Saturday 1 September, 4pm
Venue: Lime Kiln
Hares:
Just two numbers to begin with...
Newcomers:
- Owen, Nick, Hannah, David, Sad, Rob, Tyler, Travis, Tammy, Kirk, Jean, and (ah!) Parker
Misdemeanours:
- Steaming Eruption - for looking German
- Kevin & Rob for not wearing correct Hash attire
- Bullshit (Colin) and Cowpat (Rosalind) - as New Zealand lost at rugby
- Sad - because Pakistan won the cricket
- Gessie & John - leaving the island without permission
- Returner - Lewis - who didn't bring his Hash t-shirt
- Hon Sec - for not collecting money from St Kitts Hashers
- McElder - a charge on the GM for singing the Dambusters at the match
- Stand-in RA - V.I.
- Helen - for disrespect, wearing a hat in the circle for the 2nd time, and getting a Hash name wrong
- Steve - for grovelling down down
- Hash Shit short awarded to Cowpat
- RA for abusing a Dad - getting a child to tip orange soda over his father
- Charge on the GM for not remembering the Hash lyrics
New names: -
Helen Meekings - Compost Queen, Shit Shoveller, Poopa Scooper, Diaorrhea, Dr Sewage. Voted as Dr Sewage.
- Mark Orme - Erection
Steve Young - Laundry Man, Rum Titty Bum. Voted as Rum Titty Bum.
Run No 10 - The Anniversary Line Out
The day started well with members of the Hash meeting down in Lime Kiln Bay. The event was very well supported by regulars and family visitors, thanks to our financial benefactors in London. Instructions from the Hares: watch the dodgy end and must bring back the artifact. Perhaps a little late starting mainly due to the temporary RA having to go and pick up a BBQ which he managed to break en route and render it useless, then getting lost going to Lime Kiln - obvious why his hash name is what it is and not MAP-MAN!
The route took us up a steep incline, the first false trail took the majority of the walking group (even though the road was a dead-end) on a good wild goose chase, hence they were a little more cautious after that. Up past Olveston House, and with a good bit of organised guidance the runners actually passed the walkers here before zig-zagging back past Hashers' houses. The trail was laid so discreetly that they did not know. Otherwise the RA would have ensured his patio was suitably stocked (I think every hasher checked just in case)! A carefully laid trail took us back down past hurricane house and down the ghaut which took out the weak and feeble. However, this was where said artifact (piece of toilet porcelain) was found and dutifully retrieved back to the beach, where a beautiful BBQ was cooked, well it tasted good, even if we could not see what was being consumed. Festivities were not deterred even when search lights from the headland were turned on to try and intimidate the party. Even the beers running out did not stop the fun as the night mermaids and mermen enjoyed the Caribbean sea and good company. (This scribe care of Frigid Mermaid - many thanks)
ON ON!
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