Monday 2nd November, "MY BIRTHDAY" hehe. OK seriously it will be GoneAgain's last run with Tas HHH for 9 months or so, flour is highly recommended, not for Calendar girl, she's staying, so anyone with questions about FB sites, WEB sites etc. get it over & done with "SOFF" !!!! FM
And so 13 hashers (counted by others) met in Church St, East Devonport, just around the corner from the Outlaws motorcycle Club's Clubhouse. In fact we walked/ran past it later - we probably featured on their multiple cameras.
All hashers, except Capt Crab came dressed in various combinations of pink, GA was particulaly impressive in his "onesey" Because Soff had pink sox on, he had to wear odd shoes to keep the tradition going. The group got some interesting looks on trail from residents and passers-by.
Dint set a trail along the riverfront and onto the seafront, then inland towards the hills, which the walkers missed but the runners didn't.
Back at the house in Church St, opposite a Church, Dint did the lip because Bastard and a few others were touring on the big island.
Downs were awarded to -
. Dint for a top run,
. Koff for some special pink food,
. Eagle - for 1414 runs,
. Cistern - for 299 runs, practice,
. OD - for 24 runs, practice,
. Eweturn - for 52 runs, something to do with a year,
. Crow - for being quiet,
. Lantern - for not calling trail (doing a Smoggy),
and some other multiple downs which I did not get the gist of, but Cheeze was part of it.
Koff served up on specially prepared pink table cloths and deco's, a sumptuious spread of snags, pink mash, peas and corn on the cob, and finished it all off with pink icecream and merange with pink cream. And she further excelled herself by remembering to provide port.
The raffle was won and won and run by Eagle as Tracka and TT were visiting family on the big island. Eweturn won the cider, Capt Crab won the red, and Crow won the beer, which he might drink himself, or he might not and on sell it.
Next weeks run will be at Cistern's place on Mission Hill Road, Penguin, entry by the tradesmens entrance off Long St and up the hill.
On something nothing to do with the run, the foot of a rainbow was seen to have landed in Turners Beach the other day. In fact there were two feet and they belonged to well know Launceston hasher Rainbow, who just happened to be next to his RV booking into the Caravan Park after arriving on the Spirit that morning, All this would have been missed if I did not have my D'port hashers cap on. Rainbow came by our house later in the day and would not accept a drink, saying he was riding his scooter into Ulverstone to watch the softball. Wonder whether he caught up with Bonor (nice pic in the Advocate advertising his best bits).
Run 1792 from the Dell Luck Reserve at Don and finishing at the Don Congregational Church
And so an unnumbered number of Hashers gathered at the Dell Luck car park in anticipation of a wondrous trail where GV warned that Hashers may get wet and to bring dry gear.
On the resonate tones of On On from the Trailmaster - nothing happened! Strange that, no-one seemed to hear. So On On was said again, and again, and in due course Hashers sought out the trail. Where did the trail go you ask? Well, it went up the Don Hill road past the nursery, and then left into the new (sort of) housing development. On down to the Don River, along the Don River, and across the Don River everyone getting their feet wet. Cheeze thought he could get across without getting wet by climbing a tree and crawling over the river on a branch. However, the branch broke and Cheeze fell down and still got wet, and was in some pain back at the On On.
The runners went ahead as they do and found themselves being ambushed by some young people worded up by GV to throw water bombs and point garden hoses at them. All who brought dry clothes were pleased they did.
Back at the carpark, Killa pointer the way to his new acquisition of the Don Congregational Church just up the hill - and suggested that Hashers walk up as parking was limited, and it was.
Once everyone found the refreshment container, Bastard did the lip and downs were -
GV - for setting a great trail,
Killa - for catering with plenty of pizza's,
Cheeze - for 545 runs reversible,
GA - for 262 runs reversible,
Killa - for 262? runs reversible,
Thrust - for 310 runs and for being there,
Cheeze - for his tree climbing exploits,
Koff - nominated Cheeze for the above without hearing the first nomination,
Crow - for calling a previously used mastercheck,
Dint - ran the 5km Burnie 10 because he can't run 10k any more,
GV - because he arranged the water bombing of holy water near the Christian School,
Eagle - for not presenting a target for the water bombers.
The raffles were won and won and the winners were -
Crow won the beer which he can on-sell,
Lantern won the Red Win which he will drink at home,
Eagle won the cider which his wife will drink.
The Hub is still missing and is unlikely to return soon.
Runs cumming up are -
Next week at Dint and Koff's place in Church St, East Devonport - wear something PINK,
The run after that will be by Cistern, probably from his house in Penguin,
The run after that will be by Crow, probably from the Ozrock Inn,
And the run after that will be by Syncro, who knows where.
We thank Killa for showing us what can be done with a used church building.
And so 20 hashers met opposite the caravan park at Turners Beach, which just happens to be Soff's and Landing's place, the Australian flag flying high on their flagpole, which was better than the Swans flag.
After someone called On On (because I was setting up the fireboxes) they all went this way and that way, all because Capt Crab parked over the start of the trail. Once that was sorted, the trail went through the caravan park onto the beach, and followed the sand right around to the boat ramp. Maybe the ducks were waiting for a feed?
Then through the bush to the bridges, back along Blackburn Pde to the Berry Patch and a master check outside the new round tent with a hole in the top. Runners went a bit further and wankers short cut.
Back at the beachside, Dint did the Lip and downs were awarded to -
Soff - for a top run,
Landing - for a top feed,
Cysten - 298 runs and for practice,
Syncro - 11 runs which is reversible,
Eweturn - for competative walking,
Lantern - his phone kept ringing - must have been on a promise,
Soff - for allegedly not providing enough flour for the pack - but Crow found the way!
As usual, Landing provided a very special feast of savoury toast for entree's, chicken wings, meatballs, little potatoes and salads, and a very very very special sweet in a glass of jelly, custard, cream and a chocolate bear head first into the mix.
Sometime during the evening, Flasher, Tracka and Killa arrived. They must have known of the menu.
There was some comment initiated by GA along the the lines "WHO was the skipper of the Torquay" in a recent media release.
The Hub is still missing and we hope it gets some new engraving from other parts of the world.
The raffles were won and won and Landing won the wine, Crow won the Mexican beer, (which he can on sell), and Soff won the cider (again).
Next weeks run will be set by GV from the Dell Luck Reserve, right next to the Don River Railway. The On On will be at Killa's new aquisition of the church just up the road. It is suggested that we all walk as parking is very limited.
As usual, Crow was the last to leave, but this time Maggie was absent as he had to work at the Devonport wharf making sure we all had enough fuel for our vehicles for the next week or so.
The fires were hot, the drinks were cold, the company was great and Bedpan nearly showed her second best asset.
Tinsel and Tracka put up another successful Hash from good 'ole Bell's
Parade for our first daylight savings run. Snags and salad, complete
with beetroot was waiting for us with lollies and all. OnOn
Oh and Foghorn was caught pretending to pee in a tree....
12/10 – Soff from Landing’s Place, Esplanade, Turners Beach