82 hashers on a beautiful afternoon, leaving for ...well, we thought towards Durres, but NO-NO (opposite of ON-ON), the trail was set towards Elbasan, in an area, where we had been before. Your humble Hashmaster has only been hashing since last summer, however, never been in that area before. "Over four bridges and turn left at a big white block." were the
encouraging words of Yakke-ty-yak being one of the hares on his last hash before leaving Albania.  Out the Elbasan Road. 1-bridge, 2-bridge, 3-bridge.....where was no. 4????
Anyway the convoy turned left (white block??) and passed a 4th bridge. Suddenly no more space. 15 cars had to be left on the (left) side and ON-ON to the start some hundred meters away: "WAIT HERE" in flour.

Live Hares for walkers. BigDaddyJoe didn't want to wait and give them the five minutes, before he headed out on the trail. However, they weren't caught until the top of the ridge.but that is another story.
S.!! Starting the hash by crossing a river. Quite a few remarks around (swearing). However, it was not that bad. Actually cool on a hot afternoon! Next surprise: Runners couldn't run, because the trail was 100% vertical. All runners survived (although it was amazingly difficult NOT to get a piece of falling rock on your fingers from the runner/climber above you.
However, this climbing split the runners and they didn't find each other before the beer at the circle! The hares were caught by the runners on the top of the ridge. How the rest of the tour went for walkers, I do not know. Nevertheless, 20 runners started, but only 16 came back as runners(sic!), so someone must have diverted on the way.
Yakke-ty-yak was in front of the runners: "Yes, I know it is going down, it must be here somewhere" he said and took twelve runners with him - in the
wrong direction. Listening to the shouting, it is for certain that a lot of lung capacity was used to curse the hares!! Only Premature, WrongWay and
SpankMeHard were able to re-find the marked track after tremendous encounters with numerous types of stingy bushes, steep cliffs and .. (luckily the cars could be spotted most of the time, so the geographical
direction could be found!)
Back on the trail, it was a relief to walk an additional 4 times through the river..yummy, cold water on bruises and wounds!! Looking at the descending walkers, it seemed that Bethany had developed a special
cross-river technique: "Let fall, what cannot stand!" a GRACEFUL  body-dip in the not-too-warm river made her day.

At the circle, Zavi was not too talkative about the fact that she,
Yakke-ty-yak and several others had checked out the bathtub facilities at the American embassy. Yakke-ty-yak managed to get himself into (trouble)
the circle several times. Most applause at the time when he (although disappointing some of the present hashers) performed an un-& dressing performance, which was worthy sending thoughts back to the unforgettable moments at the Congress palace and the performances of PelvicThrust and Mr. Davenport. Boring Mr. Plod -the honorable Religious Advisor - guided the circle
through a memorable last performance - grrrrreat thanks!
As usual - I am tempted to say - we had more hashers than planned. Which gives a second or two of worry. But a box of bananas, bought on the way to the hash PLUS MountTheGoat's  nice homemade food (and RAKI!!) made the day an lovely day for everybody. I think it is the first time that I have experienced hashers circle up (nicely waiting for the latecomers), eating, drinking AND waiting to go home. Actually more than 1.5 hours went, sitting amongst cows, donkey, horses, green grass and spring flowers, before the threatening rain made people think of going home. Well done! ON-ON!!