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EDITO On! On! How to set a run NEXT RUN Peter Butler R*N REPORT Jobsworth Run News
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London Marathon Hash Weekend 16-18th September 2005 in the Surrey Hills www.LondonMarathonHash.com Porquerolles Away weekend 24th-25th September 2005 BIG 500 3 days of action packed Interhashing in Chiang Mai in 27-29 October 2006
Oh joy, a second hash in a row where the prime of the US Navy turns up to show us mere mortals, well, just how mortal we are. Following a few desertions, the US Navy press gang followed a tip off to go to Greolières and "persuade" prime French males to join them on the high seas. Unfortunately, they found the hash….. And so it was that a depleted core hash was amply inflated by a good number of visitors and virgns to welcome Quaillewd to her second hash of 2005. Apparently, the Sunday afternoon marital fun is, ahem, starting to lose its allure for her. Mind you, I guess that I would tire of doing it in a paraglider week in and week out as well. Cumalot & Quaillewd dutifully set off to deposit beer. They were a very long time, not that anyone noticed, but returned to announce that they had nearly bagged some venison for the on on. It seems that Cumalot's reactions were too quick & he avoided spearing a deer on the front of his car. So, for the uninitiated, Greolières is a picturesque village behind the Col de Vence. The terrain is vertical and very rocky and, from where we were standing, the only way was up. And so it was, after a quick beer and fag (UK not American English) that the US Navy Seals charged uphill and promptly stood on the first check with Pedo, leaving Prestressed to demonstrate the powers of his new top of the range heart rate monitor by checking out the falsies. Worryingly, all the ups were false, meaning that the trail was downhill - shurely shome mishtake? No, Quaillewd took pity on our hearts but not on our ankles by sending us vertically down shiggy. The hash took its usual look, with Padre at the front, Big End at the rear and the US Navy nowhere to be seen when you need them. Newcomer Quay started wondering what she had let herself in for, having done everything to avoid overcrowded Antibes beaches, only to swap them for ups and down (downs). Back through Greolières and then a quick regroup to watch Klingon finally acting his age in a kiddies playground. At least, for once, he wasn't chasing after 4 year old girls, but he did confess to liking the springy thing up his bum. After this interlude, the trail went worryingly downhill and even more worryingly through a flock of bee hives (sorry, I don't have internet/dictionary to hand to remind me of the correct technical term). Nobody admitted to being stung, so off it was again until the hash came to an abrupt regroup amid lost flour. "Quaillewd, where's the flour", the discussion went, "dunno, I can't remember" replied our hare. Dastardly or dopey? The former, I think. After that, it was an easy run downhill again to a river and the beer stop with some not-so-out-of-date crisps. However, a number of misfortunate locals enjoying a Sunday afternoon were quickly enrolled in the Navy & are now on their way to the Gulf. Bad news - Prestressed's new fangled HRM confirmed that we had "run" 6.9km in 90 minutes and descended over 200 metres. Well, that proved to Cumalot that the exertion had been done, so he decided to very kindly drive the beer car back up to the start. The rest of us went up, up & up again until we found a fridge on the side of the road. This was unbelievably generous of the hare; a second unexpected beer stop. Unfortunately, no, it was another abandoned fridge. Gutted at the sight, the hash lost momentum and went on strike, refusing to go up the obvious trail on a check until spurred on finally by the hare. After this, it was a short but painful climb back to the start to assemble for the inevitable circle. So, to the nominations, ably administered by Padre: Hare - Quaillewd Run report writer - Jobsworth Some one or other for running through an X Klingon for his paedophile tendencies in the playground The mugless Paedo, Quaillewd & C*ntessa Visiting Timber & Twanky (WW) Peter for walking the whole of the runners trail (& then playing with himself in the circle) Harley D for cumming covered in semem (& also losing the walkers) C*ntessa & Jobsworth for returning Head Sucker, Bugle Boy & Wedgie for leaving Semen Matt, Erin, Nathan, Keith & Angie Virgin Quay (apologies if spelt incorrectly) SoW nominations: Cumalot for whingeing on the last run & driving the second half on this one Paedo for something or other Harley D for losing walkers And the winner was…..Paedo (I think!) And so on on home for the hare and a good few hashers and to the resto for everyone else. Thanks to Quaillewd for a great run & on on to Peter's mountain goat experience in 2 weeks' time. |
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Also see the Receeding Hare Line! NEXT RUN Peter Butler
Porquerolles Away Weekend 24-25th September 2005 The BIG 500 Interrhash 2006-27-29 Oct 2006 |
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An afternoon in the mountains of the Vesubie valley. Can Utelle what it will be like? No Name Pete wants to show you coastal dwellers what the country is like in the arriere pays. There will be spectacular views across the mountain tops down to the sea and along the Var, Vesubie and Tinee valleys. Some of the trail will be uphill, but with an equivalent amount of downhill.
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