Run 1713 | 9th March 2016 | Saddlesore & Bondi @ Mountain Goat Brewery Richmond

There was a really good turnout for NickelBy’s Camberwell run with quite a few visitors and returnees. There was lots of greenery as NickelBy took us through plenty of parks and sportsgrounds. He also took us along the old rail…
In 1959 some students in Durban South Africa set a world record for the most people one could fit into a phone box at one time. However, the record wasn’t perfect because bits of body parts of people were inserted…
Sometimes the most interesting thing about a hash run isn’t the trail or the food or the location. It’s the snippets of conversation. Your scribe overheard the following discussion between Prickly Bush and Lotsa Fun just before Wednesday’s run. LF:…
While it’s true that your hare/scribe has the face of an angel and the body of a super model (three or four super models probably) who’d have thought my most charismatic quality was my hash arrows. The siren song of…
This run was positively orgasmic if you’re a train spotter. The Punch-Ups set a gorgeous run through some of Melbourne’s loveliest residential streets and suburban gardens. We trailed past hideously expensive but beautiful Kew homes and gardens till we got…
Did you see the press report a couple of weeks ago (22/1/16) where a flock of sheep stopped a high-speed driver after a 90 minute police pursuit through Central Otago near Queenstown NZ. The police pulled over a driver whose…
Initially Cooch had us running around in circles, several of which were located within the Burnley Gardens. Over the years, Lakeside has run 7593 runs through Richmond and I don’t think we’ve ever been through Burnley Gardens so points to…
The Religious Advisor was asleep at the wheel because the heavens bucketed down on LuBangOz’s well laid Hawthorn trail until there was nary an arrow or flour blob left. Of course, we only have his word for it that he…