Good morning! Paradise as seen during my dog walk today.
But this post isn’t about today, it’s about yesterday. Hash Monday to be precise. We did a trail mostly through the foothills surrounding Naugsol valley as laid by our Hares, Leech My Nuggets, and Bug Fucker. Most of the Hashers caught the truck and rode it out to the trailhead but I chose to hike out to the start and that added 2.5K or so to my day. I did a shortcut around the last climb near the end, so it evened out I suppose. My tracker said I did a little over 8K–not bad for a hot day. To the photos then:
The trail as plotted by the Hares. It started at Bridge #4 as seen above to the left and ended at Leech’s house here in Alta Vista. So, I started and ended in Alta Vista. That bubble at the center-top is the climb I avoided–I just kept going straight instead.Heading out of Alta Vista. Only one other Hasher was with me at this point, Black And Dickher.We did catch up with two other like-minded Hashers, Almoranus and Fireman, along the way.A glimpse of Easter mountain.We arrived at the Bridge #4 start point about 10 minutes before the Hashmobile came rolling up.And finally, we were On-On the real trail.As usual, I quickly fell behind most of the other Hashers. Yeah, I’m slow, especially on hills, but I’m that guy always stopping to take pictures along the way, so that slows me down too.Some of the other slowpokes. Heading for the hills.A hot day, but very beautiful scenery.It’s the dry season so not much water to be found. That will be changing in a couple of months.It was pleasant walking, for the most part, which is a little surprising given Leech’s reputation.Hello there, Tinkerbell. She’s heading back to Belgium and doesn’t know when or if she’ll be back. Nice gal, she’ll be missed.Country living.My only climb of the day. If you are behind me you are definitely a straggler!A view from on high.Hello again, Easter mountain.Picture time!As is always the case, Leech marks his trails well. If you get lost when he’s the Hare you just ain’t paying attention.Eeking out a living in the backwoods.Where uling (charcoal) comes from.Almoranus showing off. He’s one of the handful in our Hash who actually runs a good portion of the trail.When I rejoined the trail after my shortcut, I encountered this group of Hashers. I also got to experience a new back way into Alta Vista by following this trail.That’s always a good sign!Getting up to Alta Vista always involves a climb, but this was a bit much.And it ended with having to climb up and over these big rocks. Won’t be taking this path again anytime soon. No thanks!Back in the neighborhood. That’s Leech’s roof straight ahead… Leech’s backyard at last and the end of Run #1490 of the SBH3.On-Home! Leech and his gal tied the knot this week and they provided some great eats to create a reception-like flavor to our Hash circle.Some of the food available (there was another table full as well)Onto my plate and into my belly! That’s Leech sitting in front of the banner proclaiming his marriage to Leech My Pussy (Reylyn).The food line…You snooze, you lose!Oh, and we celebrated the birthday of Bug Fucker, who just recently returned from being trapped in Australia for two years.
The circle ended but the drinking fun didn’t stop. A bunch of us made our way to It Doesn’t Matter and continued to party.
From what I can remember, at least two rounds of birthday shots were raised in honor of the birthday boy.
Well, I can handle my beer but when you mix hard alcohol into the equation, all bets are off. I knew I needed to get while the getting was good, so I headed out for home. No trikes were available outside IDM so I continued down the highway. When I got to Sit-n-Bull I remembered I didn’t have the makings at home to satisfy my drunken sweet tooth, so I popped in to see what they had in their pie fridge.
I usually go with their outstanding carrot cake, but when I saw this pecan pie I knew it was coming home with me.And I found just enough vanilla ice cream in the freezer to top it off.
A sweet way to end a great day of Hashing.
3 thoughts on “The long and the short of it”
Pie looks tiny but good! Hope it hit the spot.
Beautiful pics of the trail. The PI continues to be gorgeous.
I think I’ve read here & elsewhere that you Hashers are “drinkers with a running problem,” but only some of you ever run! What’s up with that? Have you ever run a trail before? Personally, in my current shape, I can’t imagine ever running more than a kilometer. Jogging, more like. After my stroke, I’m now useless as a runner because I still have lingering balance issues.
Congrats to the newlyweds. Long may they leech.
Good pics as always. Seems like it was a good day – nothing too out of the ordinary, but a good one nonetheless.
Wasn’t really that tiny…a single serving equivalent to a large slice. Wasn’t cheap…350 pesos ($7.)!
Well, the moniker of being a “drinking club with a running problem” doesn’t really exclude us walkers who are by far the largest group in any Hash kennel I’ve participated with. Maybe in places where the members are not so old and weary, it is different. I’d say we have 10 runners out of 50 regular attendees.
Brian, yep, that’s my goal–making the ordinary days good ones. We all have that power I think, it is just too easy to let circumstances dictate our mood.
Pie looks tiny but good! Hope it hit the spot.
Beautiful pics of the trail. The PI continues to be gorgeous.
I think I’ve read here & elsewhere that you Hashers are “drinkers with a running problem,” but only some of you ever run! What’s up with that? Have you ever run a trail before? Personally, in my current shape, I can’t imagine ever running more than a kilometer. Jogging, more like. After my stroke, I’m now useless as a runner because I still have lingering balance issues.
Congrats to the newlyweds. Long may they leech.
Good pics as always. Seems like it was a good day – nothing too out of the ordinary, but a good one nonetheless.
Wasn’t really that tiny…a single serving equivalent to a large slice. Wasn’t cheap…350 pesos ($7.)!
Well, the moniker of being a “drinking club with a running problem” doesn’t really exclude us walkers who are by far the largest group in any Hash kennel I’ve participated with. Maybe in places where the members are not so old and weary, it is different. I’d say we have 10 runners out of 50 regular attendees.
Brian, yep, that’s my goal–making the ordinary days good ones. We all have that power I think, it is just too easy to let circumstances dictate our mood.