Run 221 – Arboleas
On Sunday 10 September 2017 seventeen intrepid Hashers descended on Arboleas for Hash 221 organised by the Hares Tiny Tim and Hilda Ogden. Remarkably all Hashers managed to find the meeting point, seemingly without issue. Possibly a first but also sufficient to make the day a success in the eyes of some. After coffee and catch up a convoy to the start was organised. Badly! Inextricably the convoy managed to lose Norman and Ma Bates before it started. A diversion through a car park ensued and after minor consternation a reunion was effected and the circle could be formed, avoiding the six-foot snake that had thoughtlessly died in the start area. A warm welcome was given to Virgins Janet and Eve who both joined the walking group. Phil a returning Hasher who has not attended for about two years was welcomed with the observation that his last Hash must have been particularly demanding. Tiny Tim took control of the running group and confirmed that her “Scorpion” route would indeed have a sting in the tail. Hilda Ogden, meanwhile briefed the walkers that the “Bilbo Baggins” route would be somewhat more genteel but more importantly: sedate.
Both groups set off in sunny conditions with a light breeze, cooler than recent weather, which was much appreciated by both groups. The route initially for both groups led down the Almanzora River rambla. Whilst the running group were busy trying to decipher the, frankly, nationalistic signage employed on the day, the walkers enjoyed their stroll whilst discussing the effects of Global Warming and the Roman and Moorish Occupations on the route. Some of the four-legged Hashers were also swift to establish that the river was not entirely dry.
The running group returned back through Arboleas to an impromptu beer stop and Al Fresco History Lesson delivered by TT. After this the runners disappeared into the Campo for a final dash, before dropping back into the rambla for the return to the start. The walkers meanwhile crossed the river and made their leisurely way back towards the start. A failure in reconnaissance led to more improvised water crossings, which were negotiated without great concern, though once again our four-legged friends fully availed themselves of the opportunity for an impromptu bath.
Once back at the start the returning Kingfisher held court and administered down, downs for infractions recorded during the Hash. Penalties for watering the Campo and failure to employ arcane Hash protocols were duly dispensed and accepted. A harsh but fair judge is the general consensus. Thereafter a naming ceremony was conducted for Cherry who henceforth will be known as Goody New Shoes. It is only right and proper that the Hash’s thanks be recorded for our substitute Beer Master and his lovely assistant who ensured a variety of beverages were available for the victims. Thereafter the assembled company retired to bar for restorative drinks and Tapas.
For those unfortunate enough to miss both the History and Geography sections of the Hash please contact either TT or Hilda who will be happy to provide an update.
As an after note, there is a shortage of Hares for forthcoming Hashes. So, it is probably an appropriate time to remind you of the comments of one of our greatest Hashers and Statesmen, John F Kennedy, an inveterate Hasher, fondly remembered for his colossal yet good natured on, ons with Central American Dictators, film stars and crooners, who said “Ask not what your Hash can do for you, ask rather what can I do for my Hash.” So fond was he of this statement that he later paraphrased it during his memorable political career.
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