Hash Trash 2237 | Rigor Mortis from Mornington Inn

Volume 42, Issue 14 | July 24, 2023

NEXT RUN | 31 July 2023
Run 2238 from Globe Hotel
178 Davey Street, Hobart
Hare: Gov’nor Honkers
Cost $5 – buy your own food and drink at the venue

RECEDING HARELINE

Run No.DateHare ApparentOn On
22397 AugEveTBA
224014 AugGrassrootsBlack Buffalo Hotel, New Town
224121 AugHare needed!TBA
224228 Aug
HARES NEEDED – SEE FRINGE BENEFITS BEFORE SHE SEES YOU!

KEEPING THE BASTARDS HONEST

Hares in 2023-24. Make sure that your name appears on this list at least once! (Twice if you’re a Co-Hare)

  • Arsecutter
  • Bad News*
  • Can’t Stop
  • Coupla Weeks
  • Eager
  • Grizzly (2)
  • In the Raw
  • KKK
  • Limp
  • Next Week
  • Prawn Star
  • Prickit*
  • Rigor Mortis
  • Robin Hood*
  • Ted Bullpit
  • Thrill Seeker
  • Wee Willie Winkie*

* Co-Hared trail

UP AND CUMMING

2 September | Posh Hash Posh Ball @ Bellerive Yacht Club
6-8 Oktober | H5 Oktoberfest 2023 @ Fox and Hounds Hotel, Port Arthur
25 December 2023 | Christmas Day Hash
29 February 2024 | Leap Year H3 Run 8 (as set by the Phantom Hasher!)
8-10 March 2024 | Interhash 2024, Queenstown, New Zealand
28-30 March 2025 | Aussie Nash Hash 2025, Fremantle

RUN REPORT

Attempt 1:

Attempt 2:

It has been a while since the club visited the Blood Valley Inn.  Not many would remember that when we were last there, the club was banned from ever returning after Steady Eddie and Cracker picked a fight with six Satan Riders bikies and left them all in hospital.

Thankfully, the place is now under new management and that episode is now long forgotten. The pub even looked half decent, there was acceptable beer on tap and the menu interesting.  Rigor Mortis ushered everyone outdoors away from the humans and issued instructions, not that anyone listened.

The runners, numbering over a dozen, took off like scalded cats across the Mornington overpass and were not seen again till right at the end of the run.  Once the Tasman Highway had been crossed the pack descended into the posh bit of Warrane, you know, the bit that likes to call itself Lindisfarne.  This was virgin trail for me but Sir Eve recalled passing that way on his 2425th run.

After wandering around Warranfarne for a bit it was back over the highway and a zig zag about Bligh Street and up through the Green Belt.  A steep and steady climb up Binalong Road with a few FT kept the pack together, well at least those who hadn’t hashed the guts out of the trail and headed back to the pub.

Then down the South Arm Highway back to the pub, which was true virgin territory as even Sir Eve could not recall hashing this route on any of his 4725 runs. 

As we neared the Blood Valley Inn, the runners arrived.  Quarter Pounder or Big Mac (stuffed if I know I can’t tell them apart) came streaking by with the pub in sight. Hot on his heels was Bee’s Dick – who was a bee’s dick behind – closely followed by the other one who wasn’t in front. If any of this trio had wings they would have been flying.  Talk about a brotherly pissing competition.

Back at the pub the meals were good and the beer interesting.  Snack Bar presided over a rowdy circle, much to the amusement of a couple of local young lads.

All up a good run set by Rigor Mortis with virgin territory for the third week in a row.

On On
ITR

SKOLS

  • Rigor Mortis – Hare.
  • Stunned Mullet – trying to teach the Premier how the rap dance (photographic evidence exists, awaiting clearance at the highest level)
  • Grizzly – shagger’s back (not LA, was it Leo?)
  • Bee’s Dick – above and beyond as futsal goalkeeper, most goalies use their hands, but Bee’s Dick used his balls.
  • Sedan Chair – f*cking off (leaving Flat Cat here to fend for herself for a few weeks).
  • Just Kidding – also f*cking off, suspicious?

Hash Lip Snack Bar thoughtfully documented the skols for the Trash, then proceeded to scrub them out as he called them up.

  • Wee Bev and Robin Hood – can’t remembers.
  • JMs Growler and Sonar – Oktoberfest announcement.
  • Bad News – tripped Growler and Grassroots
  • ITR for the Dick family, Bee’s Dick, Quarter Pounder and Big Mac – competitive running.
  • Bee’s Dick – ignored multiple calls for the ‘spicy parmi’, before realising that it was his.
  • Stunned Mullet – had one job to do (payback for Oktoberfest debacle); left Prawn Star’s Hash bag at home.
  • Lord Limp – forgetting is contagious; left his running shoes at home and had to Hash in his work boots.
  • Fringe Benefits – blatantly ghosting the Hash Cash.
  • Lone Arranger – buying batteries for her rechargeable… torch.
  • Random Bar Guy – having too much fun listening in on the circle.
  • …and other skols I forgot to write down.

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