A group of about 20 drinkers with a running problem met up on the first day of 2007 to face dumping rain and ripping wind for a New Year's Hash and Polar Bear Drip (I mean Dip) at Gyro Park. Two minors were also present... Bad to the Bone and the green-haired Grasshopper. Raising them well, hashers!
Partial nudity, wet t-shirts, shrinkage, and the usual heavy dose of innuendo marked this first hash of the year. The running portion was short, sweet, and well-marked, exemplified by coastal exploration and dead-end uphills invading subdued Cadboro Bay. The trail was almost shiggy-free despite the rain, thus the degree of whinging was cut to a fraction of the norm. Hares Preemie and Little Blow Peep should be commended for the stamina and fortitude of their flour droppings, generally holding up well despite the soggy, limp weather. The infamous Defloured (aka Ghana Maria) had a spot of hash-amnesia owing to her world travels, exclaiming "What does an X mean?" Boomerang also blessed the hash with his tan presence and vociferous, growling "Arrrrggh-you?!"
After the beer check, a group of eager, half-naked hashers caused a minor ruckus back at Gyro Park, stripping in preparation for a refreshing apres-run dip in the sea. WhoreMoan made a particularly grand appearance on the beach, clad in white robe and gorgeous trunks, to the tune of the Rocky theme performed by Stoolie and Preemie. Butt-sniffing dogs barely notice the hashers, but humans passing by were stimulated by the group of "crazy people" on the beach.
Bravo to BUB for recently completing the NYC marathon. She celebrated with a swim in her pale blue panties and not much else... On On! Slow Cooker came three times to the sea and was rewarded with an inside-the-robe warm-up from WhoreMoan. High Beams arrived at the water line a bit after everyone had dipped and dashed, but she was undeterred, so Homer, Slow Cooker, and Rachel went at it again. BLAB Hot Nuts wasn't about to miss a chance to go down with three lovely ladies in wet t-shirts, diving in without abandon. He was later seen looking worriedly down into his swim shorts.
Religion and on-afters were held in the home and hot tub of Little Blow Peep and Digger where the swimmers got first dibs on the tub and were allowed to remain seated in the "inner circle" during the first Religion of 2007. Newly-crowned R.A. Double Hump's first time… with Stoolie looking critically yet protectively on, Hump delivered a monologue in the freezing rain. Charges were made and answered to, including offensive hat-wearing, bossy hashing, disrespect, and tardiness. Grateful Head was proclaimed Wanker of the Week for general sucking-up and her attempts to form an alliance with the new R.A.
The inner circle of the hot tub was basking, still numb, drunk, or otherwise engaged, so Religion ended unceremoniously and many hashers took a turn in the tub, whether they deserved it or not. Bad to the Bone gave foot massages and there was a lot of playing "whose leg is that?" Puss-N-Boots conveniently skipped both the run and the polar bear dip, arriving late and joining the hot tub, scantily clad in speedos.
Much food and ale was contributed and consumed. Many thanks to the culinary talents of the hashers who pot-lucked, and to Blow Peep and Digger for hosting this motley crew! Happy New Year!
On On!
Grateful Head, who has learned sucking up doesn't pay