The Hash goes to the Country!Last weekend the mighty Santiago hash abandoned it gritty city-slicker image and headed out to the farmland and broccoli fields on the edge of town for a spot of jogging/stumbling, foolin in the pool and even a bit of football! All of that before the normal hash festivities even began beneath the gum trees at Leonardo's parcela next-door to our very own Bi-Weekly Deposits bean fields!
|The hashers line up for the start of the 'race'|
|a bit of a jog through a lecheria..not sure who smelt worse, hashers or cows..|
Despite half the hash being out of town on a road trip to La Serena (2 blokes and 10 girls....sounds like you were a bit outnumbered lads!) we managed a half-decent crowd of would-be campers and sometimes runners who managed to muster at (almost) the allotted time and place on a sunny Saturday afternoon.
|After the run, straight into the pool for a spot of water polo....|
|The GM decides to take the crocodile for one last ride..|
Then it was time for some serious hash business back at the quincho.
|Some virgins are inducted into the rituals of the hash|
Names are handed out....to the only man who could follow the convoluted directions and actually made it to the hash via the public bus (see it can be done!!)
|An Irish gent is born again as a Leprechaun|
|Dominasstrix and Full Service Bid us farewell in fine hash style and are inducted into... something or other..|
After this it got really messy.....The hash decamped from the lush surrounds of Leo's parcela to the more 'earthy' delights of the selected campsite up the road. Before long a fire was lit, 10 local dogs were adopted and the serious business of knocking off 5 or 6 bottles of wine and anything else vaguely alcoholic we could lay our hands on was commenced...
|happy campers relaxing (or passing out?) by the fire|
|bi-weekly deposit ties to fit something where it just won't go!|
|The RA shares some of his wisdom with a fireside oratory..|
|inspired by the Reggaeton playing next door, the campers break loose!|
|And finally the GM attempts to relieve some sore heads the next day with a traditional big-breakfast cookup!|