Rehash For R*n: 518, Germering-Harthaus, 6th Aug 2011

A very enthusiastic crowd of 9 hashers /harriettes assembled at the Harthaus
S-Bahn station to face a long and winding trail through  relatively unknown
hash area.

Once the” beer truck” was brought to “B” ( the end of that A to B run) and once
Devil finished her attempt to confuse us all with her chalk talk, explaining
some rather unusual markings, the crowd headed of into the unknown following
an initially well marked trail. We quickly left that build up town area reaching
open fields .

I am not so sure whether the hare wanted to tell us something with the fact
(or not) that we had to cross a recent sheep grazing ground were we had to step
over lots and lots of sheep shit .Another courios sighting was a sheep farm we had
to pass which advertised with big letters that they where selling fresh pork meat
I really would like to know how those creatures do actually look.

Due to the fact that there were just a few exlusively distributed checks, the
runners just went away having a wonderful run enjoying the perfect weather,
good company and the beautiful countryside. One major part even provided
a perfect tropical rain forest feeling running along small and slippery trails
through dense and overgrown forest, swampy grounds all over, a little pond which
looked as if the crocodiles just managed to hide away when we were arriving and
millions of bloodsucking mosquitos completed that exotic scenery with even the
perfect humidity available.

The first drink stop was ideally located directly at that pond for us to look
for a hidden LIDL plastic bag with some booze, meant for us to enjoy that idyllic
place. Reality was that those bloodsuckers spoiled our mood for drinking and resting
so that we immediately charged back into running mode in order to make sure that
those flying bastards did not get a chance to feed on us.

After another long stretch of nicely running we reached drink stop number two
where we had to find a pair of running shoes high up in a tree and another hidden
LIDL bag with some more drinks .There we spent a long time enjoying that o
pen mosquito free field and the beer, intending to wait for the rest of the crowd.

The problem was that while we were waiting we also finished all that beer so that
some of the walkers unfortunately had to carry on for getting a beer not before
the circle was opened. 

From there it was another long trot home to our point “B” where the hare suddenly
must have run out of flour.

The point “B” was well chosen as that little lake there  invited a few hasher to
go for a swim and to cool down from that lovely exercise part of the afternoon.

Having been the only RB around “yours truly” (actually the stand-in beermaster)
took charge of the circle after Bottom Blower volunteered to do the piss pouring
as the assistant beer mattress of the day. Our lady visitor from
Finnland/Düsseldorf/now Ulm  “Finnish Me Off” was welcomed, the hare was given
all the necessary punishments for organizing that hash event and everybody
else was given a fair share of charges during the course of that circle.

It was announced that we do need some more hares to keep the MH3 show going.

We all managed to finish a decent amount of beer, lots of chips ,even more Haribo
Colorado and cookies when we finally closed the circle at a time when the sun was
already gone.

All of us agreed that it was all in all a wonderful afternoon / evening spent but
that we have to work a bit harder for our singing part at the circle.

It was already 9.30 PM when we were ready to leave the scene and we abandoned
the idea of going for an on-after meal . 

On On,
Yours truly,

B..M..W..