Vancouver Hash House Harriers

Nov 5 2011

Sunday, November 06, 2011

The Vancouver Hash House Harriers
Run No.1306 of 1415, Saturday, 05-November-2011
at
Douglas Park, Heather and 22nd Ave, Vancouver
by
Rump Roast

Roast is leaving for Thailand next week, he will employ prophylactics imaginatively to keep the free water out that is trying to get into Bangcok. Roast keeps talking about getting his bilges pumped, so I think he must be going to Bangcok to help drain the floods away? His going-away present to us was this nice run on a beautiful day which employed the hairy tennis ball technique and a tiny, 2.5 Kg bag of Robin Hood's flour.


Aw Fuck It, Dangler, Hardon with Shitty & Road Kill, Swish (visiting), Impaler, Abysmal, Banshee, Manhole, Goes Down Easy, Analyser, Sex with the Beast, Sheep Shagger, Victor (virgin), Roast (hare), Porno Prick, Do Me First, Low Blow & Lucy, Maple Dick and Beheader (later) - 18 hounds and a harer - all made it to the run.


The run started at the SE corner of Douglas Park and proceed S towards False Creek with a back check at the N end of the Granville Bridge. That back check directed the hounds towards the Cambie Bridge and thence wigglely-wagglely up hill on the E side of Cambie for a beer check at the school located at the NE corner and one block over from the park. Onlky one hound made it to the back check on the Granville Bridge, but almost everyone except that hound seemed to find the flour at the S foot of Cambie Bridge and only the virgin got lost... Estimated length of run about 13.5 Km.


The beer check was conducted with civility and chips and Shagger received much sympathy for somersaulting over his foot, twisting an ankle, grazing his knee and bleeding from sundry penetrations. Swish had got up at 0400 that morning and caught no less than 10 wonderful salmon which he thoughtfully released back into the Squamish River, AFI seemed slightly the worse for wear but WTF?


Down Downs seemed easier to deal with where we were so Manhole kindly brought the beer to us and we piled into it with reckless abandon to build up sufficient energy to overcome the chill which developed as the sun sank over the horizon. Manhole is feeling very sad as her cousin passed away suddenly at a very tender age, hugs and support, please.


We adjourned to the Fairview Pub for the On On On - all self-serve as no waitress, and enjoyed what Banshee described to us as the best hamburgers in the city. This may explain why Banshee is behind the camera and not a food critic in front of it.



Next week's run will be hared by Banshee and the location is to-be-advised - Manhole requested a trail run, and we echo her sentiments - what is the point of running on Saturdays if the best we can do is waddle around the city?


On On !