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VICTORIA FALLS HASH Extended Weekend: Thursday 20th April 2006 - Monday 24th April 2006 3 days of action packed Interhashing in Chiang Mai in 27-29 October 2006
A surprising turnout, in spite of the slightly inclement, monsoon-like conditions, assembled in Le Rouret to take part in this year's Haggis Hunt hared by Mister Pizza and Padre. All talk was of the probability of the wily Haggis' having gone to ground, or possibly lying up in impenetrable thickets as a result of the weather. A wide display of fashion was in evidence, as each participant took whatever measures thought necessary to keep the rain out, or let it in some cases. But surely, the award for sartorial elegance had to go to Sadist, kitted out in Day-Glo yellow vest, ON ON shorts and his usual odd rugby socks, as if ready for his trip to Chang Mai later this year. Somebody should have told him that more moderate temperatures are still some time off. He does spend a lot of time in Scotland, however. Maybe that explains a lot. On On to the Hash. We all started with great enthusiasm, convinced that we were going to bag a Haggis or two. After all, our redoubtable hares had gone to the enormous trouble, not to mention expense, of securing a special Sunday Haggis hunting licence, and we were determined to make use of it. We set of following the roads around Le Rouret, wondering if, in light of the weather, we would be spared the ardour of cross-country bush whacking. Not so, and, as this was hardly Haggis territory, we were soon off into the countryside to commence our search in earnest. This took us up hill and down hill and up again along paths that had become streams, and we faced ranging torrents summoning are reserves of courage and strength in our never-ending quest to find and entrap the ever-elusive creatures. Not only did we have to face the elements at their worst, we were also faced with devious checks on route (and off route, for that matter) leading to unnecessary expenditure of energy. When questioned about this Padre gave the stock hare answer of, " I don't know, I did not set this part of the route". PIFFLE! It was every man and woman for him/herself, and when Two Cheeky was heard plaintively requesting assistance to cross a torrent, in the futile hope of keeping her feet dry, she was left to her own devices. Not a gentleman in sight! In spite of the hares' efforts to leave us marooned upon some wind and rain swept moorland, we managed to find the beer car parked in a shady glade, which would have been great in the sun were shining, but it wasn't shade we were after, it was cover, although at this time, most of our waterproof outer garments had become soaked and it didn't really matter. Maybe sadist was right wearing the minimum of outer cover. Following the beer stop, we had a brisk run in to the finish, although the prospect of a circle in the rain was rather daunting. Quite wisely, following a down down for the hares, we all retired to chez Padre and Big End for the continuation of the circle. Unfortunately none had been successful in sighting a Haggis, let alone catching one, but we were relieved to hear that Big End had discovered another source (a great white hunter perhaps?), and there was more than enough for everyone, with neeps and tatties, all superbly prepared by Big End and her sous (so Padre claims) chef, not to mention the delicious Laphroaig (2 litres consumed!) to go with it. The circle was delayed by the fragrant Two Cheeky who decided to avail herself of the shower facilities, but would not allow anyone else into the bathroom whilst she effected her toilette. She paid the price when she finally joined the circle. Down Downs went to (If you did a down down but are not included in the list below, please let the editor know for future inclusion and repeat down downs): Late arrivals/non participants, Cum Cum, Fly Me Skinny A and Stella Artois. Deafness on the Trail: Dingus Future Japanese Emperor's Consort: Dingus Australia Day: Knicker Licker, Padre and Big End Unnecessarily adding to the deluge: Supermarket Trolley and Madame Mouton. Birthdays: Padre, Charles Surrogate Shit of the Week: Padre on behalf of Absolutely Pathetic Because he Wanted Another One: Padre GANGOOLIES (not arriving having reserved), for Future Admonishment Contessa: she went to the Gym because it was raining, having ordered vegetarian Haggis. El Toro Finally, a great vote of thanks is due to the hares for setting a run under such trying conditions and to Big End and Padre for the catering and venue. |
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