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Run # 1608 Saturday 3rd September 2022

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Run 1608 – Saturday, 3rd September 2022

Run # 1608 was a BMY – Sloppy collaboration. The last time I experienced a run by these two was after the first covid hiatus which turned out to be a mini ball breaker if my memory serves me correctly. I recollect being in the middle of a forest in a pretty precipitous terrain with the daylight fading rapidly. Not a particularly desirable predicament, I’m sure you would agree. So I turned up at today’s A bucket, I’m sure you can understand, with a certain degree of trepidation. Today’s A site of choice was near the Tiger’s head out in Mae Jo.

About 20 of the usual suspects turned out with one or two visitors finding their way on to the Saturday hash. One of them went by the name Of Penis Head from Alaska. And for those of you who can remember the awards – alas they are no more – we could have given him with the most apposite of adornments. The baseball hat a topped with a phallus. I’m sure you all know the one I’m talking about. I think it would have been most appropriate, but this choice is no longer available to us

You’ve probably picked up, the awards as we know them no longer exist. This circumstance came about because Belly is having some building work done and the builder inadvertently threw the award’s bag away with the accumulated rubble. It’s is beyond me how anyone could mistake the hash’s hallowed relics consisting of a 30-year-old toilet seat and the like as rubbish. But at least the wings survived this ignominious fate as they had been left at the A bucket after Itchy Bitchy and Anything’s run and were subsequently retrieved apparently.

Anyway, after the usual hare brief, we all set off into the forest and the first obstacle that needed to be negotiated was a dried-up canal bed where I almost careered into the back of Titty Smoker as he psyched himself up to sprint up the other side. The trail took us through forest along the myriad of paths but surprisingly along – given the mountainous nature of the area – more or less flat course.  For a great deal of the run, I was following Belly who was wearing a green shirt which blended completely into the surrounding foliage. Given the rain that we’ve had lately the ground was quite marshy in places, but we soldiered on.

After about 5 km or so, we came to a lake which on the other side we could see the FRBs getting their feet wet. So taking the sensible option Belly, Tequila Slammer, snail trail – the latter 2 in possession of a mushroom or 2 –  and myself took the dry option around this water feature where we joined up with the FRBs who were surmounting barbed wire fences and cavernous ditches and so forth. An excellent choice on our behalf. The trail at this point took us back into the forest where we came across the wimps who had been on a trail that was apparently as long as the Rambo trail. We then all merrily made our way back to the A Bucket. The run was about 7km along great trail and thankfully generally flat and Stumbling friendly. Great job guys and I look forward to the next one.

Saturday 13th August 2022 Run # 1605

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Saturday 13th August 2022 Run # 1605

Itchy Bitchy and Anything set up camp for this Saturday’s outing at the crematorium near to Itchy’s and Suckit’s place. A convenient A bucket for the sacrificial offerings to the hash gods and with more than adequate protection from any rain that might fall. Around 30 hashers turned up including a small contingent from Phnom Penh who had come along to indulge themselves in all of what hashing in Chiang Mai can offer.

The run started off on familiar trails past the quarried area which seem to be turning into unofficial repositories for the dumping of rubbish. I passed a few mushrooms and pointed them out to Pink Nipples CMC, Chief Mushroom Collector, who informed me they were the deadly poisonous variety, so best left alone. The trail led us into the forest past the meditation temple and onto the myriad of trails that navigate themselves throughout the woodland. Within a couple of kms we came to the Wimp Rambo split. Knowing this area as I do I predicted the run was going to be pretty flat and not to demanding.

We carried on through the forest and then we were sent down an unexpected trail descending quite steeply, then all of a sudden I was in unfamiliar surroundings. The trail was no longer flat and predictable but steep and treacherous, at least in a few places anyway. We traversed our way through the obstacles of the forest where from time to time the paper was quite sparsely distributed. But this helps to keep the pack together. We carried on for a few more kms in this kind of terrain and then I began to recognize certain familiar landmarks again and we soon found our way back to the A buckets.

After the run Itchy  told me that the battery in her phone had died during the set, so they  set most of the run using the old fashioned methods – looking for moss growing on trees and things like that – without the aid of technology. I personally thought it was an excellent run of about 7 km . Well done ladies.

 

 

 

Saturday 6th August 2022 Run# 1604

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Saturday 6th August 2022 Run #1604

Dick the Boy Wonder and Suckit  took us out way past Mae Jo University to Sleeps on It’s place for the latest installment of the Chiangmai Saturday Hash. The last time I was here was back at the beginning of the pandemic – which seems such a long time ago now- and there was a Kiwi guy stuck there as he wasn’t allowed back into New Zealand due to covid restrictions. It seemed such an utterly bizarre situation. I suppose it’s just another one of those almighty anomalies of the last couple of years.

Anyway about 30 runners turned up for today’s offering with a few more tourists finding their way back to the hash, which is nice to see. There were couple from Seattle and the guy, I forget his name, had apparently been on the Saturday Hash back in 1995. So he must be a contender for Longest Time Between Hashes award if such a thing exists. There were also a couple of young guys, I’m not sure where they were from. But they must have been YouTubers or something because they seemed to be videoing anything and everything in regards to the proceedings. I thought to myself, they were extremely fortunate that Chuck Wao wasn’t in attendance as I’m sure he would have had a few choice words in regards to their pursuits.

The hares did all the briefing formalities, but they couldn’t agree to the length of the run. Dick the Boy said it was no more than 4.5 km and Suckit came up with something like 7 km. They had obviously not set the odometer on the vehicle they used to set the run as 90 % of the run was along dirt roads which could have easily been navigated by a truck. That said we all set of along the dirt roads. The trail was interspersed with very gradual yet long inclines which resulted in a reasonable degree of altitude being established which, in turn, afforded us with some spectacular vistas that can only be experienced while hashing.

Suckit’s estimation was the most accurate as to the length of the run as I clocked up about 6.8 km. In my opinion I thought it was a great run along  a clearly marked trail with no strenuous steep inclines to negotiate and some pretty spectacular views to enjoy. Well done guys. Dick the boy treated us to some fine dining at the A site to mark his up and coming birthday.

 

Saturday 23rd July 2022 Run # 1602

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Saturday 23rd July 2022     Run # 1602

Skid Mark and Captain AWOL Were the hares for today’s outing choosing the lesser hashed area , on Saturdays anyway,  of Mae Rim for the A bucket. The X Centre to be more precise.  Around 20 of the faithful turned out with Dick the Boy Wonder making a return after an uncharacteristic hiatus of 4 years. Pre covid he had been a perennial visitor since 1998. Attendance was somewhat depleted this week as a number of the regulars were engaged in other hashing business at the seaside, something to do with primates, I’m told.

One thing you can take for granted is that any run associated with skid Mark is going to be devoid of any particularly precipitous terrain and today was no exception. The hares had negotiated special dispensation to start the proceedings through some private property. A member of the Thai military proving to be positive asset in these circumstances, I’m sure. We were escorted through the private land with HRA leading the way and it wasn’t long before we entered on old abandoned fort made from the flimsiest bamboo you could imagine. Just another one of those utterly surreal places you can only come across hashing in Chiang Mai. Once the fort had been experienced we were guided onto a tarmac road for a while and to the wimp rambo split.

The Rambo trail immediately directed us onto what can only be  described as one of the great wonders of Mae Rim. It was a piece of civil engineering I’d never come across before. An aqueduct of about 1 km stretched out before me. A very impressive structure to be sure. So no checking or following paper was necessary as we made our way across the span as there was only one way to go.

After the aqueduct had been negotiated we were sent along various roads and trails for another couple of kms or so and back to the X Centre. A very pleasant run along an interesting and varied trail and surprisingly no rice crop was damaged at any time during the run  as we weren’t sent through any paddy fields which is very rare for a Skid Mark run.

As Belly Dancer was  engaged on Monkey business at the seaside Anything took over as acting GM.

Thanks  Skid Mark and Captain AWOL for another great hash in Chiangmai.

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Run # 1593 – Saturday 28th May 2022

With the rainy season well and truly upon us, we all gathered at the Agricultural Centre on a damp, muggy, sticky, sultry day in conditions that can only be described as those  resembling a Turkish bath. So how appropriate to have Mr Delight in charge of proceedings for today’s little escapade. As I turned up at the run site, I was met by Turkish who immediately asked me if I had a wire cutters. I’m not really sure what nefarious activity he intended to perpetrate with such equipment, but it all seemed a little dodgy to me. Luckily, the afore mentioned tool is not something I usually carry around with me, thus averting a wanton act of vandalism on behalf of the Turk.

Around 30 of the usual suspects turned out with a few notable long time returnees gracing us with their presence. Titty Smoker and his wife Pink Nipples, the chief mushroom collector, turned up after a short sabbatical in the southern islands. Snowballs was another , not seen for a long time, returnee obviously armed with his photographical equipment of which I have yet to see one example of  his comprehensive photographic documentation of every hash he’s been on. Maybe he’s working on a major production for Netflix or something.

The run took us through most of the Agricultural Centre which in turn resulted in a great deal of concrete roads to be trudged along. As I alluded to before the air was heavy with humidity, so not the most perfect of conditions.

We all have our own personal goals on the hash, some are FRBs and like to make a race of it. Others come along to forage in the forest and there are those, let’s face it, who are only here for the beer. Personally my own goal is to finish in front of Square Rooter. So I was quite pleased, as I made way along the trail, to see Devil’s Reject and Mr Rooter ambling along way behind me.

The trail eventually went out of the Agricultural center and behind the newly built observatory along a track I haven’t been on for many years. It went past a cattle farm along with all this distinct odors that entails. It eventually looped back to the  A bucket. The run itself was about 7 km. I achieved my goalby  once again by finishing ahead of Square Rotter, but in fairness to Mr Rooter he did just about finish in daylight.

For me it was a very enjoyable run, so thanks Turkish. And a fun circle, officiated by Deep Throat, acting GM, as Belly Dancer was away on important business.

 

OnOn Stumbling

Run # 1590 Saturday 7th May 2022

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Run # 1590 Saturday 7th May 2022

Riding to the A site and getting caught in a deluge of almost biblical proportions. I quite reasonably inferred that today’s run would be a complete and utter washout and, if the truth be known, I half considered turning back. But I carried on regardless and you can imagine my surprise arriving at the A bucket with not so much as a hint of rain having fallen and a clear blue sky. So  it’s a comforting to know that our RA – J Coming – is fully in control of his assigned remit, for the time being at least.

Devil’s Reject was making his debut as hare on the CSH3 and had chosen an A site near the Grand Canyon, colloquially referred to in hashing parlance as Superman’s Dog Leg . I have made this point before; I think it’s a good idea to give the frequently used A buckets names. This cuts out a lot of confusion when giving directions. At the moment we have A sites such as: Turkey’s Triangle, Piggy’s Pig Farm and the HRA Shelter. These venues are instantly recognizable, so there’s no need to follow signs or GPS coordinates. Another point of reference that is commonly used is the junction of the Canal and Samoeng roads. I suggested taking the first three letters from Samoeng and Canal making the name Samcan. A point of interest with this name is that in the Thai language Samcan when spoken with the correct vocal articulation means important. These names in time would get imbedded in the folklore of Chiangmai hashing adding a bit of mystery and intrigue to the various hashes. Just a thought.

Anyway back to the run.around 25 of the regulars with a couple of visitors turned out for Devil’s inaugural haring escapade. We set off with the visitors taking an early lead into the forest. They probably didn’t realise , given their athletic enthusiasm,  that the whole point of hashing is nothing to do with running, but it’s all about the cold beer. We made our way along well-trodden trails up and down through the woodland. Another important factor in regards to Chiangmai hashing is the foraging opportunities for the female members. I was a little disappointed to not have seen  a big pile of mushrooms back at the A bucket given the near perfect growing conditions for the afore mentioned fungi.

It was a very auspicious day for myself and Cummalot as we both achieved the 400 run milestone. Having praised the RA at the beginning for his climactic control he lost points at the end as nothing was prepared to mark this momentous occasion the wings hadn’t even been brought to the circle. I had to make do with the Hash Crash. But never mind it was a good day out and an excellent first haring from Devil’s Reject.

Run # 1589 Saturday 30th April 2022

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Run # 1589 Saturday 30th April 2022

It’s that time of year again where the hot season gently morphs into the rainy season and we get  long awaited relief from the searing heat and arid conditions of the afore mentioned. This can only mean one thing in the Chiang Mai hashing community – it’s  time for the CSH3’s AGFU. About 40 of the faithful turned out for Sloppy’s swan’s song  and as time honoured  tradition dictates the hares for this run were the incumbent GM and the GM in waiting. Sloppy and the mystery hare – probably the worst kept secret in history of the CSH3 –  took us to an A bucket near Rajamankla University in the Doi Saket area.

The run itself was about 6.5 km through a pretty mountainous region. There were stories of haunted houses along the trail. Apparently there was actually a circle check inside the house. I hope it was indeed a check and not some sort of ritualistic talisman that could unleash untold mayhem on the hash and anyone who came in contact with it. Anyway the first runners returned in about an hour with Piggy and Deep Throat first back and BUF putting in a sterling performance after his recovery  from no less than two twisted ankles.

Sloppy called the circle together with great big thunderous clouds looming overhead in dispersed with the intermittent illumination of lightning and enormous claps of thunder. There was at this stage about a 99% chance of a complete and utter deluge engulfing our festivities. But in true hash style Sloppy soldiered on taking it upon himself, once again, in time honoured tradition to unceremoniously give his committee members the grand order of the boot and ultimately firing himself. Now it was time to reveal who the new GM was going to be and I’m sure it came as no great surprise to anyone that Belly Dancer was announced as our new commander in chief.

As the first big drops of the imminent storm began to fall, Belly, wasting no time, expeditiously got on with the appointing his new committee. One of the first to be given a position was Just Coming being given the role of Religious Adviser. By this time everyone was reaching for their umbrellas and rain coats, but within seconds of his appointment he raised his hands to the heavens and the rain miraculously stopped – proving to be truly inspired appointment from our new GM. It reminded me of the time when Chuck Wao was RA, a couple of years ago, when not so much a one drop of rain precipitated upon the CSH3 during his tenure. Other notable appointments were Hash Cash – Sloppy Rod; Beer Monster – Anything, Sloppy Rod & Deep Throat; Dr. Byte – Web Meister; Chuck Wao – Hare Raiser; Cumalot – Haberdasher; Always on Top – Splash Queen; Stumbling Dyke – On Sec and HRA was appointed as Executive Assistant.

The OnOnOn was at a karaoke joint where we were entertained by various hashers showing off their vocal abilities. One notable rendition was given by Frozen Dick launching whole heartedly into a song nobody had ever heard. Far be it from me to cast any kind of aspersions on his singing ability, but suffice it to say there were no requests for an encore. Having said that a great time was had by all and may I wish Belly all the best for the year ahead.

OnOn Stumbling Dyke…

Run #1588, 23-April-2022. Belly Dancer and Willy Walls

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Hash Trash CSH3 Run #1588 29-Apr-2022

Run #1587, 16-April-2022. Pigshit

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Hash Trash CSH3 Run #1587 22-Apr-2022

Run #1586, 9-April-2022. Superman and Superbitch

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Hash Trash CSH3 Run #1586 15-Apr-2022