Run 1272: “Strachan”
Christmas eve 2006
Scribe: lights out

 

Arriving not too long before the run was a bout to start a certain Christmas eve birthday boy, Aka yours truly couldn’t get a parking spot in amongst the main crux of the hashing fraternity. Leading me to park further down and close to the bridge, then I had to change into my hashing shoes. And the circle had already started, when I got to it this was me “volunteering” for the scribe, apparently where’s struth’s bad timekeeping when you need it?

1 downdown for numbskull about “being at the beach” next week, and it was off. Now my own scribe kit was put to use again, Battery fully charged and ringing throughout the run with birthday wishes from friends and family. But trying to use that whilst wearing my gloves and trying to keep up with the pack was certainly a challenge.

After a devious backcheck over the Feuch bridge, on on was to the north of straun up the hills towards bachory. Even the Red flour layed by “the santa without the costume” (aka harley), was struggling to be seen by many a hasher in the extreme frost. However, because Slimer of ghostbusters Fame seems to have taken temporary residence in my lungs, it should be possible to do the run again by just following trails of my own phlegm. The run reached the top of scolty hill where there was a sweety check laid on. However this did test the (somewhat miniscule) knowledge of geography of one of our hashers. But more on this later.

Post sweety check, the run went north towards banchory going downhill very quickly (much like the hash’s financial structure, again, more on this later). The run then proceeded in a loop up another part of scolty then through a particularly NASTY wire/mud swamp obstacle which didn’t make the hares come high in any of the hasher’s Christmas card priority lists. Neither was Piss poor on mine as she was sitting smugly with Farmer on the other side of the obstacle urging me to give my horn a toot. I ask you, these women only have one thing on their minds!! And that’s our “Thing”.

The run then proceed up some tracks through some woodland and to a beercheck which offered a great view of the feuch Valley. En route back from the beercheck back down the hill, we encountered numbskull who – living up to his name – totally lost the trail and bypassed the beercheck completely. Then let slip something about his local geographical knowledge (or lack of it). More on this later again!!

Got back to the cars and after a short while of freezing our Balls off the Circle got under way. Starting of with hash Bean counter Harley talking about a revolutionary new way of financing the hash. HOWEVER. The remaining circle’s collective Brain cell could not understand it so it bored some of us to sleep.

Downdowns were next. First it went to me for My birthday for being 26 years young –(er then the second youngest hasher in Aberdeen HHH), the downdown, whatever I got as downdown was certainly as orange as the mug I was drinking from. I also got a birthday rosette. I put that on and looked a prize winning example. Of what, I do not know, but I’m sure the rest of you will have no trouble coming up with some suggestions.

Goat wrestler’s in law for being mad enough to return.

Winger for not only Talking about not scribing but BRAGGING about it as well.

The santas were pulled into the circle. The prime examples got the downdowns (Piss poor & Mad cyclist)

Serge for Staying at a restaurant from lunchtime till chucking out time eating both lunch and dinner. Some achievement. Considering that curries were consumed It’s little wonder he got a bit of extra “boost” whilst on this run.

Next up, Farmer (pulled up by his mrs) for having a terrible case of the bottom burps since he had a curry…. THE PREVIOUS WEDNESDAY!! Impressive feat there farmer. Rumors that a gas pipeline is to be installed under farmer’s Bed have yet to be confirmed.

Come to think of it… higher altitude we got to on the run, the less frost there was. I’m guessing this was because of the greenhouse gasses caused by both serge and farmer’s Gaseous exertions!!

Lastly, numbskull.. For showing the kinda geographical knowledge that could see him Eligible for U.s Presidency. Once at the top of Scolty hill. Next to the tower as well. He had a good look over the dee valley and thought to himself… “where is Scolty hill?” on this such occasion it was under his feet.

On on was to Scott Skinners. Where Olymprick showed me what hashers get up to in western Australia. Now how much is that plane ticket?!?!