NEXT RUN | 30 June 2025 Run 2343 from the Hobart Workers Club Level 2/74 Elizabeth St, Hobart Hare: Arse Cutter Cost: $5 Buy own Meal & Drinks
RECEDING HARELINE
Run No.
Date
Hare Apparent
On On
2344
7 July
Steptoe
Maypole Hotel
2345
14 July
W3 & Robin Hood
Midway Point Tavern
2346
21 July
Grizzly
TBA
HARES NEEDED – SEEPRICKIT, BEFORE SHE SEES YOU!
KEEPING THE BASTARDS HONEST
Hares in 2025-26. Make sure that your name appears on this list at least once! (Twice if you’re a Co-Hare†)
Cant Stop
Sir Eve
Eveready
Growler
Sonar
Rigor Mortis
In the Raw
UP AND CUMMING Wed 2nd July 2025 – Hump Day Hash (Launceston) 1st Birthday Hash Run, 6.30 pm @ The Gunners Arms Tavern 10-12 October | H5 Oktoberfest @ Tamar Valley Resort, Grindelwald (details to come) 8-10 May 2026 | Interhash 2026, Yogyakarta, Indonesia
RUN 2342 REPORT
Did you know? The site of the Derwent Tavern has been the location of an Inn or Hotel since the 1800s. Early maps indicate the site as a Railway Hotel in 1872 and in 1910. The Tavern, in its current form, is a key point in Bridgewater, and for the community. It is one of only two restaurants within a 1km radius. Convict heritage is on display at the waters edge with the old bridge abutments and sandstone wall still visible to the public.
When In the Raw was keen to set this run in a certain time frame, I could senses a theme coming on. As it turned out there was going to be a very short window early on to do this. Hint below:
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A fairly good number of Hashers made it to the Tavern, most with plenty of time to spare. No need to choose Dinner option, It was only “with” or Without” when you paid the cash.
In the Raw addressed us advising it was an unique opportunity run with two trails, runners and walkers. Don’t leave your valuable behind. Needless to say that several Hashers did not read the Trash, emails or Facebook posts about these details and scrabbled to collect their belongings.
The Runners went left out the door, walkers to the right and up to the new bridge walkway. Not much to talk about the trail until we got off the bridge. Lighting on the far side, meant the trail markings were in the shadow. Nice view down on to the old bridge. Once off the bridge the trail went left under the highway. This was because the incompletion of the footpath which was barricaded.
Once on the shore side we went past the old sandstone building which was the old Black Snake Inn. Then under the new bridge before making our way through to the causeway.
As we crossed the old Lift Span of the soon to be dismantled Old Bridgewater Bridge, who was there to greet us in the middle of the road? None other but In the Raw with an allegedly championship winning gluhwein Piss Stop.
This’ll be a run to remember declared In the Raw. Who has ever had a Piss Stop in the middle of the Midlands Highway! We had arrived at the Piss Stop with plenty of time, enabling much banter, nibbles and drinks to go down before heading back to the nearby venue. I personally took the opportunity to walk back to the Lift Span and have a pee of the downwind side of the span, just because I could 🙂 ….
It had been a very opportune time to have the run and piss stop across the old bridge an of this Wednesday it was back open to traffic to New Norfolk, as there was roadworks closing part of the highway.
Back at the venue, the mad scramble for early drinks had finished, the Platters of food arrived. There was some disguised morsels that had a bit of a zesty spice to them.
The Lips then took over for a well deserved Lip session and the GM Grizzly handed out three milestone badges.
On! On! Sir Eve
SKOLS – Organ Grinder & Stunned Mullet
The Hare: In the Raw. Too many bridges, not enough hills. Nice Piss Stop.
Country Members & Visitors: E-Route, Clear Fell, Brazilian, Eveready, 1/4r Pounder, Comfortably Dumb, Bad News, W3 & Coupla Weeks.
1/4r Pounder: No Hash gear, arrived early, got cleaned up at the Pool Table.
1/4r Pounder & Bees Dick: still trying to skimp out of paying
Lord Limp: Got blood on hash shirt tonight. Ran into the new bridge..
Cant Stop & Bees Dick: 2 fine athletes, Cant Stop must be in Juiced up Games
Sonar: Photographic Ingenuity, tried to drain battery on phone to stop photos
In the Raw & Snack Bar: Out recently, refused service at a bar. Went to another pub that was closed.
Skolls from the floor:
Cracker: a secret Collingwood supporter (dobbed in by a grand daughter)
Sir Eve: Birthday last Friday, a few.
In the Raw, Governor Honkers, Prickit, Cant Stop, Cracker, Top Dek: Racists, swimming competition on Saturday, Solstice.
Sir Eve: Ginger Nuts and French Tickler photo in Trash
Sir Eve: have have a Pee of the Lifting Span of the bridge\
Last Monday Offal took a stroll around Bridgewater, where he has visited his whole life. As he sees the landmarks, homes and streets from his youth, he starts reminiscing.
“I remember helping build that old bridge when I was 25. I worked hard on that. But people won’t call you ‘the bridge builder’ if you do that here. No, no, they don’t!
I remember building that house over there when I was 30. But people won’t call you ‘the house builder’ if you do that. No, no they don’t!
I remember building that Derwent Tavern where I still drink when I was 35. If you do that people won’t call you ‘the tavern builder’ either. They sure won’t!
But if you fuck one goat…”
To get ready for the MONA Nude Solstice Swim, In the Raw decided to test things out the morning before. He didn’t bring his swimming trunks, but who cared? He was all alone. So he undressed and got into the water.
After some delightful minutes of cool swimming, he got out of the water and noticed Top Dek and Lone Arranger walking along the shore in his direction. In the Raw panicked and grabbed a bucket lying in the sand nearby. He held the bucket in front of his private parts and sighed with relief.
Top Dek and Lone Arranger got closer and looked at him. In the Raw felt awkward and wanted to move. Then Lone Arranger said, “You know, I have a special gift. I can read minds.”
“Impossible,” said In the Raw. “You really know what I think?”
“Yes,” Lone Arranger replied. “Right now, I bet you think that the bucket you’re holding has a bottom.”
A woman in her 30s was taking her mother to the gynecologist. After dropping her mother off, she and her 10-year-old daughter ran a few errands, then returned to the doctor’s office to get the older woman. When her daughter picked her up, she was quite upset. The following conversation ensued:
Mother: “Do you know what that doctor said to me? He said, ‘Don’t we look pretty today,’ while he was looking between my legs! I was quite shocked. Do you think that he was inappropriate?”
Daughter: “Are you sure he wasn’t referring to your hairstyle or something?”
Mother: “Well, it still wasn’t appropriate or professional. I wonder if it could be considered sexual harassment. What do you think?”
Daughter: “I don’t know. Were you embarrassed?”
Mother: “I was very embarrassed. I used some of your vaginal deodorant spray this morning, and he may have smelled that, but I still don’t think he should have commented!”
Daughter: “I don’t have any spray like that.”
Mother: “Why, sure you do! In the blue can that was on back of the toilet. I used some before the appointment.”
Granddaughter: “That’s my Barbie Golden Glitter Hair Spray!”
There was a papa mole, a mamma mole and a baby mole. They lived in a hole out in the country near a farmhouse. Papa mole poked his head out of the hole and said, “Mmmm, I smell sausage!”
Mamma mole poked her head outside the hole and said, “Mmmm, I smell pancakes!”
Baby mole tried to stick his head outside but couldn’t because of the two bigger moles. Baby mole said, “The only thing I smell is molasses.”
Q. What do you call two lesbians in a canoe? A. Fur traders.
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