It was sunny and hot for yesterday’s Hash. On the bright side (besides the sunshine I mean) was all the mud was dried up. But damn, I was a sweaty mess when it was all said and done.

Nevertheless, I think the trail was my favorite overall in my admittedly brief Hashing career. Challenging but no so much that I feared for life and limb. And there was a variety of scenery that was almost breathtaking in places (or maybe I was just out of breath from climbing the mountain). Anyway, I enjoyed it for the most part.

We headed out in the Hashmobile this time, having walked out the previous two weeks. I’ve noted before just how uncomfortable I find being crammed into the bed of that truck can be. It is usually my least favorite part of the Hash. This week was no exception, in fact, it was even worse. The steel truck bed was fucking hot! I seriously worried that my butt was in danger of burning, but I couldn’t very well stand up in a moving vehicle so I endured it the best I could. We went out a good ways on the National Highway towards the old Navy base and started the Hash in a place I’d never experienced. So I did like that.

Let’s go to the pictures and let them tell the story:

The day’s trail took us up a mountain, along the crest, back down into town, and then on out to Baloy beach to the On-Home at Johan’s Dive Resort. I did the full trail and it took me an hour and a half…

Exiting the Hash truck brought immediate relief to my hot ass…

And we are On-On!

Did I mention it was a hot ass day? *ahem*

The first portion of the uphill climb was steps…

…and then we climbed up the old fashioned way…

Looking back on where I’d been…

Over the hills and through the woods to (somebody’s) grandmother’s house we go!

A view from the top (part 1)

A view from the top (part 2). A beautiful day!

Hiking along the crest of the mountain…

I really loved the variety of the scenery…

Then we began making our way back down…

…and down…

…and down into civilization…

In a first for me with the Subic Hash we had a beer stop along the way (we did this pretty frequently in Korea).

Your humble correspondent taking some time out to do a little stalking. Heh, the trail took us past Marissa’s house and I couldn’t resist the photo op….

The beach “on home” at Johan’s.

The full moon light’s up the full moon’s on ice…

Cooling off some hot asses….

The day’s effort was satisfying….

It was a good day for Hashing!