge to the little people of the town.

Dave grasped the trumpet firmly and led us off into the desert. The first trail was a gruelling ascent up a sandy slope which saw all but the hardiest hashers walking and wheezing up to the top. Then it was off down a rocky slope and along a pipeline for the second trail. The third was a longer twisty turny one over hard packed rocks and a bit of sand. The on-in was found by Morangie on a hillock near the cars. He gave us all a good chance to catch up to him before sprinting back to the cars but none were able to catch the fleet footed Glen.

Alex commented rather uncharitably on the hare's work this week, compaining about the distance and the terrain. Maybe she should be nominated to set one in the near future.

Pegasus put the fear into all of the little children by making them come into the circle for a bucketing before accidentally spilling all of the water on the ground. A narrow escape for the kids but I am sure one of the teachers will have their revenge soon.

The hashmaster then got around the most important issue of the day, Methusela's 800th run. The Octocentarian accepted his photographic momento and gave us all a rousing speech on the merits of hashing. Everybody enjoyed refreshments and nibbles provided for the occasion. The rain put in a timely appearance just as the last hashers were leaving the site.

See you next week for a Ceweed special hash.

On On!

Hot To Trot.

1130: Happy New Year, Hashers!!!

2009-01-04T22:46:00.000Z

Comment from Guest Blogger Gump

Well 2009 got off to a flyer with a run set by Hang About and his Mam (Marine). Both of them, ably supervised by Bubbly.

The weather, unfortunately, was not as brilliant as the run itself. There was a cold wind blowing through the circle as we gathered for the 1st run of the new year and brass monkeys could been seen, apparently looking for body appendages, in the nearby gebbils!!!!

"3 trails, all in red and no falsies" and we were off!!! Terrain was mixed. Some soft, some hard. Course was well marked. And Hang About was more than able on the bugle!!!

Bubbly made one of those rare appearances on the course that would normally have alerted us to the fact that she was up to something. But this time she wasn't!!! Everyone thought she had the On In down her pants but she didn't. We were just too blind to see it, especially Dr Justice!!!! Who apparently was on top of it but still failed to see it - too much yuletide refreshment still coursing through his body??!!!!

So to the after-run circle.

Young Oscar was First In (has there been a younger one?? - answers on a postcard please, old Hashers!!!!) and made the toast admirably.

Talking of Old Hashers ..... it was announced that Methusula is fast approaching his 800th run, an ambition he's had since his 5th birthday, apparently!!! No one knows for sure if it's next week or the week after, so come to both runs, just in case you miss out on the party!!!!

So on to the Spy!!!

C Weed had forgotten to remember that he had been nominated by Coach (acting Hash Master). So, Coach tried to influence the chemically-abused C Weed in to bucketing both the returning Hash Master and Hash Cash. For his troubles, Coach did manage to persuade C Weed to bucket Vomit Comet but in doing so got the bucket himself!!! The other bucketees were young Rock, receiving an early 9th birthday present, and Pestasaurus, just for the sheer hell of it!!!!

There ended the formalities and the cue for everyone to don hats, scarves, warm tops and gloves to keep out the chilly wind while we enjoyed the delights of the Hash Quench's box!!

When we could stand the cold no longer we all headed home. Some of us to officially count the number of runs Methusula has actually done, the rest of us to continue enjoying the company of Mr Tiger!!! While with Mr Tiger, we tried to count Methusula's runs but ran out of fingers and toes at 140 (that included 20 of Magnus's!!!). Hopefully, the others had more success ....... !!!!

On On.

Gump

1129: Old Coulston Hash House Harriers World Tour 2008

2008-12-28T22:26:00.002Z

Methuselah, Pegasus and Neice Katie set a nice medium length hash out the North gate next to the sea and some very territorial arctic terns. It was a small group as most of the teachers and a few Engineers were still away freezing themselves in the lands to the North. The terrain was mainly flat and a bit sandy but nice and long. Not much paint was used but luckily the soft sand left a nice trail of footprints to follow. First in was Scott Haggarty who got through the most of the right words with a little help from Paw. Rocky bucketed Coach, Scott and Myself for no reson but spite.

Methuselah who is a big fan of Maguyver fashioned a makeshift cup out of a water bottle for his thirsty wife and we all had a well earned drink as the sun set.

Entertainment was provided by Firecracker who took just about every wrong route out of the site before giving up and coming back for directions. Looks like you should have got a GPS for the Volvo Coach.

On On

HTT

1128: Hashmas

2008-12-21T22:44:00.000Z

Although astronomers have recently placed the birthday of JC at 17th June by identifying the star of Bethlehem (Conjunction of Venus and Jupiter) the Dukhan Hash decided to keep with tradition and celebrate Hashmas on the last Sunday before the 25th of December.

Coach set a sort of seasonal blue and green trail on the only unpainted ground around the Hashmas site. There were three short trails over fairly flat ground so we could get back quickly to enjoy the beer and singing. Most of the hash managed to be miles away from the On-In though as the hare had marked it near the middle of the last trail. I only made it in first as I was counting on Coaches devious streak emerging.

Neil Scott chose myself as a bucketing candidate although he could not come up with a reason. Frank also was soaked for interrupting the hash circle with a phone call and not wearing a hash T-Shirt.

Everybody huddled round the fire in the chilly desert and sung traditional and hashified carols.

Thanks to everybody who provided food, fire and lighting. The Chili was excellent.

On On.

Hot To Trot

1127: "Worst Hash Ever!" (Klipe)

2008-12-14T22:16:00.000Z

Hot to Trot and Gump set the longest Hash run in living memory and had even Methusala groaning about the rocky terrain. Up and down jebels with the agility of a 3 legged goat half the Hash mumped and moaned as they persevered along the trails.It was a shame that there were few runners for such a lengthy Hash with no usual second trail for the older members. It was agreed that the area picked was a wonderful area for the Hash and will no doubt be used again. The trails were well marked and scenic, in fact it covered half of the Fahahil area.Coach thought that it was the first Hash he'd been on that started on Sunday and was destined to finish on the Monday. Comments were given by Pegasus and she was kind to the Hares. Klipe was the second comment and got ripped right into our pair of Hares for leading us up dangerous rocky surfaces and forcing several of the older ones to slip and slide down more rocky screes..Fast Ed was the Buck-a-teer and soaked Hot to trot and Gump for the trail and Rob for departing for Vancouver snow. The circle enjoyed the usual refreshments and plans were made for the forthcoming " Hashmas " On on.

Coach

1126: Khatiyah North Human Racing Circuit

2008-12-07T19:07:00.000Z

It was a lovely sunny day at the Khatiyah North human racing circuit. Although the number of humans participating was small, there was a good turnout of camel spectators. Snacks of bush and shrub were readily available as the camels watched humans of various shapes and sizes run around in circles for aparently no discernable reason. They went up and down sandy slopes and across large flat plains shouting things like "on-on" and "checking in". One skinny human in yellow paid little attention to the course and just ran around lots while one four legged racer was more interested in the spectators than the race.

Razamashaz set a nice human hash race which she un-necessarily apologised for at the start. Nice use of a dual colour course to make it more interesting. Unconventionally, the hare was also the spy. She bucketed Cluseau for going on holiday, Hang-About for hanging about and myself for forgetting the hash books.

Good turnout for a holiday period. On On the harespy, coach the temporary hashmaster and quench.

1125: Nothashmas

2008-11-30T22:12:00.001Z

Several educators and educatees feel that Qatar is not the place to be during the festive season. It was therefore necessary to organise a sort of early Hashmas for those heading away to celebrate Christmas and New Year with family & friends.

Everyone gathered as normal in the car park outside the golf club at 3:30pm. Coach made a brief appearance in his shiny new Volvo before remembering that the oven was on.

VC and Tony set a nice long hash in festive green and red which managed to distinguish it from any remaining marks from recent hashes around that area. There was plenty of soft sand to keep bummer happy, finishing by crossing a long stony plain with the festive On-In in plain sight of the cars. Good first attempt Tony, hopefully to be repeated soon.

Rigger Jim showered the kids with sweets after threatening them with the bucket. Then came the real bucket where HTT was punished for his objections to Xmas carols along with the snotty nosed Del and Penelope Pissed-Up.

Mulled Wine, Hot Chocolate and lots of food were brought along by the more organised of us. Firewood was provided by the sadly absent Klipe. Carols were sung, accompanied by Doctor Justice on the trumpet. There was a special appearance by Valerie Bloom who's rendition of Pinda Cake with actions was well received. http://www.nationalgallery.org.uk/education/articulate/projects/vb/bloom2/bloom2_transcript.html

A big thanks to everybody who helped to organise the Nothashmas. Good practice for the real thing on the Sunday before Xmas.

On On! (HTT)

1123: Postman Pat & Miss Grace's Environmentally Friendly Hash

2008-11-16T22:45:00.000Z

Making the best possible use of spray paint and ensuring that we all had an interesting, if familiar run around the desert, Postman Pat and Miss Grace decided to set this week's hash South along the shore from Dukhan right next to a hash set by Del a few weeks ago. Postman Pat used her excellant geographical skills to lead us on a long-ish route across soft sand and stones, doubling back for the third trail almost on top of the first which had been previously obscured. The On-In was hidden on a piece of wood between some rocks, leaving a nice straight run for the cars. Adam kept pace with HTT (Myself) all the way back to the cars but Cluseau nearly snatched the first in spot from us at the last minute. Adam had his revenge though and bucketed all of his now ex-friends from school. Not a wise move if you want to get a good hash name next week.

On On!

1122: Ceweed's Patented Juction Technique

2008-11-09T11:47:00.000Z

As the convoy of expectant hashers followed Ceweed out of the North Gate and into the wilds of Ras Dukhan a few were wondering if Ceweed's memory and navigation skills were holding up or whether his trusty guide dog Ellie would find the right way to this weeks hash site. But man and dog and Santa Fe found the true path and led us all on a nice hash overlooking the bay of Zikreet with some Flamingos in the distance. A technique Ceweed learned while fighting in the Spanish Civil war came into play on this hash, giving hashers the choice of two paths, one true, one false with a distinctive junction marker in the sand. The On-In was positioned under a pipe bridge unexpectedly near the cars as some of the runners were quite far away by the time it was found.

Sweets were presented to the lucky winners of the best Guy competition and children were spotted sharing crisps. Those labels on the bags must be working.

On! On!

1121 - Bononfire Night 2008

2008-11-06T15:30:00.000Z

Coach set a longer than usual hash with 3 (not 5) tristy turny trails and an ON-IN which needed a few hints to find. There was a bit of a race for the finish, with Glaiket narrowly beating myself to the job of toasting the usual dignitaries.

Methusela was chosen to be spy, using this opportunity to bucket Jaws, E.T. and Gump. There was a bit of a miscarriage of justice in the case of Gump as the person who almost beat Glaiket in should have been in his place. We will have to get the stick figure from Cold Case in to sort it all out.

In a nice natural amphitheatre, a failed terrorist attack was commemorated. Effigies of Guido Fawkes created by hashers young and old were set alight while Jaws and Cluseau risked third degree burns to take group hash photos. Limited edition (Still some left) T-Shirts were sold with a special bononfire night design. There were sparklers for the kids and refreshments for the adults. An excellent time was had by all while unbeknownst to most, the ghost of Guido Fawkes was hiding behind a jebel, plotting to blow up the barbecue.

Thanks to everybody for organising a brillian night, especially Klipe for the wood, the kids for the guys, Coach for being hare and everybody who brought food.

On On everybody.

1120: Gregory's Gusty Gallavant

2008-11-02T23:00:00.000Z

A new-ish hasher tried his hand at setting the trail this week. Gregory took us out by the back of Arab-D to a seldom used location. As the seasons are changing, there was a bit of a wind which made it hard to hear the calls or the bugle. We all made it around in the end, taking in a lot of soft sand and some rocky terrain which must have pleased the ex hashmaster of the same name.

Glen was a bit sneaky in his spying, picking out most of the girls for offences against the hash before changing his mind and bucketing all of the men.

A few beers were had by the light of Arab-D's flares which were burning more fiercly than usual.

Our illustrious hashmaster will be celebrating Bonfire night in the clubs of Beirut but Coach has graciously stepped in to take over his duties.

We are sure to have a large gathering of hashers at the Bonfire Night run to celebrate the demise of the traitor Guido Fawkes 402 years ago. A few effigies of him will be ritually burned on Thursday night.

On On

HTT

1119: Sideshow's Scramble and Sand Trail

2008-10-26T20:48:00.000Z

Sideshow and Bummer set a torturous route out the back of Khatiyah Main across ankle breaking rocks, up and down 45 degree rocky slopes and along the sides of sandy hills. This did not phase Cluseau who charged ahead, coming in first and for a change getting both the number and the words right. Pestasaurus made him pay for his speed though and gave him and most of the other teachers a well deserved bucketing.

Methusela's comprehensive range of camping gear was showcased from the back of Vomit Comet's pickup. Some lucky people will win all in the upcoming raffle so bring lots of money to buy tickets.

Darkness fell on us rather quickly so it was decided to start next week's hash at 3:30pm.

A new hash email address just for photos has been created. It is photos.dukhanhash@gmail.com. So send in all your hash photos and they will be displayed on the blog.

On On

Hashblogger.

1118: The Grand Old Duke of York

2008-10-19T19:57:00.000Z

He had about 40 hashers, he ran them up to the top of the hill, and he ran them down again.

Del's first attempt at setting a hash was a great success after the locationally challenged hares got their bearings. The trails started off rocky, went sandy, had a huge false trail and then headed off down the beach. The mobile ON-IN had to be brought closer to the cars as the light dimmed and Pestasaurus dashed back to be first in. Good to see new hashers volunteering to set the trails. Great turnout again with a few new faces too. Spy was Coach freshly back from his holidays and he found an excuse to bucket nearly everybody.

Not long until the Guy Fawkes Hash (6th November). Kids get your guys ready to meet their fiery doom.

1117: Rigger Jim & Trotter's dual trail mountain hash.

2008-10-12T20:18:00.000Z

VC foolishly accepted my offer to set the hash last week. So along with rigger Jim who was eager to set a hash before going away for a month we laid a long hash and a short hash.

We had the best turnout for a long time, with a lot of new teachers and kids. There was a bit of confusion with the first trail as Gary and Cluseau led everyone on to an old trail, but with a little help from the trumpet we found our way again. Then the runners shot off into the distance leaving the middle of the pack to straight-line a very wiggly course. Then it was along the pipes and up a jebel to finish. Glen Morangie was first in and recited the words perfectly. Jaws down-downed a fizzy tiger to celebrate his 50th birthday, spilling most of it on his head.

Penelope pissed up was very happy to stand in as spy and was spoiled for choice of people to bucket. She concentrated mainly on the guys, bucketing VC, myself and Dr. Justice.

Bonfire night hash coming up, probably Thursday the 6th.

On On.

1116: Katie's Scenic Tour of Zikreet

2008-10-05T22:08:00.000Z

Katie set a nice long hash in the popular hole in the wall area, leading us around jebels, across soft sand and flat areas of compacted sand. There was much amazement that the pallets used for the Hashmas remained where they were left. Trotter (myself) was asked to step in as spy at the last minute but showed mercy on the T-Shirtless newbies as hashberdash supplies are low. New T-Shirt is imminent. Cluseau received a bucketing for breaching article 2.3 of the rules (not running the full length of a false trail), Del failed to prepare himself and his family for the hash in good time and VC was bucketed for failing to follow Engineering advice and construct a windbreak for the hash camp fire to burn the wood slower.

On On the hare, stand in quench, stand in hash-cash and everybody else involved.

1115 Survivor

2008-10-03T05:15:00.004Z

The morning after the night before.........up at the crack of dawn (except VC that is). The sea was tranquil if our heads weren't, a quick collect of all the rubbish (oh the joy of staying over) and the little ones continued building fires. All clear, The VC emerged and off we went on a live hash fearing the worst (with Jaws, Gump, Rocky, and Josh in the pack of hares). Tony though it was led us a bit of a dance (backwards, sideways, skipping, 'the 2 ronnies'), then Kirsty wasn't easy on us. The Pest's trail though stopped before it even began! Forest enjoyed there being no bucket filling a used food container with grimy ice water from the cool box and delivering a mass bucket. On On!

In the meantime the littlest hashers hadd stolen the breakfast fire from under the hash bed, so, tents down, happy, weary sandy way home.

Remains to say thanks to everyone involved.
Klipe for the wood and location. Katie and Mister Vomit for the run. Clousseau and Bubbley for the BBQ and everyone who did for the food. Meths for the refreshments. The Comet for the rather too biased quiz. Everyone for coming .. and laughing. And to the survivors for leaving the spot spotless as ever.

See you on Bonfire night!

1111: Initial Integer Intriguing Interhash

2008-09-14T18:09:00.001Z

The long anticipated run 1111 had to overcome a multitude of challenges including the felling of the first hare by an ant and a last minute change of T-Shirt design due to lack of ink. Vomit Comet set a good medium length hash over not too challenging terrain so we could get back to base in plenty of time for cluseau and kanga dallas to cook up some chickens and some burgers in honour of sideshow's birthday.

We were visited by some long distance hashers from Doha including Milky bar kid and Yanks offalot. Hopefully a delegation from Dukhan will be sent to Doha soon.

Razzamashaz gave a completely unwarranted bucketing to a few, including one poor fellow whose only crime was to have a haircut.

On on the hare, spy and the hash chefs.

1108 -

2008-08-25T10:35:00.003Z

Sky Blue dots to match the new shirts, we're getting trendy, but Clousseau proving how clueless he is confused them with the blue sky and sea. The Coach dragged us through soft sand up and down rocks and hills and over tarmac raods past hares all for the sake of spectacular views not a single new hasher joined to see. The returnees got soaked for their efforts.
Poor Show from the VC, moving house is a weak excuse. For a Hash Master, inexcusable, Hope the spy is watching.
On On.

1106: Flotsam & Jetsam 11006? 10106? 1006?

2008-08-12T10:10:00.003Z

Fast Eddie and Mo set a surprisingly challenging hash for the time of year. They took us South towards the Dukhan Camp Site where we had a predictable but decently long and undulating run.

As always, Eddie did not disappoint with his ON-IN creativity, hiding it among a pile of driftwood, nets and plastic bottles on the beach.

As Cluseau was the first in he decided to demonstraite his excellant numeracy skills once again, fumbling the run number three or four times. Ceweed finally helped him out by writing the correct number in the sand.

Congratulations to Fast Eddie for completing 500 runs and to Madame Klipe for running her 300th.

A lovely sunset over the sea marked the passing of a few more cans of the dwindling supply of Oranjebaum as the hashers discussed politics and religion while scoffing a lovely spicy sausage beany lovingly prepared by Messrs Fast Eddie and Mo.

1105: High Speed Hairwash

2008-08-03T21:22:00.001Z

Veteren Hare Ceweed set three twisty turny trails and a couple of falsies at a nice spot inland of Khatiyah Main. Most people knew that he would not put the ON-IN far away from the end of the third but one fool and his dog slid down the side of a scree slope and went up a high jebel in search of the finish.

Fast Eddie's son Declan and his freind Stuart made an appearance. I think they quite enjoyed running around the desert without being shot at for a change.

Cluseau carried on the tradition of giving a vengance based bucketing to Myself, Coach and Methuselah. Pegasus nearly escaped by running away but did not count on the spy being quicker, even with a bucket of water in hand.

A lovely medium spiced vegetarian beany was provided by Pegasus and Methuselah which was appreciated by human hashers and those from the animal kingdom alike.

On-On

HTT

1104: Cluseau's Double Back Bonanza

2008-07-27T20:22:00.001Z

Sorry for the delay everybody. Here is last Sunday's hash review.

Cluseau set a lovely hash, very considerately leaving fresh footprints in the sand for people to follow between the first and second trails. Just as well because he took us nearly back to the cars for the second. There was not a lot of enthusiasm to look for the third though. More interesting were the lizards scuttling around the place. When the on-on was called, some people limped, some walked and some made a bit of an effort to run to the end. Methuselah found the on-in just over a ridge and sprinted to the finish closely followed by myself (HTT).

As per usual the spy does not really need a valid reason for bucketing someone, vengeance will do. Ceweed was bucketed for leading us astray on the way to last week's hash and myself and Klipe got soaked by Fast Eddie for the sheer hell of it.

The production department kindly arranged for an explosion and a thick black cloud to mark the end of the beer. How did they know?

On On

Hot To Trot

1103: I Spy a water fight.

2008-07-20T22:37:00.000Z

Ceweed set a lovely medium sized hash for the few remaining hashers although the dets got further and further apart towards the end.

Hot-To-Trot (Myself) had the honour of being spy. Cluseau was bucketed for over-populating the planet, Coach for non-attendance of my party last week and Hash-Ash and Margreet had a special bucketing for leaving. Hash-Ash tried to resist the bucketing in what I am sure is a direct violation of lots of Hash rules and should be punished appropriately. Spy and bucketee both ended up getting partially soaked, luckily the hot weather dried everybody off in no time.

On On! - HTT

1102

2008-07-16T09:21:00.003Z

It seemd to went quiet so in the interlude....

Coach blew us off, as only he can, does, do and did.

The Meths/Pegasus pair gave us the distance and climbs we've come to expect. With a fabulous view to boot.

Pippin put the farewell boot in (that should read bucket). She was typically gentle really. And we bade sad bye bye to her and Whiplash.

And went to see Fag Ash Lil, Kanga D and ol Father Kluless and the delightful 3 day old Neve (sp?). FOr she's a Hasher through and through!

Trotter took some sneaky photos that i'm sure are bound to appear once he emerges fro the influence of pips farewell downdown and rewrites this account.

We hoped Flash Gorman reads this. Everyone wishes him all the very best. He really is a hasher through and through. On On to that!

On On

Run 1101: The long and the short of things

2008-07-06T22:12:00.001Z

An experimental hash setting was laid by Ceweed and Hot-to-Trot (myself) with a short set of trails laid in red and a long set of trails set in blue. There were a lot of doubts about the practicality of this but everybody seemed to get the idea.

Cluseau came charging in first to make sure he got one of the last Oranjebooms before they go to Dutch beer heaven. Our maths teacher got confused between binary 8 and 10 and pronounced it run 1111. All was forgiven when he just said it again louder and clearer.

Almost unanimously Erik was named Hash Ash and has been given the prestigous honour of "Order of the Wheezing Cough (OWC)" by John Players Ltd.

Rave-On gave an evil bucketing certain of avoiding retribution as this was his last hash with QWCHHH, completely soaking Rocky and missing everybody else.

Welcome to V-Comet's parents visiting on their way from Canberra to Ireland and a new recruit, Dem from Rural lincolnshire (hope he brought some sausages with him).

On On!

1100: The shaming of the cat mangler.

2008-06-29T22:15:00.001Z

Coach set a medium length hash over flat ground near the coast with white paint to test our observational skills. The enigmatic RMR raced home ahead of everybody and reluctantly gave the speech. Jess, Dave and Stuart were named Postman Pat, Vomit Comet and Hot to Trot and Penny narrowly avoided a Bond related hash name and will continue her wacky races as Pelope Pissed-Up.

Miss Whiplash had multiple suspects for the bucket before deciding to conserve water for Gump the Geordie Cat Mangler and Hash Master VC for grand larceny of a Hash Cap.

Thanks to "Milky Bar Kid" and "Yanks Offalot" for making it across from Doha for run 1100. Hope to see you again soon.

Get your ideas in for the run 1111 T-Shirt ASAP.

On, On!

Hot-To-Trot

1099: New Order

2008-06-22T22:32:00.000Z

Klipe set a seasonally short trail to the relief of most. Rocky the outgoing Hash Master was finally allowed to be the spy. After much deliberation and soul searching he decided that to be fair he should bucket everybody, particularly Dave, his successor. Gump provided the entertainment with a set of keys, half a cat and a 4X4.

Many thanks to the outgoing Hash Master, Hashbedasher and Hash Cash for their efforts over the years.

Slightly later hash on Sunday due to parent's evening and possible arrival of some hashers from QH3 in Doha. 5:15pm from the Golf Club.

ON! ON! (Stuart)

1098 Survivor

2008-06-21T16:06:00.002Z

The Masterful New Hash Master led the birthday boy and 2 others on a merry live hash and they probably went twice round yesterday's run in the end. (the third gave up once she realised it was NOT going to be short)
All were duly bucketted, and quite right too.
ON ON

1097 Farewell Run and Camp

2008-06-20T23:45:00.000Z

We said big thanks to the wonderful Pippin

and so much more...watch this space for details!

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2008-06-16T16:41:00.004Z

Friday June 20th

WE WILL NOW LEAVE DGC AT 4 pm 1600hrs ON Friday

Venue DRC picnic site

Directions:

Head towards Umm Bab from Dukhan
Just atop The 'Hill' after the new developing service facilities area and before Fahahil (?) turn right
Follow the road down to the coast.
Turn right for the picnic site

Cars will get you there

but you might like a 4WD to lift you the last few hundred metres.

Advice: Use your mobile and call a friend. Mine available on request.

RUN: 1700 hrs.

Survivor Live Run: very early Saturday morning

Food: Everyone brings a plate of enough for themself.

which we share

there is a bbq to cook on if you want

A limited supply of refreshments will be available

Entertainment:

there always is, we always are.

LIMERICKS through the night

There was a young thing of Dukhan....

Bring your laughter games sense of fun toys

Be Ready for Anything

Gear:

If overnighting, toothbrush nightshirt and blanket might be handy

ALL WELCOME and More

More as I think of it (and get reminded)

....e.g limited edition 1100 T shirts available

Farewell to Pippin, Potter, Miss Whiplash, Pickle, Rave On, Sion, (Rowdy), Janie

Grateful Welcome to HashCash JudySeeking new Hashberdash HashMaster.....

1096

2008-06-16T16:35:00.003Z

Miss Whiplash Plunges the Hash into the Sea!

On In on a fish on an Island.

"Best Hash of the Year" said several.

Guest HashMaster Rave On blew us everywhere.

Teachers be careful with housepoints, spies are about....

Warm welcome to 'Rigger' Jim, good to see Fred back from the errr em too.

On On!

1095 - History Made

2008-06-16T16:32:00.005Z

Our Trusty Pippin becomes QWCHHH's first fair sex Hash Master.

Gary sets a lengthy run down along the south coast.

On ON

Coach Retrieves the sun from the sky to put it in the special bag ready for use next week.

1094

2008-06-04T18:47:00.002Z

Mr Sea Weed didn't let us down. Much. Way down south when we finally got going, down where the sand was soft and all the trails led gently upwards, and up, and up bit more. While I'd been at wembley the temperature switch had been turned up, and it was thirsty work indeed., well done though Mr Hare.
Seeing Katie race home reminded of the days there was competition amongst the young schoolmasters who'd pace themselves, lurk and then dart for the finish line (do you read these lines tinkerbell? Morangieboom, what happened to you? and Mr C, we know what happened to you).
Mr Maggie F Gump got his name (Gump). On On.
Coach was delighted to get a chance to bucket all those he'd missed last week feeling duty bound to wreck punishment all over Erik, so yt of course got it in the neck, but i hope the next spy/s watched who snuck out of the bucket ring.
Hot long but always great pleasure.
Next week off a little later at 4.30 - maybe enough time for Ras Laffan to join us?

2008-06-01T15:54:00.000Z

BUCKETTING OFFENCES (RULES ON THE RUN)

Item

Call

(must be audible)

Ation

Exception

Consequence of misdemeanour

ON ON!

Follow the dots

None

BUCKET

CHECKING IN!

Look for next trail

Only Hash Master and Hare can loiter.

BUCKET

FALSE TRAIL!

Follow trail back to where you started

If the trumpet sounds

BUCKET

ON IN

ON IN!

[for ALL to hear]

Make sure next person can see where it is...

None

BUCKET

NO OVERTAKING

DO NOT OVERTAKE RUNNERS

On the ON IN

or if you're the hare

BUCKET

No 'Black Tops'

Do not cross tarmac roads

None

BUCKET

1092 Pip's Bash

2008-05-23T13:49:00.002Z

A Coach Special. 7 trails he said, that was the first 'falsie' of the evening. It was a good turn out for a Thursday run. GL wasn't especially kind with the bucket.

Then all round to Pippin's for the bash, it was a different kind of a night, though the food was up to tasty expectations. It being holiday season, we had a steady stream of arrivals and departures (Bubbley was both, several times), just the ticket for a send off to wembley..come on you whites, see you for the 1094th.

1091

2008-05-18T15:48:00.003Z

A grand turn out for the long awaited virginal trails of Pickle and Jess despite the increased notch in temperature.
And it was worth it. Out in the Zikrit, hole in the wall territory but from a new angle. We earned our refreshment indeed.
Gorgeous Alannah is now known as Fag Ash Lil. On On.
Rave On droned on and on and put most of us in the bucket for all sorts of dubious reasons. Notably numbers managed to refrain from entering the circle. Ooooh.
1630 run on Thursday, then round to Pippin's for knees up.
And here's the photo to prove there really is a Loch Zikrit monster.

sorry, moose, a dukhan by pass moose.

1090 Monsieur Clueless is 200

2008-05-12T01:07:00.002Z

The hareless hash, much to the delight of Adam, much less so to some of our older legs and joints, in typical fashion went on and on and on and on and on and......
Sideshow had kindly put in umpteen trails and umpty falsies and as usual all the wrong people got them. After Katie took us KMS out into the desert, Adam took us still MILES further, Gary, Ms Whiplash and others led us cruelly astray, and them's just the ones I remember. It was long and hard and hot.
That done, we celebrated Klouseau's birthday, it's been an eventful 200, the last hundred including looking after us lot and then becoming Dad.
We said Farewell in a down down kind of way to Rowdy John, who suggested we might not have seen the back of him yet. You'll always be welcome back JR. We remember and appreciate some of the notable trails you've set, and been surprised (to sleep) at the eloquence of some of your comments (that went on and on and on...)
We got in the mood for Mr Dixon's naming next week. And then I was off to get ready for the big match so nothing further to report. (League One Play Off Semi Final Monday 12th May).

1089

2008-05-04T18:25:00.002Z

Very Welcome Back Gus, especially as he set the run, along with Fit Bird, Legless and The Pest. I guess Mr Moon was involved too but that remains to be confirmed.
It was at the peninsula's west coast peninsula, where the palm trees used to grew, another elevated sea view and a good run. It was even too much of a good thing for Bummer who got the bucket for evasive tactics. Darren pranced, posed, preened and parodied his way round making sure tens of names were on the tips of our tongues.
Lately we've had Mooses, Fuggers, Gazelles, foxes, dingos, wolves, camels, goats, snake warnings, and today a unicorn. Alannah was not so impressed and continued happily with her Bud n Sand.
Pickle seemed so at home with a bucket and found so many reasons and so many hashers to drench it's good news it won't be her for a while.
Bubbley had been cooking all day, and well worth it it was too. That's if you were cautious with the it's not hot I only put a couple of bags of chillis in dish.
Thanks all.
See you next week.
On On

1088

2008-04-28T02:15:00.006Z

Warm welcome to Heather and Kim
Well done to coach for the run. I enjoyed the view all the way round.
The day ended with Rock watching a wee deer running across the desert in front of the sun setting over the west coast of Qatar.
On On.

1087

2008-04-20T22:24:00.003Z

Welcome Back Rebekah. Despite the heat, the weekend's dust, the 'flu epidemic, the departed Easter visitors we still number into the 30s, which is just the way we like it.
Not sure how much we really liked Meths testing run but we always appreciate our Hares' willingness to spend the time painting the desert for us to have our runs in the varied locations and scenes. Jess was worried about what might emerge from some of the large holes we passed, I was careful to check no hashers vanished or were abducted into one! Alas, all arrived back safely.

Dan Milne and Josh Clarke, as they used to be known, having 'qualifed' as regulars for some time now and been waiting patiently, finally got their names - and promptly wished they hadn't bothered...probably.

Desperate, Elvis, Daniel, Mashed Potato...? No. Arise Full Moon, for obvious resons.

Hairy, Grudge, Stig, Daddy Long Legs....No. Phone Home, E.T (Have you seen his fingers?).

Next week Ms Gardener, Soon Mr Dixon, Darren should we ever see him again, and then Penny, Dave G, Jess and Erik are all getting close. Our youngest hasher has been pretty regular for some time now too.

You wouldn't credit it, it's hard to find a spy these days! Unfortunately the fifth spy selected was mean and nasty and, Gary, when my ear infection gets better, vengence will be mine...or Stuart's or.....

And the sun went down, and the sea reminded us that life is beautiful and what better than easing into the evening with some good friends and a smile.

On On.

1086 Finley's 4th

2008-04-16T16:55:00.003Z

Delicious, Chocolate Birthday Cake, Chilli, and besides. Thanks Miriam. Happy Birthday Finley we sang.
Welcome Brian and Kate to coastal Dukhan, welcome back Babs. And school.
Thanks Klipe for the short (short?!??!!!!!!!) run.
Well done Stuart Spy.

1085 WEEDZ BEENZ n Mo's Peas

2008-04-07T12:33:00.003Z

A great crowd...over 30 hashers. Welcome Ceri and Riaz, Welcome Delia. Welcome Back Emma and all the rest!
The weather was kind, the location was as good for viewing as you can get (seas to the east, north and west).
Sea W took us this way and that, but no-one was not in. Klipe was out kliped by Rowdy John. The Coach had it in for some.
Splash.
We sang Happy 400th Hashday to Waldo K. Over a year of his life (or more than 1000 beers said he) spent On On in Dukhan. What more can one say.

x

eerr I'm quickly back to say more OF COURSE
THANK YOU to the cooks for the magnificent spicy cabbage, sausage beans pepper casserole, salad, cornbeefpotatoes, mushy peas, unyungs. DELICIOUSIOSO MMMMMMM and MMM MMMM.

x x

1084

2008-03-30T18:23:00.002Z

Monsieur Clousseau promised us there was a Moose. Oh yes he did, and oh no there wasn't. Moderate is how he described the run. Abysmal was Pippin's word.

It was thrilling to see Esmerelda, Danielle, Ant, Ethan (sp?) and Alicia here again.

Klipe was left seething that so many media stars had got wind and stayed away, but it was another hevening's happy hash house harrying.

on on
and on and on and on and on and on.

1081 HASH CAMP

2008-03-22T08:43:00.002Z

By All Accounts it was a fabulous time!
Fantastic to welcome back some real blasts from the past, and lovely to greet some new faces too!
As the lenten fast was ended the night was went well into, bubbley's voicelessness next day is testament to that.
All else I understood was that Dazzer deserved his live bucket.
Incriminating photos (I hope) later. Sorry I missed you all.
On On

Qatar West Coast Hash House Harriers

Yes, I know

Run 1238 - Hashmas 2010

Run 1238

Run 1237

Sunday 21st November 2010

Sunday 20 June 2010

Run Number 1212

Run Number 1211

Hash Ball

1195: Cluseau's Close One

1194: Methuselah's revenge

Wheresma on in?

1186 The one after Santa came.

1185 The run before Santa comes

1184: Hashmas Run 2009

Hash Mistressed! The Survivor

EID CAMP 1181ish

Klipe's last run and a Bonfire to go with it.

Location,Location,Location

1175

The wet and the dry of it. (1174?)

Long long l..o..n..g.. very very lo.......n...........

1171: Sandpit

1170 SURVIVOR

1169 The Camp Soixante Neuf

1166: Walking in a wellhead wonderland

QWCH3s on tour at RWC

1159 You make me smile and all the while......... love thy neighbour's wife

1158 The Rocky Horror Show

1157 Auf Wiedersehen Pets

1156

It was only a temporary memory loss

1154 Mr Al Zymer forgets to set trail

The Long and Winding trail that leads to your.....

Ta-Daaaaa

1152:

1151: Survivor Run

1150: Zikreet Hash Camp 2.0

1149: Klipe's textbook hash

QWCHHH Hash Ball 2009

1148: Fran's seaside stroll

1147: Jasmine in my mind

1146: Hot! Hot! Hot!

1145 Forest on The trail of the Lonesome Pine

1144: Windy Easter Live Hash

1143: 4T + 2FT = 14D

1142: Horse of the Apocalypse

1141: Exfoliation

1140: The Naming of the few

1139: The Rocky road to Dublin

1138: Thunderbolts and Lightning Very,very frightening

1137: Ankle Breaker

1136: South American Leopard Spotted very close to Arizona Town

1135: VC asked Glaikit for a Double Entendre and.....

1134: I Spy an unpopular hasher.

1133: Scotts and the Fran-park-it

1132: A Good Walk Spoiled

1131: 2*(Dave+Paint) = 3*(Trails+Soft Sand)

1130: Happy New Year, Hashers!!!

1129: Old Coulston Hash House Harriers World Tour 2008

1128: Hashmas

1127: "Worst Hash Ever!" (Klipe)

1126: Khatiyah North Human Racing Circuit

1125: Nothashmas

1123: Postman Pat & Miss Grace's Environmentally Friendly Hash

1122: Ceweed's Patented Juction Technique

1121 - Bononfire Night 2008

1120: Gregory's Gusty Gallavant

1119: Sideshow's Scramble and Sand Trail

1118: The Grand Old Duke of York

1117: Rigger Jim & Trotter's dual trail mountain hash.

1116: Katie's Scenic Tour of Zikreet

1115 Survivor

1111: Initial Integer Intriguing Interhash

1108 -

1106: Flotsam & Jetsam 11006? 10106? 1006?

1105: High Speed Hairwash

1104: Cluseau's Double Back Bonanza

1103: I Spy a water fight.

1131: 2(Dave+Paint) = 3(Trails+Soft Sand)

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