Run 1255: Torphins

Shock horror newsflash…

Here comes one of the few first scribes to be submitted my me… Lights out @:-)

Before the run even took place there were a couple of automotive incidents, one involving struth but more on this later. On arrival at the hash car park Numbskull was executing a 1million point turn because he couldn’t find a parking space further down.. as he was about to lurch into a space I duly used all of my Silver beast’s power to nip in ahead of him and nick his spot. Much to the applause of and rapture of the fellow hashers. Not that I thought much of it mind, I thought outwitting numbskull at least once was part of the job description of being a hasher.

Rewards for my automotive skilfulness? Well it was being a hash scribe for the evening according to ye olde engine wielding GM (again more on this later).

Again no scribe kit was supplied so I duly went full hilt with my superduper PDA pone thingy which DID IN FACT have enough battery power this time!!
and I can’t remember if I got a downdown for my driving as well , I most likely did then, beer doing its job there.

A renaming may ensue for binliner’s mutt Angus! Start of the run he ran up on a grassy knoll and promptly Fired out a weapon of his own mass destruction, even I Smelt it from the top of Learney hill (or wherever it was we were led)!! And bin liner had not a pooper scooper in sight.. I ask you!! Later I’m sure he(angus) tried to target my shoes by stopping directly in front of me on many occasion requiring my young agility to manoeuvre out of its way.. And most likely bash into another hasher. If angus keeps this up we should rename him Angus DUNG!! He’ll form I dynamic duo (or should that be gruesome twosome) with Pish head (AKA Logie. under ownership of mad cyclist),

The trail was the usual 4 and on. With backchecks, round checks, View checks, Beer checks, Burberry checks, Native Czechs, you name it. It was on this run. A run that the hare said would only take about an hour, but we all ended up back at barbecue Base for 8:45pm. I’m sure many of us won’t like to see megane do what she thinks IS a long run!

Cinders was talking about her “little shit Expletive indicator” where the more times that Little shit says the word “bastard” the higher the indication of how good the run is, or is going to be. Cinders must have really Enjoyed the run because when I asked The Merde Meister about how many “bastards” uttered during the run he said “about 50”. Mind you I dunno what sort of scale Cinders uses though.

The beercheck did however take place at a spot that was on part of the initial trail.. which I thought was somewhat unusual.. but I haven’t yet had my “500 runs get a life Tshirt” yet. Since I’m only a foetus compared to many of the the old gits here.

When we got back to the run, we discovered struth… after negotiating all the heather filled ruts that the run had to offer…. Fell spectacularly on the road where we parked the cars. We also came to a barbecue food feast was held by our hare for the evening, Megane. It encluded food such as potato salad, Carrot cake, and Many a bbq’d pice of meat,  A good job done by her and those that decided to help. At the end of the run we were all “hungrity-hungrity” so we all “munchity cruncheteed” (fans of billy connoly will recognise the quotes there).

The circle started and everyone was enjoying their food so much so that Little shit got in a such huff that barely anyone was wanting to “HASH HUSH” or “FORM A CIRCLE”. El GM deemed this a downdown-able offence.. That got everyones attention!!

Other down downdowns were to :

Returner golden shower (I think)

Megane x2, one for the run, and one for the nosh!

Stainless for (possibly the first time in history) being the first hasher to arrive at the cars at the end of the run.

Struth for attempting to take the garlogie road when it was closed, I was in front and took that road, but on viewing the “road closed” I wisely took the diversion via westhill. She decided to carry on further into the closed road… discovered why it was closed, and THEN turned around & followed the diversion via Westhill that I took.

And finally to Farmer… for having an engine in his possession for so long.. he is officially so far “over the hill”, he is now far away. BUSSPASS FOR FARMER!!

On on

Lightsout @:-)