My kind of Hash

A long and flat trail, just the way I like it. The only downside was there was nothing new about it for me, been there and done that hike before; several times actually. Still nice countryside though, and we had some overcast skies and breeze to keep things almost comfortable. My group came in a tad under 9K, and that includes our shortcut negating a climb up Black Rock mountain near the end of the trail. We did some steps instead, so we weren’t totally flatliners. To the photos then:

The tale of our trail.
A smaller than usual group of “sane” Hashers this week. That carabao didn’t hike with us, but the little girl did. Impressively, she didn’t complain until we were 2/3 done with the hike. And even then, it was because her feet hurt from not having proper footwear. Well done, child!
We basically did a circumnavigation of Easter mountain.
Let’s get this done!
Bypassing the little Grand Canyon.
Time out for a cookie delivery.
18 Kilo Ass successfully traversed another rickety bridge without destroying it (or himself).
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow Easter, I will fear no Filipina…
They’ve subdivided some lots at the far end of the valley, but there may be a flaw in their planning…
This bridge is the only access across the river. You can barely fit a trike on here. Perhaps they intend to build another bridge for automobiles.
The river in question. It is much more substantial during rainy season.
Deep in the jungle.
A banana plantation.
A bridgeless creek crossing…just a hop, skip, and a heck of a jump to get over…
Made it!
On the road again. Up ahead you can see that burning season is in full flower.
Hello, children. Don’t look at me like that, Christmas is over!
Steppin’ it up near the end of our journey.
Almost to the top, Bum Burglar!
Jesus Christo! And during the Hash circle, we did sing the irreverent song about why Jesus can’t go Hashing, which includes a verse that “Jesus can’t go Hashing ’cause He’s hanging on a cross…
Steppin’ on down to the highway and our On-Home venue…
…at Smoke and Bottles. I really like the picnic ground atmosphere here for some reason.
Cooling those hot Filipina asses on the ice.

And that was the way Run #1477 of the Subic Bay Hash House Harriers went down. Thanks for joining me!

2 thoughts on “My kind of Hash

  1. Cloudy December day.

    I heard via my boss that the Philippines endured a supertyphoon (Rai) that killed nearly 400 people some days ago. (CNN of course attributes the supertyphoon to climate change.) I assume it missed your part of the country since you haven’t written about it. All quiet where you are?

    Nice pics of the hike. I hope the kids don’t become feral if you don’t give them candy.

  2. Yeah, Rai missed us in northern Luzon completely but it was incredibly destructive where it did make landfall. I actually felt bad because I didn’t realize how severe the damage was and didn’t reach out to someone I know living in that area to offer assistance. I need to do better.

    Almost all the kids I encounter take “wala” (nothing) in stride. I pass out cookies as long as they last, but NEVER give money to kids when they ask. I understand doing so is technically against the law and I really don’t want to encourage begging behavior.

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