Run 1713 - 19 Sep 2020
Hash Stats:
Hares: Colonic and Five Knuckle Shuffle
Marks for the Run: 9.3
Location: Camp Out 2020 - La Cala De Los Gazules,
Number of Hounds: 50
Visitors: Quite a few.
Virgins: Several
Returners: Some
Anniversarios:
250 Shaggy
350 Gang bang
Distance: 5-15 km Completion time: Quite a while
Hash Narrative:
Los Colonic Irritation, ( I've got you by the Gazules) Five knuckle shuffle Covid Campout extravaganza.
Postponed from June because of the global pandemic, and now three months of pent up energy and mayhem unleashed upon the province of Cadiz.
It was never going to be an easy ride, Covid hanging around and somehow never away from hash mind's, even when gin confused oblivion finally set in,this loosend up the inability to comprehend any form of social distance requirements, but settled us all into the mood and tone for the well anticipated weekend.
The weather was unusual, not the heat of a normal September, but rain and thunderstorms kept me awake the night before driving to Los Gazules,the chosen venue and virgin territory for the Campout.
On erecting my tent, and inserting my mat,sun lounger mat and sleeping bag I realised that this was a true "covid friendly" environment, let it rain,who cares as no other person would want to venture into such a confined space. A social distancing masterpiece of camping heaven.
Breakfast was Spanish and simple, the tone set by our evening meal and subsequent meals to follow. Cheap and cheerful being the standard service for our $60 weekend fee.
Streaky, not one for holding back, made her feelings known to everyone who was within moaning distance, and after trying to consume the remaining gin stock on the Sunday afternoon, everyone else who was in SHOUTING distance was going to take some further disgruntled abuse about anything!
We will miss you? when you finally abandon these Spanish shores, 'just say when' has adopted your tent so its going to be your last one under canvas.
On to the run, the hares confirmed that they had set a great trail, but needed your order for the beer stop, as this had to be hauled by hand from the end of the road. The true trail heading upwards and upwards over the ragged terrain of the national park, then down and down through the canyon to the amazing beer shop. My only insight to this being the wonderful photos from you intrepid hashing stalwarts,confusion always close to a hangover and well ingrained into hash culture, enabling many of them to fight their way through a wire fence when an opening gate was available to use.
Logic and common sense don't really have a chance on a campout weekend.
I wanted to follow,but may swollen ankles told me that the beer stop was my only goal for the day.
What a great location, with views normal people would be envious of, in a Covid world they are spectacular!
I waited to see JSW leading the pack in, whooping the arse of Cardinal Sin. Muslim was up amongst those front runners, his excuse being he kept close to Gangbang (insider knowledge)? who knows or who cares, we just wanted them all back in one piece.
Nine still missing when I set off back, I was wanting to check out the local pig population before the circus started, some awesome pork wandering around outside the campsite, you wouldn't want to wake up next to one of those mother's.
Eventually we all arrived home safely, apart from a few scratches and ready to take abuse in the sitting circle. Not to be confused with a knitting circle,no knit one pearl one here,plenty of beer,drunk at your own pace, or sprayed at you as punishment from our sadistic RA and Co Hare Colonic in full German helmet, goose stepping, non political correcting abusive glory.
His adaptation of a garden weed spray pump, eventually filled with beer (trapped air) he should know,as he has plenty.
This device supports the two builders buckets, full of ice, to keep everyone in check.
And did they have some use, Aquasex appears to have been a permanent fixture in one of them, I had my turn for talking in the circle, as did many other people for ?
Colonic Irritation has his own rules.
Some new Hashers had to be named, 'Pop my brown hole' is new to me,his partner no name Catherine has to be named.
She arrived at the beer stop with blood running from both knees.
From now on, arise "buggered in the woods " on on
Another new face, no name Natalie, Jerry can was trying to pull on Friday night, unfortunately on escorting her back home she woke up campsite staff in the wrong Cabin, as she's a little wonky in the eye department her homing instinct failed, as did Jerry can't, for tonight, there's hope for them yet as she is now known as,
Pearl necklace. on on
Another naming lesson in hash politics, included the impromptu upgrade to Sir, for Rub her turd!
No one was more shocked than him, as he owns up for little interaction with the Mijas Hash and has less than 300 runs and very few trails as the hare?. Although a prolific hasher in the Far East, and has completed thousands of runs around the world, and survived a snake bite!
Could it have something to do with our Chancellor's decision being based on the wonderful shirts that he provided for the Campout.?
That saved Stiffness a lot of Fanying around.
Just an observation and as you should all know by now, nothing personal, its just a Hash scribe.
Didn't Buro Bollocks get named also,
Or was that Sunday?
Google Masterbates was on form and had purchased a pop up tent, whilst easily erecting in less than 5 seconds, he found it impossible to replace into its bag, much to the enjoyment of everyone watching him pack into his little convertible car. Then he left the site without paying!
He was however on form chatting up the virgins at the circle, so he can't be that bad.
Anyway, I hope everyone is healthy and Covid free, as the Saturday night fancy dress code, to go as your hash name loosened up a few Covid recommendations for enjoying your time in the campsite.
Dead end, into the final journey
From behind, into Covid safe sex
Red Hot chilli, into anything Hot
Cabin Boy, as above
Aquatic sex, could be Covid safe
Mummy's boy, ready for a good hiding, didn't you just want to spank him.
Oh well, on on to the next one.
Your ever observant scribe
The Rev George Moony rtd
Sometimes known as
Yogi GBH bipolar bear
Campout
Weekend 2020
Programme
All times are subject to change if Colonic Changes his mind.
Campout 2020 T-Shirts
Generously Sponsored by RHT
Friday 18th September 2020
16:00 Registration
17:00 Social Distancing
20.30pm Evening Meal
Saturday 19th September 2020
07.30 – 10:00 Breakfast
13:30 Lunch late change
15:00ish Run 1713
20.30 Evening Meal Party (“Come as your HASH NAME” Obligatory)
Sunday 20th September 2020
07.30 – 10:00 Breakfast
11:00 HAIR of the DOG RUN 1714
13:00 Lunch
La Cala De Los Gazules,
Carretera de Patrite, Km4
Alcala de los Gazules (Cadiz)
Run #1713
Saturday 19 Sep 2020
15:00hrs
Run #1714
Sunday 20 Sep 2020
11:00 hrs
Hares:
Colonic
5 Knuckle Shuffle
Run Details/Times
Pinned Locations
and
General Communications
Will be on What’s App Group
MH3 Camp Out Covid 2020
+34 630 72 97 69
If you are not on this
group contact Colonic
Covid-19 New Normal
Groups of 10
in effect.
A Birthday message
from RHT
and our thanks for his generosity
in sponsoring
Camp Out 2020 T-Shirts
Hashy Birthday Old Friend
Now I’m Seventy and feeble
and my flame is almost out
what are used to be my sex appeal
is now my waterspout
There was a time of its own accord
from my trousers it would spring
but now I have a full-time job
to find the bloody thing
I used to be embarrassed
to make my cock behave
for every single morning
it would stand and watch me shave
But as old age engulfs me
it sure gives me the blues
to see it hang its withered head
and watch me tie my shoes
OnOn… Frank Sumatra