Madison Hash House Harriers

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February 2, 2008

HASH HISTORY - HASH RUN #1590 - Egyptian Style

CLIFFS somewhere out in the middle of Waunaburbia. The hares used Egyptian trail rules that included long trail/short trails, back checks, BN for Beer Near and, so as not to be confused with the aforementioned back check, a "T" for false trails. It was difficult to believe though, that Egyptian rules hashing includes 2 inchs of snow on top of the trail marks. The trail started at what appeared to be a respectable suburban home and immediately split into a "long and short" route. After a bit of actual running the two groups merged and headed into a public conservation area. After searching for the trail returning from a backcheck, the trail continued around a farmstead and toward 40 acres of snow covered fields. The pack was only slightly distracted by a guy shouting in the distance. Turns out he apparently owned the land and wanted the pack to stop and listen to him tell them that he owned the land and it was posted so they should stop and listen to him tell them that he owned the land... well, this went on for some time despite RUDE YARD's attempt to apologize and explain that everyone would run off as soon as he stopped telling them that he owned the land and they should all stop so he could tell them that he... RUDE later tried to buy him off with a gift of beer but that didn't change the fact that he owns that land and everyone should just stop and get off.... RUDE YARD has been living abroad for some time now and was kinda surprised by all the shouting and griping... he later asked, "Isn't that what guns are for???" Almost immediately after crossing the field, the pack found the first BN in the driveway of Just Pete, a stranger who let us use his driveway for the first drink stop that included hot chocolate with peppermint schnaps and gluvine (spiced, mulled wine). It was at this point when someone noticed that ROADBEATER was obsessed with picking the burrs from his gloves. The trail continued to another long/short split before the pack rejoined near another drink stop in a huge county garage. From there the trail went through an old barn filled with even older horse shit and through more deep snow before passing onto a serene wooded trail, over a lovely wooden foot bridge crossing a creek and back to the start. The On-On was at the home of RUDE's sister Amy and her husband, Larry. Amy prepared all the food for the On-On and was delightfully tolerant of the hash. Food included several types of stews and chili, mini macaroons, some great desserts and snacks. The highlight of ceremonies included the passing-on of something like 75 pounds of glowing orange colored flour and a demonstration of an ingenious method for putting down hash marks using baby powder bottles. Everyone had to drink down-downs with their left hand as, in Arab cultures, that is the hand that is used to wipe your arse. According to the hares, it was an extremely well thought out trail. Everyone arrived at the checks around the same time, and no one fell in the water. DRIBS was even heard to say, "It was perfect." but only the hares heard that. He was just about to pass out when some one said "We're here". He rejoiced.

Photos by Ready