Madison Hash House Harriers

December 29, 2007 - January 2, 2008

HASH HISTORY - Cheddar Head 2008 - Atlanta Road Trip

CHEDDAR HEAD 2008

Chronicles Of Egg Beater

Car of Fools or Going to Hell in a bucket!

December in Wizzconsin can only mean one thing, no it's not some tropical theme getaway featuring girly men drinks with little umbrellas and sissy straws, no it's time to road trip to "lanta" for the Cheddar Head.

Chapter 1: The Plan

With 2 virgin road trip hash'rs bugging me with incessant questions like when are we going, what time do we leave, should I pack a suit and tie or my best dress and high heels for the parties, Ur in at or(pisser) and Tinkle Toes (TT) would not leave me alone, e-mail after e-mail with what will we be doing , do they run, are the hash trails really long or do we need to bring ....blah blah blah.

So pretty much ignoring this onslaught of questions until Friday night, the plan was laid out for them.

1: Meet at Dutch Mill park and ride at 1700 (5 PM He a vie)

2: Drive to Atlanta

3: Hash

4: Drive back to Wizzconsin

Chapter 2: On the road going south

After Pisser and TT loaded up the truck with enough beer and booze to keep a small village looped for a day or two, we left Mad town for the first beer stop. I had planned to make the hash run but figured since Return to Gender was helping to lay the trail with another virgin, it seemed mindless to do the run and just show up for ceremonies like Milk Bone her has been doing for years.

This is a good thing, you actually get to hear the hash go on blubbering about how wonderful the trail was and all about the checks and back checks with a dozen or so false trails that had the FRB's sucking air. The hares laid out the perfect trail in Brooklyn for the pack to figure out. Nice !

So ceremonies had the usual awards with the usual suspects getting them again. Cums & Goes was ineffectually renamed "So Wrong" by Diego and seconded by Ready, all in favor say aye. The party was starting to break up by 1930 (7:30 PM He a vie) so a command decision was made to drink a few more beers and to start heading south to Beloit and points beyond.

Chapter 3: The Goat House (MH3 hash haven)

After a nerve racking night of sleep driving we rolled into "lanta". We talked about stopping at the Jimmy Carter Library but we actually had a different set of priorities for this road trip.

Goati was waiting at the door for us to show up and after all the hugs and kisses

with Jake, we settled in for a quick nap before leaving for the first hash run with SOB H3 (slow old bastards) . It was a good thing that we had rain showers on Sunday because the trail (live hare) was being set by Dr.. Do Do and he hates getting wet and muddy. So the trail was fairly short and little or no shiggy to speak of. Goati

brought Just jake along for his first hash run and he did better than most of us. After some debate about the trail we found the beer check behind a high school. The hare was given his 10 count and we started out again across some flooded fields and through some private property to the On In at a parking garage for the hash circle and ceremonies. Pisser and TT were given a down down for visitors and whining about the flooded fields and rainy weather.

The hash meet up for food and beer at a sports bar after the run. This was the start of The Downfall of the Urinator. After many pitchers and discussion of what a Southern Dirty Sancez is and how to do a proper Spider Man; Surly Temple, Taste like Shit & Choice of Penetration took pisser on a tour of Midtown "lanta' finest watering holes and Gentle mans clubs . First stop was the Claremont Hotel. Local folklore says the strippers here have some very unusual features and is a must to see.

Goati, TT & EB headed back to the Goat house to meet up with Pushover and Super Suck for some home made chili and corn bread. Vegetative State, Pumptkin and Just Dave showed up and we broke into a mean game of drinking Uno.

Some time during the night The Urinator made it back to Goati's and was no worse for the hash boys night out, well except for(stripper scent) having to sleep on the couch.

Chapter 4: The Moonlight & New Years Eve

Goati and Super Suck abandoned us to go scout their trail on Monday morning for a thier birthday hash. So the three of us were going to go sight seeing in "lanta' and the Jimmy Carter Library was not on the list. We made it to a fine establishment called The Brewery which features Irish beer and rugby. It was fascinating so we stayed there till it was time to go get ready for the Moonlight hash at 1700 (5PM He a vie) up in Marietta GA.

We picked Vegetative State and his dog Sugar and went over to the start of the hash and pisser and TT met more hash'rs from "lanta". The trail was a pretty straight forward Moonlight hash 5 miles with many hills. We lost the trail at a country club complex, so half the pack started wondering the suburbs looking for Oop's house. After many miles of walking we decided to ask directions to get back to a main highway. Luck would have it the other half of the pack was seen coming along the road from the opposite direction and they were on trail, and we were only a half block from the ON IN & Oops NYE party.

Oop's & Deposit Slit put on a fantastic NYE galla, with plenty of booze, beer and food. Pisser & TT kicked butt playing pool and being welcomed to "lanta" by Ouch with her titty licks (see picture). But alas we had to leave for "lanta" and make our way to Coffebeans NYE party to meet up with the Goat Poker & her posse.

Coffebean had a much quieter and behaved hash group than at Oops place. When we pulled up there were fireworks going off in the back yard, and not more than two seconds into our arrival the naked hot tub was open and ready for action.

TT & pisser where cajoled into playing darts (naked version) with Taste like Shit and his partner. TT was then asked to judge the Hairy Ass Off contest with the finalist being Taste like Shit and our own Urinator. Urinator gave it his all but TT crowned TLS as the hairiest ass she has ever seen. Midnight showed up and with great joy the hash welcumed in 2008. Soon after Goati again abandon us to go start cooking for the days brunch. After enduring the karaoke from some of the most talented singers "lanta" has to offer we left for the Goat House and some much needed sleep.

Chapter 5: Cheddar Head XVIIII

1030 (1030 AM He a vie) was the scheduled start time for the now famous New Years Day brunch provided by the Goat Poker. Egg casserole, pancakes, cringle, fruit, Mamosa, & cheddar cheese ETC. After several hours of gorging ourselves, it was time to move onto the start of Cheddar head. With the gathering of 170 plus hash'rs from around the world. Public Enema has run the opening ceremonies for the past 19 years and with his rousing wizzconsin songs and the Green Bay Packers Prayer, so with all hash'rs facing Lambeau Field loyalty was professed to the Pack and all was good. On out on the trail led us through some very nice neighbor hoods and then to the Wizzconsin Beer stop where the trail split into an Eagle/ turkey trail. TT & pisser wanted to do for their first eagle trail, so off we went. The trail was led us through some of "lanta"s homeless areas and the crown jewel was crossing a waist deep creek with a sheer mud bank on the other side to climb with two barbed wire fences to cross to finish the trail at the ON IN.

The On In meal was bratwurst, fries and gravy, deep fried cheese curds and cringle for desert. Two half barrels of beer and plenty of cheesy give away prizes. Next event was the hash bowling at Main Street Bowling alley where a dozen teams were formed and the games began. Tinkle Toes was 3 pins away from the women high score but failed to bring home the trophy. Just licks Dicks won both beer frames. But its not about being a winner, its just not being a loser. It was a great time and a hash not to be missed.

Beer, pizza and euchre at the Goat House closed out our new years day.

Thanks to the Goat Poker and her posse for 4 fun filled days in "lanta".