Sex on the beach

A long but pleasant Hashful day. And to end any suspense, I was still upright when the day was done. Yesterday’s kick-off event began with a morning Hash run. Three trails were on offer: long, medium, and short. My intent was to go medium, but when we reached the junction with the long trail, I was up for a hill climb and took the long route. Compared to my recent trek to Tralala, getting up and over wasn’t too difficult, and I did not regret my choice.

Leaving “home” for the walk to the Hash start location.
The gathering crowd at Tropical Garden Resort
And we are On-On!
It always feels nice to walk through an area for the first time.
A peaceful pond
Abandoned buildings along the way
Feeling a little corny!
The hill portion of the hike begins
Making it under the wire
A few steep spots, but an otherwise gentle up and down
Then we were back on the flat
Easter Mountain’s little brother?
Through the fields we go
The final push to the finish
The Hare said the long trail was 6K, but my tracker showed a tad under 5K

La Union Hash doesn’t sit on the ice, they drench you with water instead.

And the bucket brigade was out in force to ensure everyone got to experience a soaking
My turn
Splish splash
Soaked to the skin

After the Hash circle was done, we were served a lunch. The upcoming event was two hours later, so I went back to my hotel for a nap. Waking up somewhat refreshed, it was time to head to the Blue Cat for some sex on the beach.

Hashers enjoying their free sex on the beach
I don’t recall ever having a sex on the beach cocktail before. It wasn’t bad, and best of all, it was free for all the Hashers!
The view from Blue Cat
The sun went down, but I was still going

The Full Moon Hash was up next. This event was held at the Footlights Bar, about a kilometer up the highway. I walked, which demonstrates how much self-discipline I was maintaining.

Hanging out at Footlights

The Full Moon Hash was for men only (the ladies did a Half Moon at another bar), and only Hashers could attend. There were some games that we were expected to participate in and some topless dancing to keep us entertained. The Hash code of honor precludes me revealing more about the night’s events.

Keeping my wits about me and feeling the pangs that come from skipping dinner, I departed Footlights around eight and took a trike back to the hotel.

Since I’m still in my “fuck it” diet mode, I had my first hamburger on a bun sine November.

That was the extent of the damage done last night. I didn’t fall down, throw up, or make an ass of myself. Let’s hope I can keep it that way today.

The planets all came out to watch last night!
Today’s agenda

I’ll be doing the medium trail, which is purported to be 6K in length. The “ball breaker” trail is nineteen kilometers long, and anyone doing that one had to sign a waiver relieving the Hash from any responsibility for an unfavorable outcome.

It’s going to be a long day again. Hopefully, I’ll still be standing at the end of it.

Today’s YouTube video is shocking in the sense that people wouldn’t have figured this shit out before moving here. This is not to say I didn’t have to learn some things the hard way myself after making the move.

Here’s your dose of daily humor:

This hits a little too close to home.
I’ve lost my sense of smell and fart with impunity these days
Stick with it!

Time to head for Tropical Garden for the start of today’s trail. We’ll be taking a 45 minute Jeepney ride to wherever it is we are hiking today. I’ve been assured it will be nothing like that mountain trek we did here last month. Only one way to find out for sure! Wish me luck.