Hash #168 - The Fish Out of Water Hash!

This week's hash falls on the 96th anniversary of those little brown devils, UPS, and the 94th anniversary of the Canadian nickel! - Oh yeah - and St Valentine's Day too. There's good reason to get that HIIT in during the day, so you'll be in fine fettle to fraternize with the fantastic femmes fatales out at the Shamrock later, who will be lovingly ministered to behind closed doors until midnight, when the gates will open to (they hope) hordes of salivating troglodytes ready to take what comes! The classy event is called "Fish in a Barrel", but watch out, dear reader, as often in cases like this, before you know it, the hunters become the hunted...

 

  This is a picture of a preacher. It seemed appropriate at this time.

We're celebrating this 167th Hash with a trail lovingly hared  by the evil Sir Turtle Head and the amazingly tolerant Bushy Pussy.

 

...Here's the deets:

• What: Hash #168 - The Fish Out of Water Hash!
• When: Saturday, February 14th, 2015. 2:00PM
• Where: End of Camino La Dehesa. 
• How Much: $4.000 gets you in, gets you beer and a couple of hot-dogs.
• What to Bring:
  - food (that doesn't need cooking, or can be boiled)
  - extra libations (why not some Elijah Craig Cask Barrel Proof? - I mean' there's his picture again)
  - extra carrying capacity, as in room in a backpack or what have you. Getting up the hill will be a cooperative effort. Each person will need to carry the equivalent of about 4lb of stuff (or, if you prefer, 4lb=2000cc=8 beers worth - a better hashing unit of weight)
  - sunblock
  - water
  - spare socks? (lots of stickers on trail)
• How to find it: Take the C16 bus to the end of the line. We will assemble at the bus stop, corner of La Dehesa & Paseo Pie Andino, at 2pm sharp and walk up from there carrying beers & everything. It's a 3.5km walk from the bus stop to the site, so be prepared to haul some stuff and bring a backpack with room for a six-pack or two, please. We're counting on you, hashers!

We go to the site here:

Here we can see the evil Sir Turtle Head in his natural habitat...

…circle up, and start our trail, ending up right here once again. It's about 4k for the wankers and 8k for the runners. It's a beautiful, pastoral trail:

 The route goes roughly like this:

• We meet at the bus-stop, and walk up to the trail head all together
• Circle up, introductions, and we're off..., going 4km to our hashing site.
• You can run, or you can carry stuff.
• The real circle then happens.

There's details on Meetup, if you need to direct folks there, but they point right back here.
Please remember it's imperative to be on time. The trailhead has many possible paths, so finding the right one requires a little experience, and the walk up is a freaking mountain-bike freeway, so all markings are liable to get erased. Luckily, amateur sherpa Sir Turtle Head will be there to guide us.


** For the uninitiated:
We are a drinking group with a running problem. If that sounds a little de trop, don't worry. It is. We follow hashing traditions, singing songs, drinking beer, and following silly rules. We start with a ~7k run / 4k walk (your choice), then do our circly ritual, sing some ribald songs, and finally we relax, and eat a little. This time we're expecting 10-20 hashers. Come check it out, or join us next time, in 2 weeks.

It's All About Community

The first time I hashed was quite an eye-opener. After finding out about it while looking for activities to expand my horizons abroad, where cultural norms can sometimes feel a little stifling owing to the expectations I brought from the homeland, I suddenly found myself surrounded by people who shared many values that were often met with a frustratingly deadpan incomprehension by locals.

 In a beautiful vineyard, after a very fun trail, a charmingly shitfaced RA grimaced the other way as he sprayed some insecticide into a cloud of bees hovering over a barrel of grapes we would soon be stomping, while he boomed some tripe about virgins having to pay their dues. I was sold.

The most amazing thing about that experience for me was the trust and camaraderie that permeated the event. No one needed to keep an eye out worrying about when someone would run off with their back-pack. Topics of conversation ranged from the mundane to the edgy with a fluid comfort that I had not seen in a while. Old hands exchanged an easy banter while making an effort to be inclusive of visitors and new arrivals. It just felt like community.

There's no question that hashing is not for everyone. The encouraged silliness can easily grate on people, and there is a carefully orchestrated level of dropping inhibitions through drinking, song, silliness, and shared experience, that helps hashers open up, while it can definitely be off-putting to those who depend on a level of straight-laced propriety to feel safe.

In the interest of keeping our kennel thriving, we just ran a survey of the SHHH membership to see what it is about hashing that people really like, and how we can improve our events programming. Admittedly, ours is a small kennel; six of the twelve jobs that make a hash run are done by a single person at this point, so the ability to organize anything with a level of complexity is limited, but we try. The survey was also run during the lowest part of the season, when many local hashers are away, so that may introduce some bias, as it collected answers from a very small sample of mostly die-hard hashers. The results are interesting, though. It seems I am not alone in what I value.

Without further preamble ramble, here's how hashers responded:

After all is said and done, a week before a hash, about 1/3 of the people who know about the hash plan on attending. Keeping in mind the number of people reached who are geographically dispersed at this point in the season, this number indicates a very committed bunch. Once people become hashers, it would seem, they make time for the hash, leaving their loved ones to worry what sort of cult this is they have joined. "Have you heard the one about the Jonestown Massacre? No? - Nevermind: the punch line is too long"...

Word of mouth, our Facebook group, and direct mail seem to carry the day, hinting at the antediluvian demographic skew of our regular membership. Of course, keep in mind that Facebook and direct mail were the two ways the poll was announced...

By a margin of nearly two to one, friendship and camaraderie carry the day as the reasons people say they like to hash. Of course again that could be blamed on the fact that so many of the respondents are stranded in this exotic metropolis so far away from their loved ones, but that is a very significant part of hasher culture. If we add Expat Culture and Mingling into the equation, most people who come to the hash are not there to hash as such. Thank God for the small cadre of stalwarts who preserve the tradition that makes the gathering what it is, no?

Interestingly, hashers are not the tight-wads one might think. However, an important part of hashing is accessibility, and many a stranded foreigner has shown up at our door jobless and barely able to afford a US$5 admission fee, so we believe that even though most hashers are flush with cash, there should always be an event that welcomes new arrivals of modest means. Particularly in cultures where empathy is not a widely practiced sentiment, this is one of the aspects that bonds people to the hash.

Everyone loves a field-trip. Not everyone can manage one. No one likes to be left behind. Duly noted.

What our dedicated respondents seem to be saying is pretty clear: the hash is, overwhelmingly, a social event abut enjoying some time with like-minded people. Inclusiveness and variety in the activities seem to be valued as well. Beer and the trail, along with the circle, are more polarizing, but, of course, they are the very heart of the Hash. Good: proper hash behavior.


-Your friendly local GM,
Multiple Entry

On on!