We gathered at the Carringbush Hotel on a clear night ready for the Chef’s Hump Day Special (fish stew which included a pint – can’t lose).
Turns out the hotel was built in 1889 however the hotel changed its name to the Carringbush Hotel in 1984, a reference to Frank Hardy’s ‘Power Without Glory‘ where Carringbush is used as a pseudonym for Collingwood…. apparently.
When Cooch called “Circle up, circle up” I thought he was saying ‘Cuddle up cuddle up’ – must be the acoustics…on the weekend I heard an Englishman excitedly talking about ‘Sex-fur-free’….when he was actually saying ‘Six foot three‘, both disappointing – and we all know sex isn’t free.
Hare – Two Bottoms
Returnees – Shit off a Shovel, Tricky Dicky, Pegamatite, Swingers, Darren.
Run Report – Kat, says its a lot lot longer than 2 Bottoms reported 7.4km…perhaps he forgot to add the rest on. Love the adventure around the G and Abbotsford; a muddle of checks where he played us like cat and mouse. Score: 2560 out of 2600.
Walk Report from Darren who advised the arrows were well hidden and the runners were slow! He enjoyed the tour of Collingwood and awarded the walk 375 out of 400.
Charges from the floor –
A – Deeper charged Blood Sucka for running thru; Klingon charged Mother Trucka for his very strange (unknown) Hash call of: “No”; Racy charged the 2 Bottoms for sending us past ‘Hollywood Confidential’ – not too sure what sort of business is conducted within but the lights were mauve and enticing; Punch charged Racy for suggestive soliciting.
B. Kockup charged 2 Bottoms for…. (not sure); Klingon charged E&B – the run went past ‘Melbourne Impound’ – this is where your car goes when its impounded – E&B confirmed this is a costly stop. Prickly charged Just Darren as the only person to have paid their membership.
C. Punch charged Big Ears for not ordering his meal til he finished the Hash; Klingon charged Saddlesore for keeping a low profile; Punch charged Tricky for coming without Gringa. (he says his greatest achievement)..; Mother Trucka charged Sweaty for sitting in the circle; Deeper charged Mother Trucka for coming back early.
GM Cooch implored us to ‘start thinking’ – we need a Hash name for Darren, then Shit of a Shovel let out a “Beeeeeeeeeeeeee” and we sang, drank and went into the darkness.
Scribe for the night, Racy Tracey