Hash Trash 2367 |Roseneath Park, Austins Ferry | Sonar

Volume 44, Issue 32 | December 3, 2025

NEXT RUN | 8 December 2025
Run 2368 from 964 Oceana Drive, Tranmere
Hare: Smallgoods and Luv Shack
Cost: $12 Bring your BBQ own food (Bread, drinks condiments supplied)


HARES NEEDED – SEE PRICKIT, BEFORE SHE SEES YOU!

KEEPING THE BASTARDS HONEST

  • Organ Grinder
  • Pole Dancer
  • Ratu Steady Eddie
  • Rigor Mortis
  • Snack Bar
  • Sonar (2)
  • Steptoe
  • Stunned Mullet
  • Sugar Babe
  • Marquis Thrillseeker
  • Twice Cumming

UP AND CUMMING

  • 20 December 2025 | Bike Hash Christmas Grinch Ride |
    10am from Cornelian Bay Car Park
  • 25 December | Christmas Day Hash | Legacy Park, Queens Domain
  • 31 January 2026 | Hobart Full Moon High Noon | Waddamana
  • 8-10 May 2026 | Interhash 2026 | Yogyakarta, Indonesia

Did you know: The suburb of Austins Ferry is named after James Austin (1776–1831), who had been transported to Port Phillip in 1803 with his cousin John Earl, for stealing honey and bee hives. The site was soon abandoned, and the colonists moved to Van Diemens Land in 1804. After serving the five year balance of their sentences, James Austin and John Earl were given small land grants on the western shore of the River Derwent, nine miles from Hobart Town, which became Austins Ferry.

Well we are a hardy bunch. I had just finished a three-day lap of the state by motorbike and nearly half the Hashers here tonight had assisted or contested in the Bruny Island Ultra or Bruny Island Marathons. Not withstanding the weather, as it was indeed precipitating on and off.

As we assembled it was like an old peoples home with the ever increasing list of medical issues that were being complained about. Namely my sciatica, Shit Creek‘s strained calf, Highness Eager and Just Kidding’s blisters etc…. We all handled it like professionals and just ended up doing a little less than we normally would.

It was good to see some returning faces, like a hornless Eveready, Vodka Cruiser and of course our missing Lips from last week. Only thing missing this week was our Cashiers, so our esteemed GM Grizzly took over the reins there. Oh Deer! only a few weeks to go.

That was the other change, was the venue for our Xmas piss up. Now the Prince of Wales Hotel in Battery Point. Always been looked after there anyway. Looks like we might have a very good turnout as I spied Grizzly adding numbers to the list.

Eventually as it turned 6.31pm, Sonar called us to order. The trail was set on Flour, chalk and shredded paper if it was still there. Runners off to the front, walkers past the playground to towards the footbridge.

Over at Mason St we found an FT, then back across the 2nd footbridge. Later an FT near the river.

Up the hill by the back paths, there were a few choice words here

Once we reached to top, the rain returned for a short while. We came down the back of the hill and eventually made it home

It was then on to the Lip Session. I must say though, that there was a veritable plague of rabbits around. We could easily spot about 100, unfortunately the photos don’t really show that many.


On On to rolling hills of Tranmere at Oceana Drive.

On! On!
Sir Eve


SKOLS – Organ Grinder and Stunned Mullet

  • Sonar- Too many Rabbits and Hills.
  • Country Members – Stunned Mullet & Voka Cruiser (Eveready had already left)
  • Bruny Island Ultra Committee Members and Helpers Lord Limp, Sonar, Bad News, W3, Governor Honkers, Cant Stop, Ted Bullpit, Top Dek, Highness Eager, Just Kidding, Organ Grinder
  • Helpers Cups & SocksGovernor Honkers, W3, Bad News, Top Dek, Ted Bullpit
  • Racists (Marathon & Ultra) – Just Kidding, Highness Eager, Brazilian, Prickit, Can’t Stop, Thrillseeker, Contessa Coupla Weeks, Cracker, Organ Grinder
  • Sonar– left early last week, ran past the Gyms with his guts sucked in.
  • FRB Vest Handover – awarded to Next Week
  • In the Raw – Birthday, allegedly 43
  • Just Kidding – as an organiser helped out at the Community Hall, locked the keys inside, got a random stranger to break in
  • Just Kidding – ran 30km in sandals
  • Just Kidding – new shoes, fluffy BJ shoes from Temu
  • Lord Limp – at the Police Traffic control meeting, called W3 – Wee Willie Wanker

Skols from the floor

  • Sir Eve – Bandy Legs, or crook back
  • Lord Limp & Cant StopLimp gave Can’t Stop the microphone, too many “Ah’s”
  • Bees Dick – very unhashlike – racing Lord Limp
  • Contessa Coupla Weeks – a sterling effort in taking Photos at the Bruny Island Ultra
  • Cracker – lost property, a jacket less the sour squirms that were given out in the circle
  • Grizzly – organised some TShirts for some teams/individuals. Just Kidding slept in hers when she got it



Link to all photos for Run 2367 – Roseneath Park


A 40-year-old woman wants to get married, but she is only willing to marry a man if he is still a virgin. After several unsuccessful years of searching, she decides to take out a personal ad. She ends up corresponding with a man who has lived his entire life in the Australian Outback.

They end up getting married. On their wedding night, she goes into the bathroom to prepare for the festivities. When she returns to the bedroom, she finds her new husband standing in the middle of the room naked and all the furniture from the room piled in one corner.

“What happened?” she asks.

“I’ve never been with a woman,” he says, “but if it’s anything like a kangaroo, I’m going to need all the room I can get.”


A teenage boy and his grandfather go fishing one day. While fishing, the old man starts talking about how times have changed. The young man picks up on this and starts talking about the various problems and diseases going around.

The teen says, “Grandpa, they didn’t have a whole lot of problems with all these diseases when you were young did they?”

Grandpa replies, “Nope.”

The teen says, “Well, what did you guys use for safe sex?”

Grandpa replies, “A wedding ring.”


A woman walks into a tattoo parlor and tells the artist that she wants a tattoo of Santa Claus on her inner right thigh and a Thanksgiving turkey on her inner left thigh.

The artist says, “Ma’am, that’s kind of a strange request … Might I ask why you want those particular tattoos there?”

“Well,” she says, “my husband’s always bitching that there’s nothing good in the house to eat between Thanksgiving and Christmas, so I thought I would fix that!”


Grand MasterGrizzly
Joint MastersContessa Coupla Weeks
Wee Willie Winkie
On SecSir Eve
Hash CashGingernuts
Grassroots
Hash LipsOrgan Grinder
Stunned Mullet
Hash HopsIn The Raw
TrailmasterPrickit
Hash FlashSonar
Hash HornEveready
Hashet ManagersViagra
Next Week

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