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NEW Hashshit Holders Next Week and Elephant Man

The run started in good order in an area to the East of the Jagorawi toll road at Cimanggis. Elephant Man promised a long run with lots of arrows and a deep chasm to be avoided. There were veiled threats by Elephant Man of a raging torrent to be crossed. The pack set off along a familiar trail across a rickety bamboo bridge up to the golf course and on up to a check. Most runners assumed the trail went in alongside the course but they were soon called back as the more adventurous found the trail disappearing up the bank to the left. The trail followed the far side of the river meandering along trails and alongside crops until one even more adventurous Hasher who was witless enough to have gone through the check, found paper and called on-on.

Immediately half the runners (including the Scribe) were fooled by this wanker’s call into believing that the trail went to the right. These merry souls then followed the arrows (as there was no paper – had the Hares run out of paper?) across a football field into a Kampong and to the On-In sign. Oops – we had found the in-trail and it was only quarter past the hour. So now comes the dilemma – do you go back and find the out-trail and risk losing the other runners, do you do the run in reverse or do you do the run in reverse until you meet the front runners and then do the last bit again? This Scribe chose the latter. The countryside was littered with Hashers. The out-trail being up one side of a valley and the in-trail along the other side, Hashers could be seen running on both trails and in both directions at the same time.

Some Hashers were yelling "On-On" and those running in reverse yelling "No-No".

Having only experienced the second part of the run, apparently I missed out on the waterfall and the caves but even so the country was idyllic and the run was a good run. However the paper did run out and there were more arrows than at Custer’s last stand. Unfortunately the trail at one point seemed to meander through crops – not good. Also there did seem to be some confusing paper and arrows – was someone relaying the paper and painting additional arrows? What was Konkrete Kock doing out there all by himself? Who knows and Who Cares!

The run was regarded as good by most at least for the first 100 metres. Dripper thought it was all things to all people. Jonesy in his wisdom had actually noticed some cunts running the other way. Actuall I thought he was lost as he had not been seen so far from the circle for a long time. Tom Jones reminded us that running the trail through a check was a serious offence and the in-trail did just that. Mudfalp commented that the two runs he had done with the Pussy Hash were better than this run!! Konkrete Kock was especially uncomplimentary and advised that next week’s run would be brilliant. Colonel Bloodknock claimed to have run parts of the run three times and most of it the wrong way. Angie claimed to have been on paper the whole way but this was disputed as he was spotted some several hundred metres away from paper and going in the wrong direction.

The run was however voted a HashShit due to the trails being too close together and the in-trail running through a check back, albeit a check back from the out trail.

There were those Hashers whose faces fell on arrival as no beer truck was there – was this a point-to-point? Would there be any beer at the end of the run? How would they rehydrate after the run? No, the beer truck was on holiday enjoying an extended Idul Fitri. However Next Week and Elephant Man had provided the necessary and most were happy. However without an umbrella and the lights, as darkness descended we were dependant on two storm lanterns provided by Angie – as some Hasher said, what will he do for lights at home? As Scribe, the job was somewhat more challenging.

The circle formed with HM Fanny running proceedings and very well too – next year’s Hash Master? The Usual DD’s for officialdom – Witless (Flash), Botaksan (Cash), The Rope (Scribe), Col Bloodknock (MM), Herpes (RA), Jonesy (Trash). Also a DD for stretch as stand-in light pole. It was good to see so many returners including Dripper (in mourning), Elephant Man (disillusioned Hare), Vibrator, Konkrete Kock, Botaksan, Simply Fred and The Lever (?) as well as Mudguard and sidekick Mudflap. Other visitors included Mastabator, Big Toe and Cedric, the last two being from Banda Aceh, where beer is not served on their Hash! Dripper was given condolences in the form of a DD for Man Utd’s heroic defeat. The stand-in HM then had some problems in his running of the circle and was accused of being confused, just like the run.

The circle proceeded in the normal disorderley fashion assisted by the lack of light and the RA. MGM told a joke about losing his watch at the cinema and Col. Blood about not getting the clap. Angie was a sufferer of net problems as the Hash directions had cuased his to crash. Big Toe from Banda Aceh sang "I think I’ll Go and Eat Worms" – funny lot from Aceh. Next Week sang a song to the tune of Gillian’s Island and Elephant Man read his words to "We’re All Going on a Summer Holiday" (Well they must have been read as he is one of the few Welshmen that can’t sing!). DDs followed as did excellent Mexican makan from Next Week’s wife served during the circle much to the bemusement of the MM and RA – thanks for the makan.

An excellent circle with good participation from those few present – Yard Dog got a mention and the Hash sends it’s condolences on his breaking his right wrist not from Hashing but from slipping on the ice in the UK. The Hash advises to use your left hand! The Rope 10/1/00

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