Chiang Mai Saturday Hash House Harriers
Drinking and Running Since 1991
Hash Trash 1553 Grand Master – Skid Mark Haberdasher – Snail Trail
Historian & Awards Master – Superman Hash Cash – Chatterbox
Joint Master – Just Cumming Beer Monster – Deep Throat
Religious Advisor – Chuck Wao Hare Raiser – Bushy Tail
Deputy Beer Monster – Sheep Shagger On Sec.– Stumbling Dyke
Run 1554
Run number 1554 saw Mary Poppins as hare with his young apprentice, Grub, taking up the mantel of co hare. This was the first day of ,young, Grub’s work experience in the noble art of trail setting in Chiang mai. A very prestigious occasion combined with a very serious undertaking for the young hasher. This is something I’m sure you can all appreciate, with all the nuances and traditions that need to be observed along with all the fiendish tricks and peculiarities that have to be developed in facilitating runs worthy of Chiang mai hashing. The location was the Hex Shelter near to Ob Khan. Whenever we gather here, I always look to see whether the wall has been rebuilt which was demolished a few years ago by some over exuberant hash behavior. I have to report the wall hasn’t been replaced, but the rubble has been cleared up.
When I arrived at the run site; I learned of the fire that had occurred the previous night which had destroyed Bushy Tail’s restaurant. Her place hadn’t been open very long, but it had quickly become a convivial meeting point for hashers and was establishing itself as a de facto hash pub. I’m sure I speak for everyone when I say, that her restaurant will be greatly missed and we all share her sadness in the demise of a bourgeoning business in such horrendous circumstances. Thankfully, there were no casualties associated with the blaze.
There was an unexpected addition for today’s run and that was the return of a few visiting hashers. It’s quite strange seeing unfamiliar faces on the hash although its really great to welcome visitors again. Hopefully, as time goes by and the vaccination program pics up momentum we will get back to somewhere near normal.
I’m Sure MP gave a hare brief, but I can’t recall anything of it. About 30 of us set off in the usual direction for this location. Everything started as per usual with the FRBs doing what they do, locating all the checks etc. with us rear echelon runners following behind. Everything was going according to plan until we got to the Rambo – Wimp split, or should I say the lack of any indication of the split. There seems to have been extraneous forces at work sabotaging the trail by picking up the paper . The result was a considerable amount of confusion as everyone ended up on the wimp trail. The FRBs seemed to have gone in all different direction some doing the trail in reverse. Crap Thai and Sloppy Rod came running down a very steep mountain. Then as if by magic Mary Poppins and Grub came along to put us right. There were now about five of us following the correct trail Sloppy, CAT, Snail Trail, Juicy and myself.
We managed to find the original Wimp – Rambo split and it had definitely been tampered with. After about 5 minutes or so on the correct trail we met Deep Throat and HRA coming towards us. They had obviously done the run in reverse and advised us to turn back as there was a treacherously steep hill we would have to descend, so myself, Juicy Fruit and snail Trail took the advice and headed back the way we had come and back onto the wimp trail. On our way back in, we noticed Cumalot driving up the trail. It transpired that Obscene had suffered a fall and needed to be taken to hospital as he had apparently been knocked unconscious. We carried on back to the A bucket, passing through the obligatory barbed wire fence we always pass through when we run in this area and back to the Hex Shelter.
I managed to clock up just over 5 km and it took my just over an hour. It actually turned out to be a very good run on great trails, so well done guys and a an excellent first effort from Grub.
Back at the A bucket I could see Just cumming in a heated discussion with the local village headman in regards to us parking on the side of the road. Things looked like they may get out of hand, but I witnessed one of the greatest pieces of diplomacy I think I’ve ever seen. The headman seemed to be getting increasingly agitated then Lung La, without saying a word, pulled a couple of cans of Leo beer from the cooler and thrust them in the guy’s hand. The guy calmed down considerably and went on his way. It was an amazing spectacle to behold. With regards to obscene I don’t think he had sustained any serious injuries as the last time I saw him was in Yummy Pizza at the OnOnOn tucking into a double pepperoni pizza with extra cheese.
OnOn Stumbling Dyke….