
They glided in, skidding through the
Traveler's Inn bar males trying to look nonchalant - gathering out on the pool deck. Some, males in particular, pretending they were keeping a low profile if that is even possible in Red Dress - others - trotting into the washroom for a quick change before making a dash for the pool deck. Not quite yet comfortable in the outfit.
Between thirty and forty gathered on the pool deck, were introduced to virgins and visitors as well as
"Barb" from the
Heart and Stroke foundation - our first charity sponsorship representative for a VH3 Red Dress Run. Many enjoyed a brew while waiting for the rabble to assemble.
The hares, Preemie and Digger, were introduced and with virtuous flour, showed how the trail would have been marked if they were marking it - but they weren't - because they had. Then the call - "check it our" and we were off, in various directions, through parking lots, back alleys, short-cuts and then out onto busy city streets, to
City Hall - for a
wedding of course, the ever sultry
Little Blow Peep and deceptively seductive Digger were presented as a pair of veiled
brides and made to recite vows before the assembled Hash, who toasted them with bubbly wine under the uninterested eye of passing
VicPD patrollers - then off we were again, through
China
Town, narrow alleys and out along Douglas too.

Itchy, popped up at various stops, though not quite in uniform one might say. We dropped into and Hash Halted in the sunken garden of the Museum Square. But not before "Just Paul" worked the crowd in front of the
Old Spaghetti Factory all by himself in a flashy spaghetti strapped number of his own
Lakey then informed us of our strategy for fleecing the crowd along the inner harbour causeway. Apparently it worked, we raised
$928.03 for the
Heart and Stroke foundation!! Infinitely more than was ever raised by a VH3 RDR before.
After the fun on the causeway, we wound our way to the lower gorge - upper harbour and found the very welcome Beer Check - where
Cliff Banger was observed pressed up against a man made cliff, with a odd smile on his face
Back at the Armouries we eventually circled up and the run was commented upon as the hares received their reward. Only one stick too it virgin remained, and
Just Elizabeth, read her joke from a prepared script. Charges included
Kitty Licker for showing up way BLAB and wearing a
"H2HRelay" shirt (again). A pair of
Edmonton Hashers brought us greetings from the
Edmonton Hash, but were curiously absent on the run and
not quite appropriately dressed for the event.
BUB was charged for something but it couldn't have been by
Stoolie judging by the treatment (or was that treat) he received in front of the
Capital Iron.
Call Boy won best dressed while fundraiser extraordinaire, was awarded to
Stroke.
Itchy was named Wanker then punished by being given water.
The remaining rabble moved on up to the elegant mess - or was that hash house? - of the
Bay Street Armouries - a fitting place given the origins of the Hash - we had a great dinner, and proceeded to dance the night away. Many thanks to all who put in the work required to put together another great Red Dress Run and great fun event.
On-On
Beaver Fever.