ReHash #335

Well, there might be a hash this Sunday….if some one wants to set a trail…. Speak up now….hounds want to drink…

Speaking of drinking….

The last hash was set by Jushad, Testicle Ice Rider, and Bubbles. Three hares that haven’t set trail in a long time. But, they certainly haven’t forgotten anything about setting…..

It was a beautiful afternoon out in Shindaigan Hollow. We assembled at a nice parking area and partook of some warm hot chocolate/schnapps provided by Mr. Stiffy, and a serenade by Inspector Speculum on his trombone. Definite reason to drink more schnapps….much more… 😉 Jilly was having a great time chasing around with a hot red saddle bag on and flirting with Puck, while Phil McCrackin was collecting hash cash in his newly accepted position.

But….where were the hares? Nothing new in Ithaca, so we continued to chat and drink…till Bubbles showed up in his car to inform us that the hares were another half mile further down the road wondering if we were all blowing them off. Apparently the 4-wheel drive components of Broken Pole’s "Dr. Puck Mobile" were non-functional…damned foreign vehercles…and he was the first to arrive. Everyone else just parked behind him…

Well, we piled back into working vehicles and headed on down to the hares….and more hot chocolate, beer, and M&Ms…

Just as we were getting ready to start…now 2:45…right on time for us…a truck load of hunters drove slowly by…we could have sworn we heard duelling banjos playing…..when all of a sudden there arose such a clatter…we all turned our heads to see what was the matter…..on down the hill a slippin’ and a slidin’….came Bam Bam’s bomber a spinin’ and glidin’…on into the ditch and then it did stop….amazingly enough…the wheels weren’t on top! Well we new what to do being hashers and all….a few swigs of beer…and we answered the call….pushed Bam Bam out of the ditch….and on up to park….and the hares yelled ON-ON now…before it gets dark!

So we started the trail of finding the mark…red kool-aid I think…lemon might have been better… 😉

Plenty of shiggy to go round and lots of false trails. Our hares certainly new how to make an interesting day of it. Lots of slipping and sliding down hills, and clammering back up. Plenty of hash crashes….too many for my feeble mind….we got to the first hash rest…the second…gave up on the eagle trail because of night fall….found a great place to skate on a beaver pond….and arrived at a lean-to…complete with fire, blankets, and BEER! What a great job by Bubbles for setting up the ON-IN!!!!!! Too bad so many people were too frozen to enjoy it completely. Some of us stayed behind to enjoy the fire though…that is….untill we realized that the early leaving wanks took the beer with them!!!!

ON-OUT….to the Crooked Board for more DOWN-DOWNs and food. Here we bid ado to Calvin Klimax and F*ck’em and Chuck’em who are moving down to PA to hash with the Ninny Valley crew. All but Butt Floss wished them luck…..I would have…if that B*stard Calvin didn’t pass the RA baton to me at the end of his speach…. 🙂

That’s right folks….I’m the new RA by shang-hai…you poor wankers! LOL But, I sure could use lots of help from all of you in getting the Ithaca Hash House Harriers back on their feet. What say ye all? Willin’ to lend me a hand?

ON-ON Butt Floss