Hash House Harriers
Trip Start May 11, 2005
320Trip End Ongoing
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The best part about returning to this hash was that I finally had a hash name (Bendover) Having a hash name gives a little more status to ones hashing reputation. I got Chelise to start coming with me and as normal everyone started to like her more than me. She was also given a hash name (Pissonaya) after running with the club for a bit. When a hasher receives a name it is somewhat of an event and is celebrated by baptism of beer and flour. Check out the picture of Chelise's naming. Once again if you don't know what hashing is GOOGLE IT!
Another grand event was the Magical Mystery Bus Tour on the anniversary of the kennels 1000ths hash. 50 people met at our favorite Hashing Bar (Luckys) at 8 am
.The hash went on a couple of camping trips... one to the Valley of fire where we hashed in the desert had a tent to tent pub crawl complete with naked fire jumping and one canoe trip down the Colorado river. The canoe trip was a sight to behold. 50 hashers in the hot Arizona sun all trying to canoe 8 miles downriver with boats full of ice, beer and food. The camping site there was just a random spot on the side of the Colorado river that had been scouted out before. The run had a planet of the apes theme complete with monkey mask and banana beer stops. Only problem was that one particular hasher tried to short cut the trail and fell down the mountain in a pretty brutal way. Long story short this guy basically rag dolled down the mountain in front of me and wound up in a bloody mess at the bottom. My first was response was to run down there and shout "dude are you ok?" To which his wife screamed back at me "of course he's not ok! He just fell down a mountain!" He tried to stand up but blood was literally pouring out of his head and arm. He was helped back to camp and one hasher who had a legitimate boat motored him back to civilization and to a hospital
Last but not least I finally got to lay a trail on my birthday in a random small town in southern Nevada. This was a memorable trail because the back woods ladies that ran that bar (6 teeth between the two of em) thought I was beautiful. This is not a joke. I know your waiting for a punch line here but these ladies were seriously smitten. They kept stroking me and taking my photos and telling Chelise that they wanted to borrow me. At least I got free drinks all night!