Hah Hash

It was indeed a hot-as-hell Hash yesterday.

Greetings from La Paz beach in beautiful San Narciso, Zambales. Since this post is all that is standing between me and enjoying the ocean views I came here for, let me give you the down and dirty and we can all get on with the important stuff.

As the heat index chart above shows, it was a dangerous day yesterday to be out and about. It gave me a good excuse to avoid the hill climb on the Hash trail, but I did expand the 4.5K short trail to almost 6K. I was a sweaty mess and drank much more water than usual during the hike. Towards the end, I was feeling a little light-headed and worried I might have bitten off more than I could chew. But I made it alive, and now I can share some photos from the adventure.

The hardy souls who braved the heat gather at the trailhead, conveniently located (for me) at the Alta Vista clubhouse.
The Hare, Anal Receptive, gives some final guidance before we hit the trail.
And we are On-On!
Flat and boring can be good on a hot day.
I demanded to see the manager of this sari-sari store to complain about the inappropriate name, but alas, no one was there.
Greetings to you, Easter Mountain.
Time out for lollipops!
The Hash trail took us through this cemetery.
It is where Swan’s mother is buried, so Swan stopped to pay her respects. I noted on the gravestone that her mother was born in the same year as I was.
Leech My Nuggets was the first long-trail runner to pass us.
Waiting expectantly for Swan to hand out a sweet treat.
Arriving at the On-Home venue, Smokes and Bottles.
Hash Gash table.
Me rehydrating.
Circle up!
On the ice for the “crime” of liking the Hare’s trail.
But as we say, “It’s Nice on Ice!”
On the way to the after-Hash gathering, I spotted Mama on the street and stopped to provide her with her allowance.
It Doesn’t Matter.
Livin’ large.
The red long trail was 11K, the blue short trail was 4.5K. The yellow modifications gave me a nearly 6K route.

As always, it’s good to be alive.

Speaking of being alive, eight years ago, I met up with Kevin Kim, and we hoofed it up to Seoul Tower at the top of Namsan.

It was an ass-kicker, too.

Wrapping up November 2018 in the LTG archives with posts about some time I spent in the Makati neighborhood of Manila. I despise Manila, but if you gotta be there, Makati is the best place to be. Even so, there is plenty that isn’t so nice, like the streetwalkers who won’t leave you alone. Of course, I did some streetwalking while I was there, too.

Today’s YouTube video discusses how stupidity is demonstrated by the items you buy at the grocery store. Welp, there’s more than one way to be stupid, and I’ve pretty much got the bases covered.

Now for some stupid jokes:

If he cums at all.
I remain commatose.
Paris your bad jokes!

That’s just about enough, don’t you think? I’ll have some fresh views to share tomorrow.

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