A sane and insane day at the Hash

Hashing during rainy season is always hit and miss. I mean, our motto includes “rain or shine”, but sometimes that means doing a pub crawl rather than a trail. It wasn’t that extreme yesterday, but because it had been raining on and off all day long, our “sick, lame, and sane” group decided to forgo the Hare’s trail which included a mountain climb. We stuck to the pavement but did a hike almost as long as the actual route laid by Leech My Nuggets.

On-Home was at Derelict’s place on Rizal Extension. His health hasn’t been the best lately, and he wasn’t looking good yesterday. Just before the circle started someone took him to the hospital in Angeles City. Hope they can cure what ails him there.

Derelict has a one-bedroom unit on his property that he rents out. His tenant was there yesterday and wanted to join in with the Hash activities. So, he met the only requirement for doing so–the 350 peso entry fee–and that was that. It is rare that I meet a person that just strikes me as not all there, and even worse, not all there in a bad way. This guy was obnoxious, argumentative, creepy, and honestly, he struck me as potentially dangerous. I kept my distance but overheard some of the shit he was saying and it left me with an uneasy feeling.

After the Hash was over, one of the Hashers discovered her phone was missing. Hmm. I wonder who is the most likely suspect? No evidence, just a suspicion. The victim is also my part-time employee and lives in my basement maid’s quarters. I took her shopping today and bought her a new phone.

Here are a few photos for your enjoyment:

The trail I didn’t take. Didn’t seem like the best day to be up in the mountains.
Leaving the VFW sign-up location for the official starting point of the trail.
A kilometer or so down the National highway.
Here we all are, let’s get this show on the road!
The Hare’s trail went up those steps to a muddy path leading to the top of the ridgeline…
So, the Hashers divided themselves into sane and insane groups…some went up…
…and the rest of us stuck to the pavement. Such as it was.
The sun did come out now and again…
A babbling brook…
Hash gash engaging in a classic Filipina pose.
It’s a long, steady climb going up Rizal Extension. I’d forgotten just how much I despise it…
We reached Derelict’s and some of the gals were showing their ass.
Drinking beer and waiting around for the circle to begin…
The call was for the Filipinas to sit on the ice. The asshole (on the left) insisted on joining them. What a dick.

Anyway, the rain and the theft put a damper on the evening. It will be better next week. I’m one of the Hares and we’ll have a trail suitable for hiking when wet.

And so ends antoher worthless Hash post.

4 thoughts on “A sane and insane day at the Hash

  1. I took her shopping today and bought her a new phone.

    Your good deed, and good karma, for the day.

    Nice shots of the trail, and of the strongly running waterways. How did the insane group fare? Any injuries?

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