Run - 1786 - 30 January 2022 Almond Bloosom Run
The Almond Blossom Run
February 30th 2022
Mijas Hash 1786 Near Monda with Just Say When the Queen of Trails,with Mummys Boy doing logistics and the Beer Wagon, also calculating the score of 9.6969696969 which was the recerring number for some reason 69, mmm yes 69
But only 28 Hashers turned up including from Amsterdam
Lusty Juicy and Escort Required
Aniversarseholes- Pepper Grinder and Red Hot Chilly 105 runs
Mummys Boy.. Oh Boy 750 runs, including many driving the Beer wagon, and one in the back of The Meat Wagon. We expect nothing less than 1000 from this stalwart of the Mijas Hash.
The weather was kind to us, but the Queen was less so, even though she had indicated with the new markings that an S was for Shortcut, not for Shit as some of us found out later, or S for Sore feet or even S for Sleep as I did during the On On at the Luna resturant in Monda.
As the crowd of Hashers gathered at the unusual eary time of 12.30, some like myself had bearlly recovered from the previous days Hashing with the one that shall not be mentioned.
The circle was entertained with a dance and light show from The Cardinal's new I Pad on wheels, much to the delight of the younger tech savy crowd, but met with grumblings from the more Germanic older generation of the group.
Off we jolly well went, into the unknown campo and Clonk and I wellcome with the inside information on a brief shortcut to mitigate the dreaded dried up river bed. Anything is better than a dried up...mmmm lets not go there and stick with the trail, which we did till the main pack gradually started to catch up, there was no escape and not knowing the area I had only one option, stick with it till the eventual arrival at the Beer Stop. To get to this point had required scrambling up and down rocky terain with a few unhappy front runners caught with a few cheaky check backs. Lots of Almond blossom as expected and beautiful mountain views all around, It was a Tough One ok and I was almost due for the Air Ambalance before I caught sight of the wellcome sight of The Queen, thankfully doing a sweep of her lost flock just prior to the Beer Stop.
Most people were high on adrenalin at this point, so much that UYB gave up her seat in the Beer Wagon so Google Masterbates could hitch a ride back to the circle. And what a ride that was, almost heaven as each bump and hill climed was one less for us to endure.
Before you could say "Knock me down with a feather" and take a well diserved beer in the deck chair, the rest of the hashers arrived back at the circle, all accounted for and no injuries or fatalities, what a success for another Queen of trails virgin territory trail.
The Cardinal was on form and really went to town on Caka Pants, having his 14th birthday cake made on his head, with all things Hashy Brown, starting with some skid marked boxer shorts and ending with lashings of Curry sauce with everything from Brown Bread, Brown sugar,chocholate chips and everything you can think of in between. He took it all in his stride and i'm sure he's going to embrace the world of Hashing with an open mind and heart.
Well done Caka, you can now call yourself, almost a man.
The visitors from Amsterdam took it all in their stride, on what turned out to be a flying visit as they were due to fly back in about four hours after the circle. Not sure who was who with the names, but the hairy one did a brief RA stint and confessed to being fleeced by Habberdashery in buying some cold weather gear for the mountains, the non hairy one took the sleeve quite well for, for being who she was, the non hairy one.
Other memories of the circle was a few dogs, one trying to dance with her master while getting a down down, the other a handsome chap that liked to roll on his back having his tummy tickeld, what male dosen't like that, I like everyone else was grateful he didn't get too aroused as he was a well endowed dog with a pair of balls you would be proud of.
Once we wrapped it up and headed into Monda on a Sunday afternoon, it became apparent that we would have to park elsewhere, like Guaro or Coin. I personally covered every possibility after dropping my chums outside the Luna Resturant and eventually parked over looking the Castle on the way out to Ojen. As if I hadn't walked far enough that day I was punished with a further treck to the On On.
The meals that followed were enough to choke a Donkey, even a starving Goat wouldn't have got through half a portion, I am still eating from the leftovers we all took away with us.
I was so exhausted I actually fell asleep at the dinner table, see Hash Flash for evidence.
ON ON till the next time.
Yogi Bear
