Sunday 20 June 2010

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

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

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

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

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

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?

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.