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Arse Cutter
Bad News
Can’t Stop
Sir Eve
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UP AND CUMMING 10-12 October | H5 Oktoberfest @ Tamar Valley Resort, Grindelwald (details below) 8-10 May 2026 | Interhash 2026, Yogyakarta, Indonesia
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Did you know? Bellerive was first settled in the 1820s, originally known as “Kangaroo Point” due to the large number of kangaroos seen on the shore. By the 1830s, the name was changed to Bellerive (French for “beautiful shore”). The village became the hub of eastern shore contact with Hobart, with several boats crossing between Bellerive and Sullivans Cove every day. At the point of Kangaroo Bluff stands the 19th-century British fortress known as Kangaroo Battery, built in 1885, now a public park. (also where Incumming’s Hat was found).
Wow, we had a few hashers coming out of the woodwork tonight. Nice to see Wee Bev, Big Bang, Luv Shack and Smallgoods turning up. This brought our numbers up to the mid-30’s. The Guinness was pouring nicely and it was Happy Hour to 6pm with a Schooner of Guinness at $7. I ordered a couple. All fine before the run I thought, but then …..
At about 5.22pm Ratu Steady Eddie summoned everyone attention with a Party Whistle. Everyone had ordered on Table 64 and we needed to be back by 7.40pm. Unprecedentedly we were ushered out the door to the Boardwalk at 6.25pm! I hadn’t seen Thrillseeker or Bees Dick yet, What the….
Mushroom Lady
Off around the Boardwalk we were sent and passed the non-existent Chambord Hotel to the overpass across Cambridge Rd.
Some Hashers defied the traffic to avoid the overpass and along to Ormond St and a clever FT in Bignell St. Then the laneway through View Street and through the back of the Bellerive Primary School. Most runners were far in the distance by now.
Birthday Girl
Across Clarence St and St Marks Church to Bellerive Oval and the beach path. Up King St and into Fort Street and the Kangaroo Bluff Reserve.
Upon entering the Fort, a wily Bad News spotted a grey hat sitting on the entrance post, quickly snavelled. An FT inside the Fort provided some good view of the River Derwent and the Harbour.
Trail was found down the side of the Fort to the Bluff Footpath where the On Home was found. The walk was about 4.5Km and we were back at the Venue.
Acoustics in the room didn’t help the poor staff who were announcing the food, this is very typical of us Hashers. The Guinness was still flowing and my food was very good.
Once again the Lips started a good Lip session, but 3 Jugs? probably not needed. I enjoyed my night and have now paid for my Oktoberfest entry and accommodation. It’s on on to the next venue in Moonah.
On! On! Sir Eve
2 cans?She’s Off
SKOLS – Organ Grinder & Stunned Mullet
The Hares: Ratu Steady Eddie & Incumming. A good run, started a bit early. Nice Hats
Country Members: Twice Cumming, Wee Bev, Luv Shack, Smallgoods, Big Bang & Fringe Benefits
Top Dek – Birthday “37” apparently (woohoo cake!).
Fancy Hat Runners Up – Triple K and Can’t Stop
Fancy Hat Winners – Steptoe and Next Week
Cracker & In the Raw – spied at the New Sydney talking, Cracker had to help In the Raw cross the road.
Jerk Off – new addition to the Family, a grand daughter
Jerk Off – assistance needed from the three witches of Eastwick about his parking alignment
Bees Dick & Ratu Steady Eddie – Bees Dick was on time, yet still late for the run
Skolls from the floor:
Fringe Benefits – Lost Property, left clothing at another table.
Bad News & W3 – helped themselves to Wee Bevs Scallops and Chips, didn’t order them.
Triple K -Fuk Off song, going to the mainland for 6 weeks
Fringe Benefits – organised everyone top go to the Charity event at the BYC on the weekend, didn’t turn up herself.
Wee Bev – Took daughter Rose (Thorn) to the above charity event, who had to direct her home afterwards.
Incumming – Lost his hat setting the trail, it was found an returned.
Stunned Mullet & Organ Grinder – Overcatering for the Down Downs.
In the Raw – Looked like a drunk walking home, horned hat silhouette on trail
Cost The Oktoberfest fee is $90 and covers Saturday lunch and dinner, p!ss stop (including Sir Eve’s Bavarian beverages), gluhwein competition entry and tasting (assuming that the judges don’t drink it all), lucky door prize and a commemorative embroidered badge.
Registration Make your payment to the H5 Hash Cashiers – Grassroots and Gingernuts – by 26 September. If you can’t get to a H5 trail to make payment, you can use a direct credit payment to the H5 account (ask for bank account details). If making a direct credit, make sure to include your Hash name (or something we can pin down to you) in the details and send an email to this address to confirm.
Accommodation Book your own accommodation with the Resort on (03) 6330 0400, and quote booking 505253. Accommodation includes breakfast and use of the facilities (pool, spa and sauna). There are plenty of options for sharing cabins.
As is customary, Hashers are invited to break out their dirndl or lederhosen for the Saturday dinner.
Details of the gluhwein competition will follow, once we find three corrupt judges with palettes like that of a meth addict.
Questions? See JM ContessaCoupla Weeks for answers, but you need to be able to understand Canadian. CW also has more details of the cabins, should you want to know which option would suit best.
Many years Smallgoods met a beautiful girl (Luv Shack) and he decided he wanted to marry her right away. She protested, “But we don’t know anything about each other.”
Smallgoods replied, “That’s all right; we’ll learn about each other as we go along.”
So Luv Shack consented and they were married, and they went on honeymoon to a very nice resort.
One morning, they were lying by the pool when Smallgoods got up off his towel, climbed up to the 30-foot high board and did a two-and-a-half-tuck gainer, entering the water perfectly, almost without a ripple. This was followed by three rotations in jack-knife position before Smallgoods again straightened out and cut the water like a knife. After a few more demonstrations, Smallgoods came back and lay down on his towel.
Luv Shack said, “That was incredible!”
Smallgoods said, “I used to be an Olympic diving champion. You see, I told you we’d learn more about ourselves as we went along.”
So Luv Shack got up, jumped in the pool and started doing laps. She was moving so fast that the ripples from her pushing off at one end of the pool would hardly be gone before she was already touching the other end of the pool. After about thirty laps, completed in mere minutes, Luv Shack climbed back out and lay down on her towel, barely breathing hard.
Smallgoods said, “That was incredible! Were you an Olympic endurance swimmer?”
“No,” Luv Shack said, “I was a prostitute in Venice and I worked both sides of the canal.”
Three men with terrible addictions go and visit the doctor.
The alcoholic is the first to enter. “Well,” says the doctor, “you have damaged your liver beyond repair—if you have one more drink, you will drop dead.”
Shocked, the man leaves, vowing never to drink again.
The doctor’s next patient is a heavy smoker. “Right,” says the doctor, “your lungs are coated so heavily with tar that I’m afraid to say if you smoke one more cigarette, you will drop dead.”
The man leaves, clearly shaken and promising himself to never puff on a cigarette again.
The doctor’s final patient is a raging homosexual. “Well, I must say,” says the doctor, “I’m afraid that if you give in to your addiction just one more time, you will also drop dead.”
The homosexual leaves, resigned to the fact that he will never have sex again.
The three men are walking down the street when they pass a bar. The alcoholic can’t help himself and runs inside for his final sip of beer—and drops dead.
The two remaining men are shocked but continue their walk down the road where they come across a whole burning cigarette lying in a doorway. The smoker stops to admire it—shaking.
As he’s about to bend down and pick it up the homosexual turns to him and says,
“You do realize, if you pick that up we’re both dead!”
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