Combined Bays Xmas – 25 November

Seasoned Hashers say there's nothing like a 5-star, glamorous, year-end piss-up with everything you can imagine laid on, no expense spared.  Well, this was nothing like that – but it was still a great night put on by Mount Hash!.  The venue was TECT Park, a forest reserve midway between Tauranga and Rotorua, with a nearby shortcut to Whakatane.

Around 75 hashers met on a fine, pleasant eve.  They came from far and wide, Wellington, Mooloo, Taupo, Tokoroa, Whakatane, Mount, Coromandel and Rotorua. They discussed details of their trip there, the first Hasher off, or

The last Hussy on. the trail was laid by Macwatt, with much intent for a successful climax.  69er and Kahluis ably assisted the Hare in this regard.   The booze was staggered in arriving, mirroring the way that many left with it...  Words and wine were soon flowing as the Hashers arrived from all directions.

A few hardy runners set out, along with a large group of walkers, on the park trails, following plentiful flour markings.  The run went through a tunnel, testing the sure-footedness of some.  There were no Mishaps on the trail (she had covid), and the various groups converged at a clearing for the piss-stop.  With so many younger hashers speedily running in, Rotorua risked gaining the title of being a Racist Hash!

Upon realising they were at the piss-stop, thirsty and desperate Hashers lustily prepared their lips for a good Screw

Driver Beware, said the sign above the clearing, but we all made it safely back to the shed for down-downs, after imbibing Humpy's glorious Orange & Vodka concoction.

ABN started the fine session, with assistance from Peeping Farmer Tom, and a fine session it was too, with many sculling, and a few songs sung.

Daisy and Eggspurt brought their 'Make America Grate Again', pink elephant vessels, and asked Blow-out to fill them.  This he did by trying to pour in through the upraised trunk.   But, little did he know that Monica Lewinsky was the only thing capable of quickly going down on an erect presidential icon!  Resourcefully he found another hole to Suk-inn the beer.

The organisers, lead by Sourpuss, aimed to cater for all with a wide variety of drink choices.  But, clearly there was a problem with the Waikato chilly bin, as the beer soon disappeared into thin air, leaving only ice.  This was contagious, as the Tui and Speights bins did the same, and the bubbly and white wine too.   Before the end the only booze that hadn't disappeared was the Lion Red and a few bottles of Red Wine. 

The evening feast was expertly organised largely by Suk-Inn and Pokin-Out, and what a great job they and their helpers did. There were buns, ham, chicken and 4 salads, followed by a choice of cakes and slices. 

The clean-up was quick with so many volunteers, and everything wound up around 9.30pm.

 

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13 hashers was all we had that were hale and hearty enough to walk the walk. Knose was our hare and what a cunning run he laid. Back to basics, a classic set piece of all the right marks, checks,  arrows. What could go wrong? Well everything of course. Too much talking, not enough observing and Knose standing on the corners like an exasperated teacher pointing at his missed blue arrows. The run was tight, every highway and byway of Kerikeri township. many checks, lots of marking, lots of confused hashers. Blackbeard knew where to go, and disappeared into the distance, we waited for him to call on, but one of us pointed out he was still standing at the bridge. Turned out to be a water main thingee painted blue, but Blackbeard had worn green this week!! A Specsaver moment??

Robin Hood insisted he had seen blue marks by Mill Lane in the morning while dog walking. Turned out every manhole, and arrow is painted blue in Kerikeri. Lots of arrows, lots of blue marks, just not Knoses.  Another Specsaver moment!

Duncan was getting thirsty, Heavy Metal, strangely quiet had a croaky throat so the call was made to head back to base.

Rock Salt was busy for a Monday night. Luckily we had a private room.

A 10 out of 10 for Knose, the hare. A superb job of reminding us how to follow a trail. 

Heavy Metal got no sympathy for swimming in very cold water and losing his voice. 

A great run. Ebeneezer tried to make a speech, thanking all those who sent wishes to the club on this auspicious occasion. The cake was made by Blackbeard's family. Many thanks, it was delicious.

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Nelson’s 30 years of Hashing Anniversary Weekend. Bethany Park Motor Camp, Kaiteretere. 18th – 20th October 2024. Nelson H3 was founded in 1994 by some Hashers after Rotorua Interhash and as history shows they ended up having “two” first runs. Perhaps I can sum up the early days as follows:- “It started with their very first run, at the venue, Branford Park, With a group of hearty Hashers out to drink and have a lark. But a crew from Christchurch missed the call and really had the yen, So we said “Fuck it, that’s ok, we’ll do it all again!” And so it was that they organised a second first run too, Another day of trails and beers, we’ve nothing else to do. They held the second first event at flashy Monaco, And from that day they kept it up, a Hashing they would go. Like every club they had to have a patch whilst on a run, So it came to be for all to see, the brilliant Nelson sun. But over time the patch was changed, “See what they think of this”, Good old Lord Nelson, drink in hand, hurdling a barrel of piss. Well the years they came and the years they went, now here we are today, And many a member from the very first, had fun along the way. They’d run and drink and drink and run as the decades rolled along, And those that came and went through time have helped to keep us strong.” And so, after many months of organisation and research by the event committee, led by our illustrious GM, Mini Ha Ha, the time arrived to celebrate an important milestone in the history of Nelson H3. Thirty years of Hashing is a big deal in any Hash Club, so we wanted this event to be one to remember for all involved, both attendees and organisers. With the major drawcards being the location and a “surprise” activity, we were relying heavily on the weather Gods, obviously including our RA Sierra Hornie, for a rain free sunny weekend. I can only presume it was the overwhelming influence of SH on the other Gods, that brought about the stunning weekend that it was, after forecasts in the preceding weeks of 15cm of rain. And so things got underway on the Friday, with the delivery of piss, food and other essentials, (in that order btw!), to kickstart a great weekend of Hashing. With final numbers of 71, including some coming across the ditch from “Straaya”, the venue, which was the same as Nash Hash 2023, was perfect for our requirements. It didn’t take long for all to get settled in the bunkrooms or park up their homes on wheels and join in the festivities. There was many an “oooh” and many an “aaahh” as people received their welcome gifts of an awesome celebratory patch and an even more awesome beach towel, displaying a massive Lord Nelson logo and reference to Nelson’s 30 year celebration. The first official act was a rousing welcome from Mini Ha Ha and the revelation that the “surprise” activity, was a boat trip up the coast to Apple Tree Bay. With strict time restraints in the morning, it was emphasised that they would need to be at a certain place at a certain time to avoid any fuck ups. “Good luck with that”, I’m sure was the thought running through most minds at the time, so we would have to wait and see how that panned out the following day. So with announcements complete, everybody settled in to enjoy a dinner of ham and salad washed down with their chosen beverage, and an air of anticipated excitement crept over the venue as tales of Hashing, both land based and maritime, were swapped amongst those present. With the promise of fair weather the next day, hopes were high for a great day out in the Able Tasman National Park. Saturday……Trail day!! The day dawned clear and sunny and NEARLY everyone made it and gathered on the main beach at Kaiteretere, awaiting the arrival of the boat. Sadly, Right Arse had WAY too much fun on Friday night and didn’t make the boat trip, not bad though to only have one missing. After a short wait, during which the handle broke on one of the chilly bins, spilling a number of beer cans onto the sand, the boat arrived, and everybody went to go aboard……or so they thought! :- “The boat is here let’s raise a cheer while we cruise on through the sea, It’s a lovely day what better place could any of us be. Let’s climb aboard, this merry crew, we’re happy with our lot, But no, before we hit the waves, we have to have a tot. A Port no less to keep in mind, Nelson’s nautical theme, In a little cup we got to keep, my goodness did it gleam. I’m sure the thoughts of all those there, was that this was really living, Another gift from the goody bag, that only keeps on giving!” And so with celebratory port distributed and all aboard, we got underway and headed up the coast, past Split Apple Rock, and onto Apple Tree Bay. The majority of Hashers disembarked here to set off on a stunning walk or run, through native bush with intermittent views of the sea as they went. After a while the track opened out along the top of the hills with fantastic views of Tasman Bay and the coast line heading towards the destination, Piss Stop and lunch venue, of Anchorage. With a short walk along the beach and past the DOC hut they came upon the lunch and Piss Stop venue, only to find the chilly bins full of piss they saw being loaded onto the boat, were not actually there. They were however, a short distance away on the beach, as by that stage, the crew of elderly and infirm Hashers tasked with delivering the aforementioned goods, had only got them that far. Let me explain:- “We always have a Piss Stop where we drink a few cold beers, But getting there with no cold piss is one of our biggest fears. So the boat took off and left us there, with the chilly bins on the beach, Alas the destination, looked sadly out of reach. And so it was the ragged bunch of stragglers on the day, Pondered their options of moving the piss to the venue down the way. As they racked their brains to find a way to move them as they oughta’, Mole said, “I know what we’ll do, we’ll float them through the water!!” So up we got this motley lot and dragged them down the sand, And it started looking likely that we had the task in hand. As long as they float in the salt sea moat, we would be in luck, But if they don’t, I’m sad to say, then we are pretty fucked! With anxious eyes and fingers crossed, Mole placed one in the briney, Lo and behold it slid with ease and made our task look tiny. And so it was our forlorn plight was looking like a win, And we cheered out loud as we moved the bins with all the beersies in.” So the hardy group of Beermeisters got the piss to the far end of the beach, using the “Close enough is good enough!” formula and all enjoyed sarnies with a snack bar and a piece of fruit for lunch and a thirst-quenching beverage from the chilly bins. (Once they found them!) There was much discussion about the awesome trail they had just completed, (amongst other things), and before we knew it, the time had come to get all the bodies and the consumables back to the pick up point for the return journey to Kaiteretere. Whilst the bodies took care of themselves, it was decided to use the same mode of transport for the chilly bins, as it worked so well the first time. So as they were floated back down the beach with everybody thinking how swimmingly well, (pun intended), it was going….. this happened:- “With lunch all over and swims all done we headed back to the boat, And the chilly bins with much less piss were easier to float. But suddenly from the sandy beach from amongst the wandering horde, Sierra Hornie ran for a bin and tried to jump aboard. Well no surprise it didn’t work, she was soaked from heel to hair, And her precious cell phone left her pocket and sailed through the air. Along with the damage she’d already done this situation sucked, So once it landed in the drink her phone was really fucked. She grabbed her little voice machine from the sandy salty water, And realised what grim demise her circus trick had brought her. With her bottom lip down past her hip and trailing in the sand, She knew bravado and disaster, often went hand in hand. So from there on in she walked along the beach like all the rest, With now no hope of riding, the refrigerated chest. However as she closed in on the meeting point ahead, Another tot was being served, but this one green not red. When we left the start we got some Port, but time was getting tight, Now this one was for starboard, not the left…the right. With Midori downed and no-one drowned we headed out to sea, What a cracker time was had by all, that was plain to see.” We got back to Kaiteretere and enjoyed a leisurely (if not loud) stroll back to the campground. There, it was business as usual with everyone either relaxing in the sun or playing games, with the most popular one being “Jelly shot Jenga”! Of course, as always there was the traditional Fine Session, so after a while Mudguard called us to Circle for the eagerly anticipated Punishment Period. For a little while nothing happened and then we realised why, as our GM, (Mini Ha Ha), and RA, (Sierra Hornie) appeared, resplendent in matching multi-coloured full length coats, accompanied by traditional three cornered hats. I’m pretty sure this was the first time anybody, including the Nelson Hashers, had seen this, and added a colourfully refreshing aspect to what was already, a great day. The Fine Session started with those present who attended the “First” Nelson run and then those who attended the “Second First” Nelson run, joined them. It was, as I have come to learn with Nelson Hash, an entertainingly funny Fine Session, which included the regular Fines at away weekends as well as several Fines from the floor. Following is a summary of the aforementioned Fines, but, due to a technical issue, (ie: a shit memory), I am heavily reliant on the RA’s notes, which thankfully, she still had. (Cheers SH) First Run and Second First Run Attendees: Plumley, Soup, Teddy Beer, Soak, Romney Marsh, WENDY, Toy Boy, Red Light District, Oxfam Legs and Vaseline Elly. Sierra Hornie, Plumley and Stroker: 1000 plus runs with Nelson H3. Congratulations! Soup: 500 runs with Nelson H3. Well done! Plumley: As a representative of Nelson H3, received a Down Down in an engraved triangular glass vessel, which was a significant heirloom of Nelson H3 dating back to the first days. 30th Anniversary Organising Committee: Congratulations on a job well done. Hares: Mudguard, Mini Ha Ha, Plumley, Shaggus and Poopa Scoopa. Lost property: Soup, songbook from 20 years ago. A-Minor, celebratory Pannikin. 5Nil, towel from 5 years ago. Stroker, his Mum’s memoirs which he used to write his Hash notes on. Wendy: Did not sign the book for the “Second First” trail, 30 years ago. Great research! Nazal Kum: Abusing a little girl for riding her bike faster than he could go. Also Nazal Kum: Being designated as lolly boy on the plane to celebrate his 65th?? Birthday. Couldn’t Cum: Paid her rego twice for two people, then paid for accommodation twice, but only for ONE person?? Hard luck Pete! Phlonker: Impersonating Lip Splitter. (In a high pitched semi-female sounding voice), “Yes you can have head”!!?? Red Light District: Killing wildlife in a National Park by swallowing a fly. DOC would not be happy! Nice But and Handle: Recent Birthdays. Right Arse: Missed the boat and day out. RU?? It was at about this point that the Fine Masters whipped off their coats, only to re-don them, showing that they were fully reversable and were now dressed in bright purple, very impressive. Bolyx: Making a presentation to Navigator from Christchurch at Nelson’s Anniversary weekend. Felloffa: Fell over by a pole so immediately got up and danced on it. Plumley: Worst joke award. “Why did the elephant cross the road? It was the chicken’s day off!” Sticky Willie: Left his undies on the boat. Don’t ask! Fannys Gash: Having a Short Beaked Sandwich Eating Kiwi, (Weka), steal his noodles, but whilst that was happening another one stole the coffee from his caravan, obviously the intended target. Nice decoy work Short Beaked Sandwich Eating Kiwis!! Poopa Scoopa: Causing RLD to swallow a fly by announcing they had done 1km and she said “Yay”! Gypsy and Felloffa: Chatting up the Park Ranger. Mini Ha Ha: Calling a boat a “boot”. (Leave her English accent alone!) A great Fine Session with plenty of hilarity was then concluded with the announcement of “Social Drinking”, a call which was taken up with much enthusiasm and “Much Rejoicing”. Then, just when you thought you had received all the good stuff, a dinner of bar-b- queued gourmet sausages, steak and salad was served. With dinner over it was back to Social Drinking, as is the tradition, with some choosing to watch music videos on the big tv whilst others mingled, drank and chatted about all things Hash and pretty much anything else that came to mind. They say that the sign of a big day is an early night. And so it was that most, if not all, were tucked up in bed by about 1:30, obviously dreaming about their big day in the Bay! Sunday…..time to say good-bye. Of course, all good things, (and GREAT things), must come to an end, and so it was, we found ourselves gathered for the “Sunday Fine Session” conducted once again, by our GM and RA, in much less formal attire. Arguably the most important Fine was for the organising committee and helpers, for putting on a truly “Primo” weekend. Recognition that was well deserved, as I can honestly say, I would struggle to find anybody who did not have a great time. Other fines included but were not limited to:- Lost property: A traditional Fine with a vast array of property belonging to too many to mention individually. Sir Creamalot: Being charged with the task of keeping Master Baker, (Nelson’s), phone safe and dry whilst he floated a chilly bin down the beach. This he did, but then, not appearing to give a shit about it anymore, left it on the bench for whoever to pick up! In recognition of the Battle of Trafalger in which Lord Nelson beat the French whilst also getting injured, all Hashers displaying a Nelson H3 logo received a Fine. We were then treated to a re-enactment of the aforementioned battle, starring Plumley, Stroker and Teddy Beer, in honour of Lord Nelson winning and getting injured, but not dying until the following Monday. All actors were fined for their efforts. And so, when the clean up and pack up was done, it was time to say farewell as Hashers drifted off to commence their return home. On behalf of everybody, a huge thanks to our GM, Mini Ha Ha, for heading our organising committee. As they say, every team needs a good captain…..as does every ship! To all involved, I would like to say, the considerable effort and the huge success of the weekend, is a credit to you all, and makes me proud to be a part of Nelson H3!! Thanks sincerely, to all who came to celebrate our 30th Anniversary. It was great to see you and I trust you all had a fabulous time in the sunny Top of the South. On On and Happy Hashing, until next time. (Possibly NZ Nash Hash 2025)? Sir Creamalot, for and on behalf of Nelson Hash House Harriers.

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Thirty-three hashers gathered at the Seatourn Clubhouse (Seatourn Bowling Club) for some pre-lube bevvies to brave the Wellington inclement weather (windy but not wet) to attend Corpus-l 1000th run on Saturday 31 August 2024. Most Wellington clubs were represented as well as a smattering of imports (namely MB – Napier and Pannekin-Nelson).

 

The motley crowd gathered outside (just as a shower of rain whisked through - poor SUNBEAM got a tad damp.) 

 The run headed off in a westerly direction and then split. The walkers took the low road and the runners the high road ...

 Corpus-l selected a fantastic and elevated piss stop (above the Seatourn primary school - was this one of his haunts?) out of the wind (mostly) with views. There was lots of choice of tipples (beer, wines, mixers). The piss stop was on the track upon which there were a bunch of locals walking their dogs wondering what we were doing (answer: drinking). We didn't like having to carry the piss up the hill though!

 

The fines session, well led by Capital GM Scrac Thing predominantly (and rightly so) concentrated on Corpus-l's achievement and he was lucky enough to get a few extra drinks during this fines session (how's the head Corpus-l?)

 Great event Corpus-l (you did a great job - ably assisted by the foodies CHIPS, TINKLES, JABBERWOCKY & FIRE) and congrats on joining the 1000th club.

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The weather gods ignored prestigious Taniwha, Crabstick, drizzling on Waitawheta Camp for the Mount Hash 35th anniversary and 1888 run weekend. But, that did not stop a group of 65 hashers from heartily enjoying themselves.

Shortly after 2pm on Friday, most of the 21 motor homes and caravans had arrived, filling the main carpark.  Mount regulars, former Mounties and visitors from numerous other Hash kennels greeted each other with gusto and drivel.  Chatter and drinking was broken only by a sausage sizzle and an opening address by GM Smegma. The banter ran well into the early and not-so-early hours, with far more than the forecast supply of beer, cider and wine consumed.  Trips to the chiller store were regular as many lies were told and people got reacquainted.

The Saturday plan was outlined by the hares, with a departure from the standard hash trail with runners and walkers groups. The rain promised to obliterate the flour and sawdust trail, so a contingency plan was hatched.  There would be nine trail options, varying from a 2.5km walk to the windows trail and back, to an 11km ballbreaker, covering the whole course. The trail markings would now include checkpoints ingeniously disguised as DOC signs with distances marked on.   Participants were encouraged to put their name on a list for their chosen trail, to assist logistics, but could still mix and match on the day.

The logistics consisted of a 40-seater bus, which arrived soon after 10am to take 23 intrepid souls to the start of the ballbreaker, Dickeys Flat campground.  Several of the group, including Sourpuss, Pannikin, Kahluis, Blow-out, Worm, Bird Table and Snag decided on completing the ballbreaker, with Waikino Pub as their destination, while the remainder set out for Karangahake Hall, much nearer and with respite from the weather. 

The Dickeys Flat trail was a little muddied by rain from the preceding day, but was otherwise in great condition.  It took hashers through a puddle-laden dark tunnel to the Hole in the Rock cascade.  Normally a popular spot for families with floating devices, it's tranquility was invaded by hashers posing for photo's in front of the swimming hole, the hole-in the rock mini-waterfall, and the cascading rapids of the Ohinemuri river. From there the pack followed this popular hiking trail to the start of the windows walk. 

The beginning steps marked the only hill on the whole trail!  Our intrepid bunch entered the dark labyrinth, exploring lookout points above the river gorge, and following the ancient tramway tracks.  A few photos later it was down through the winding Crown Mine battery trail, past a number of industrial relics, and on to the rail trail cycleway. 

The ballbreakers were through in remarkably good time, heading over a suspension bridge to Karangahake Hall, and across the rail bridge into the 1km long rail tunnel.  The light at the far end took a long, long time to appear closer and brighter, but eventually provided the escape route back onto the Hauraki cycle trail.  The route from there was not up to hash standards, being flat, wide and scenic the whole way to Owharoa Falls. And no flour or chalk remained visible...  But, with so much rain around, the falls did not disappoint for those happy for a 100 metre detour off the cycle trail.  From there is was less than a kilometre to the Waikino Pub, which was due to open at noon.

Now, you may think of the typical hasher as thick, unable to follow instructions or rules, and motivated only by drinking as much as possible, as soon as possible.  But, there was great intelligence shown by a group who belatedly decided to have the bus drop them off at Owharoa Falls.  After viewing the falls and wandering around the historic Victoria battery area, they arrived at the Pub 20 minutes before opening time.  But, this resourceful group, lead by Pinecone, Rewd, Gypsey, Mongo and Xerox negotiated an earlier opening – beating the leading ballbreakers to the bar and the warmest spots in the Pub.  Come to think of it, maybe it reinforced the stereotype after all!

The ball-broken runners were lead in by Kahluis and the Worm.  The former changed into a souvenir Hash T-shirt that featured the Waikino Tavern prominently – a relic from Taupo's Nash Hash from the same place.  This got the bar staff well on-side with a growing group, which included Orgy – looking remarkably fresh after the ballbreaker!

The remaining bus drop-off was at Karangahake Hall, which boasted a large balcony, suitable for bag drop-off, lunch and thirsty hashers at varying times.  It was also a short walk from the long railway tunnel, for any pussies who did not want to get wet while out on the trail.  As walkers and runners finished their chosen trails, they gathered on the balcony to compare their experiences – but two were missing- Suk-Inn and Dragon Lady.

These two Hussies were secretly lounging around in the palatial, heated 5-star kitchen in the Hall, waiting for a marvellous lunch, comprising ham off the bones, buns, salad, fuit and sweets, to materialise!  Upon arrival of the bus soon after 1pm, having just picked up a large group anchored in the pub, said lunch was taken out to the balcony for gluttonous ritual by the full hash group.

Nev, our bus driver completed his duties with two deliveries back to Waitawheta Camp.  The second of these included the workers and those who chose to watch the workers.  Muffy did a wonderful demonstration of driving a broom single-handed, and Suk-Inn and Dragon Lady completed their herculean shift, leaving the hall as it was found.  

Back at camp, priority was to build a warming bonfire in the yard.  Humpy, as always, was well prepared for the occasion, and obliged with support from his pyromaniac helpers.

After waiting for half-time in the All Blacks v Fiji match, the fines session started around 3.15pm, with the RA, ABN, ingeniously reversing the usual order of fines, being one of the hares herself.  Amongst those fined was a small group purporting to be at the inaugural run for Mount Hash, 35 years ago.  There were also fines for past GM's of Mount, and for current GM's.  At time there seemed to be more being fined than watching! The piece de resistance came from Frank Spencer, wearing pants from his ancient sitcom, doing an impression of Some Mothers from Norwest Hash, and expounding on how complicated hash had become in the modern era.

Then, the beer flowed, with some of it being drunk.  It was time for the boat races.  To any naive observer the skillset appeared to be in knowing when to complain about what rule was being breached, to ensure teams were disqualified or had to do repeat sets to fatigue themselves.  Anyways, the cream (froth?) eventually came to the top, and a team featuring Xerox and Bird Table narrowly beat a team featuring Bird Table and Xerox in the final.  Clear as mud?

Original Mount GM Gladdy arrived for the evening with partner Bounty, allowing the birthday proceedings to proceed.  After Smegma addressed the throng of hungry hashers, Gladdy provided a great speech from the heart, thanking those irresponsible for a marvellous weekend, including 69er, with his puzzles and entertainment.  A cascading montage of historic memories adorned a screen, attracting many viewers for long periods.

Dinner was quite up-market for Hash, comprising roast lamb and pork, carrots and beans and mashed potato, with fudge brownie for dessert.  What a wonderful effort from the kitchen team lead by Suk-Inn, Dragon Lady and Smegma, Pokin-Out and Farmer Tom!

An earlier night was had by many – but not all, until the supply of alcohol was decimated, with not enough left for a piss-stop for the Sunday Wreckovery.   Remarkably, the kitchen team were up for it again on Sunday morning, providing a great cooked breakfast, with scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages, toast and beans. 

When it was time to commence the pack-up, many willing souls responded.  Quick progress meant that a full wreckovery trail was possible. The survivors of the weekend ambled down to the Franklin Road bridge, less than half a km away, and gathered under the bridge in light rain.  Songmaster Worm lead a spirited rendition of Singing in the Rain, for those who still had a voice.  Then, remarkably, on the way home,the sun shone through briefly.  It was like a subtle reminder from the weather gods saying how much they enjoy dicking around with our Taniwha! 

Farewells were said soon after 10am, and folk began their return journey earlier than many hash weekends would allow.  Some were even able to boast on their ability to escape chore duty, by arriving back in Auckland by noon!

Reportedly, 823 stubbies, bottles and cans of beer, 56 of cider and 46 bottles of wine were laid to rest over the weekend.  Just as many memories of the past 35 years of Mount Hash were resurrected, and no animals were killed or harmed during the making of this production.

 

On on Copteaser

 

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Big thanks to Tripod who organized at late notice this great event location for those 30 or so North Island Hashers who bothered to leave their warm houses to head to central North Island and enjoy a great social weekend of good food put on by Tripod and helpers out door fire and ofcourse a lot of BYO piss which saved one person dragging a trailer loaded of piss to venue..

Thanks to all those which was most of us in helping to make this event work and a lot of fun, with the exception of one Capital Hasher who fucked off after breaky on Monday leaving the rest of us to clean up. 

Saturday..

hashers dribbled in from 1pm and thanks to Crab Stick for grabbing some sugar "crises  averted" followed by BV and A Blu Shin who've now joined the Duck and Co at Whakatane!

The party began the fire got bigger and the kitchen bitches got busy the piss flowed and bullshit was told then a great feed put on by kitchen helpers captained by Tripod then 2am Sunday to bed according to Fitbit . 

Sunday..

Breaky was prepared by the Pania hash a great effort thanks Guys and as hashers appeared from their motor homes and huts looking bright eyed and hungry to clean up a big cooked breaky and get ready for the 10am run up the river somewhere...!

Myself Cornetto and Bentshaft drifted up the road not wanting to get wet feet...

Lunch was a massive BBQ coleslaw prep by Tripod and BBQ cook Ring Burner and others giving advice!

The circle commenced and Shunter delivered a thouroughly deserved list of fines excluding himself ofcourse..!

A quiet afternoon of recovery with everyone preparing themselves for drinks and feast of steak gravy tates veg! All the vital ingredients needed for another night of drinking beer and red wine!

Monday

Breaky cooked by He'll Keep and helpers clean up and fuckoff, although not without a wee incident of a Tauranga hashers caravan going out the gate!

What goes on tour_____!

Fabulous weekend guys and thanks for participating and helping. Enjoyed your company...on on till 25

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Kiwi hashers put on a mighty Interhash in Queenstown from 8-10 March 2024.

 

Set against the stunning backdrop of The Remarkables, the Queenstown Event Centre welcomed hashers from around the world to run, walk, drink, eat and party, and experience kiwi hashpitality!

 

Around 1800 hashers from Australia to Vanuatu attended, some taking part in pre and post-ambles as well as the main event - such as the Interhash Rugby Game and the Red Dress Run - which raised a whopping $11,000 for the Cancer Society!

 

An imprssive range of trails showcasing some of Queenstown’s best scenery were up for grabs, including around Arrowtown, up Queenstown Hill and circumnavigating Lake Hayes. Trails ranged from a 27km ballbreaker with 1000m of elevation, to a Lord of the Drinks pub crawl, and everything in between. 

 

With a Lord of the Rings theme on Saturday night, hobbits, orcs, goblins and elves were spotted en masse - some of them dancing the night away to the amazing band LA Social. Then of course, there were the hash acts, with a few sheep making an appearance during none-other than Hammersley’s contribution.

 

Thanks to everyone that came along and contributed to a hugely successful and fun Interhash. An extra special thank you to all the volunteers who worked tirelessly to showcase New Zealand hashing at its best, and an even bigger thank you to the committee who made it possible! The committee is still catching their breath and tidying up the massive weekend, a more detailed hash trash may follow. 

 

On on to the next Interhash which will be hosted by Prambanan Mendut, Indonesia from 8-10 May 2026. Register at https://interhash2026.com/

 

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Where: Blackball, West Coast, South Island

Included: 2 nights accommodation, Supper Friday night, breakfast 2 mornings, lunch and dinner on Saturday, and drinks on the run. Writeup to come

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Fantastic weekend as always and a legendary thanks for the effort by the organiser made for a great weekend of 35 ish 

On arrival I went straight to the mess hall in anticipation of my goodie bag!

Revs pointed a finger and said "over there".

Expecting a black simglet and a bottle of Wards I was more than ecstatic to find a quality warm hash t- shirt that won't get lost in the bottom draw! Sorry DT you registered too late.

Daggy opened the bar at 5 where an orderly que formed for the Keg and the games begin catching up with hashers from Auckland-Napier - Wgtn-Nelson and both clubs from CHCH of course!

Saturday after a good night's sleep in what was old school house accommodation with great showers heaters and comfy bunks we all demolished a full breakfast for champions poached eggs cooked to perfection bacon suassies toast tea etc thanks Nazal Lip Splitter dogs and others on duty.

A fine day ensued and after the hares instructions that no one listens to the trail crossed the river and up a short hill for an hour with a PS at the top by a waterfall with a view over the Canturbury Plains.

We got off lightly as in 2013 the hares got abit excited and went on a four hour hunting expedition in the foot hills!

After a second and third PS we all wound up dragging chairs outside the mess hall and sat in the sun telling more lies and drinking piss for an hour until the committee called the circle! The fines flowed after a wee cat fight amongst the committee hussys as to who was in charge so yes Bolix lead the charge and stole RLDs fines backed by a different song for each fine by the song mistress Revs who has an expanded memory for hash songs!

Raffles were drawn more drinking a siesta then more drinking and chatting followed by a an amazing dinner! Lasagne oven baked Veges a yummy curry and the rest

I did enjoy the Jinga Oxfan what a great game but she's a bloody sore loser "I don't want to play amymore" she said. Some of hussys must of had a good night as old ABC was awoken by some raucous howling at 2.30am which had to be Bolix or Lipsplitter or Miini Ha Ha!!

Sunday another sumptuous breaky a recovery run round the camp and a wind down circle to end another successful winter camp with thanks to the organisers of GCH3 We all just keep coming back.

Thanks again and onon till next year

ABC 

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Special Winter Event – The RAT Run

(Rail & Ale Trail)

Date: Saturday -29/07/23

Meeting Point: Britomart Station – BEFORE 10:00 am

Travel by rail to Swanson RSA, then return to City:  With Piss Stops along the way home

Schedule:

Travel Britomart to Swanson (RSA) on 10:04 train

A drink at Swanson, then start homeward journey:

PS1: Henderson RSA,

PS2: Glen Eden RSA,

 PS3: New Lynn RSA,

PS4: Avondale RSA,

PS5: Kingsland Bar(s)

Plus another unscheduled bar

Fiinal destination: Parnell RSC

People started assembling at Britomart Station before 10 am, and the weather was

looking promising – cold, but no rain. Old hashers were appearing out of the woodwork –

Mr Plod, whose last run was in January 2022, when Auckland came out of a long

lockdown, and Big Dave who last appeared at the 40 th Anniversary in 2010. Plus, DT had

travelled up from Wellington for the event. We left at 10:04, taking up a fair portion of a

carriage. We arrived at Swanson an hour later, after picking up more hashers along the

way.

First call was Swanson RSA, where there were 25 of us. This first venue generated some

fines – DT left his bag behind, which was luckily secured by the Hash. Demon mislaid his

phone, and got others to ring his number. The sound led to where the NWHHH were

sitting. They couldn’t convince him that they didn’t have his phone hidden away, till

Woody found it under the table. Back on the train, to head for Henderson RSA.

We arrived at Henderson, and had a drink. We had to wait for some who’d had a second

drink at Swanson, and caught a later train. Thirsts quenched, it was back on the train for

Glen Eden.

Arrived at the Glen Eden RSA for a round, and were met by our illustrious NZGM,

FknFeFiFoFum, along with his predecessor, Bird Table. People were starting to get hungry,

so we supped up and left, as we had arranged for the kitchen at New Lynn to stay open

for us. Back on the train.

We arrived at New Lynn RSA at 2:00, to be greeted by our genital host, Dodge. By now

our numbers were growing. Rabbit and Captain joined us there. Our old mate Mighty

Mick was there as usual, and he’s looking like our old mate Gutz these days. A bloody

good feed, at low cost, kept the hashers happy. Dodge put on some jugs of beer for a

fines session:

DT: Lost bag

Demon: Lost phone

Hot Stuff: Missed train, cos she didn’t have her fare ready

Maybe: Ignored instructions to head for Newmarket, and stayed on train to Britomart

Arkles: Took risk by having phone next to pacemaker

Nellie: Taking his grandson on a pub crawl

Big Dave: First Hash since 2010

Mopiko: Called a Dirty Old Pervert by one of his Yoga classmates

All GMs: A down down

Hacker, DT: Visitors

RAT run Report.. Another successful train run on Saturday 29 July with quite a few visitors, out of towners, hussies and hashers from the past with AT not shutting down the lines at the last minute- but the usual cones were well placed in Swanson on the road to the RSA- much to the satisfaction of Loose Change.

Approximately 30 assembled in total at various stages (some just started at New Lynn) on a nice sunny day.

Well marshalled by GM Demon, with ample time for many beers over a day and evening.  The Swanson RSA has to be the flashed RSA in the country – more like a Country club than an RSA. Ironically the final destination RSA in Parnell was in stark contrast to the area and the Swanson. Even complete with barmaid with no teeth and a bludging patron who incurred the ire of Hacker. 

Revs had a bit of fun early in the day with a Wellington visitor who thought he had left his backpack behind at the Swanson.   Revs was supposedly making phone calls to the RSA, Auckland Transport and probably even the Mayor while also taking photos of said backpack in various positions close by concerned Wellington visitor. 

Dodge was excellent as usual and arranged the meals to be available at New Lynn and shouted the down downs – quite a few enjoyed a cold drop including the presence of the ex-NZ GM and the new NZ GM, who gave a quick update on how the Interhash planning is progressing for Queenstown and that the all is on target. Well organized by the GM and Gawd Knows. A nice reunion

RAT run wrapped up early evening after a pizza meal put on by Auckland Hash and then it was home in time to watch the AB’s thrash the Aussies.  

 

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Around 60 hashers enjoyed the warm up 2499 run from Bubbles work garage on Friday 16th June. Both a walk and run round Wellington City with a piss-stop at the Wellington Hearing Association on Kent Tce. Many went for the short cut to WHA. Back at the garage and the pack were treated to Pussy Puppy’s venison burgers. A very boisterous circle, fueled by Brewers Droops 7% plus craft beers. Songs - A reasonably amiable battle between the conservatives “Ve only sing the von song - Here’s to………… “ and the many visitors and Wellington Ladies and Capital who were determined to upset the one song applecart !! Thanks to Auckland Hash for leading the alternative songs.

2500th run was Saturday 3pmish from Tanera Park. The walk/ run was held in fine conditions leaving after three o'çlock & thanks go to the Hare, High Heels for setting good trail. Comment was made later to the fact that walkers were misled by false trail (not of the Hare's making) to a 5 yr old's birthday party but it was without incident. Both walkers & runners reunited at the Brooklyn Army Bunkers in Waimapihi reserve for a Piss Stop graced by the appearance of three kaka. Arsenal & Fatboy came in early for the runners. From here it was a swift descent with a quick Hash View to the Brooklyn War Memorial & a return to our venue by some time between four. & five

 Attendees settled in for the evening meeting & mixing & then Tripod, K9 & Shitting Bull led the formal sessions where Mildew was fined for together with Goodyear wearing the same outfit to each run. Hashers from each of the different participating hashes were invited to have a down down. It was noticeable how many members of the Wgtn hash were joined by their partners and the good numbers from the other Wgtn hashes: Capital, Ladies & Geriatrics who participated. Alison did the karakia before the meal then Long John Silver piped the guests in to the tables laden with kai. Pussy Puppy with his  team had outdone himself with spit roasted pork, lamb, ham, roast vegetables & salads & garnishes & gravy followed by Christmas pudding & custard, trifle, pavlova & fruit salad.

 Entertainment was provided by Hash Brown with several tunes & also skits from a variety of car pools & then a rendition led by Captain Cook of the 2,000th run's Swing Low Sweet Chariot. 1 Pint of Ladies Hash wanted it noted that K9's actions to the above were excessive.

 So all involved in the 2,500th run both the committee & all participants both local & those who travelled from Auckland, Tauranga, Wairarapa & Nelson are to be heartily congratulated for their part in what was an unforgettable weekend of celebration of Wellington's founding hash.

Thanks must go to the committee for the outstanding organisation of a fine celebration of the Wgtn HHH milestone run/ walk & the nearly 100 people who gathered on both Friday night & Saturday afternoon & evening. So hats off for many hours of hard work to Tripod for the historical displays & the collection of photos & old run books & film clips, to Brewers Droop for his wide range of special brews & transporting the same, to Oggy for organising the souvenir pink T shirt, to DT/ Korokoro hohonu for reconciling the accounts & to K9 as Ayatollah for involvement and not forgetting Pussy Puppy for the catering.

 

Next our thanks to those former members in no particular order who took the trouble to travel & attend & made it such a memorable catch up: Top Deck, Hood, Fingers, Jeremy, Flies, Jim Jim, General, Free Porn, Gnash, Tripper, Mildew, LSD & Loopaper.

Jim Jim spoke as an attendee of the very first run & was joined in speaking by Loopaper who reminisced on his introduction to hashing whilst based in Singapore. Town Planner at age 88, who together with Biggles, remain as our two oldest current hashers, was presented with a souvenir tankard. Mention was made of those now departed hashers & a toast was made in their honour. Rangoon Flyer & Bridgend and their wives joined us as two of the longest running members & were in excellent form.

 

On on,

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Hosted by Daisy Red Riding Hood and camp custodian Nicky

 

Attendees!

Metal Mickey/Petal , Juggler , Flight Risk, Birdtable / Worm, Gypsey/Rewd, Bentshaft / Cornetto , Perky / Humpy,  Gonzo, Masterbaker, B4, Madd On Er, Crabstick, Pannicking Cider, Poopa, Revs, Captain Pugwash, Miss Hap, 50 Shades of Gay, KKK , Tripod, ABC, FFeeFoFFum, Whorepiss

Red Riding Hood, Daisy, Gatecrasher Empha, Xerox, and Rough the dog

What an amazing Nomad for those that showed up were well rewarded with gourmet cusine thanks to Daisy and helpers working their arses off in the camp kitchen! Especially memorable roast pork and trimmings on the Saturday night.

After a 4.5 hr drive curtasy of Tripod we arrived at 5pm Friday and met with a warm greeting from Daisy and Red + Daisy's dog Rough we stoked up the wood burner and got madly on the piss telling the usual lies till past midnight with the 20 or so who showed up for Friday including the NZ GM crashing through the door around 8pn! A delicious lasagne with pies for the entree for dinner 

Saturday the last of the stragglers arrived the run was set by Tripod and a fine slither of sun came out just enough to notice the snow on the peaks above us and fuck thankfully we had heaters in our rooms a rare luxury for a Nomads

So ofcourse the arsonists and fire crazy hashers had to play with the out door metal fire pit and created a bloody inferno with one large log thrown on by the NZ GM caused a leg to collapse on the Brazier ! Some old hands had to take charge and fix the bloody thing. A delicious roast was served by our resident chef and helpers after that I fucked off to bed still recovering from drinking Waikato the night before. 

Sunday we awoke fresh to that sleety sort of shitty rain that's enough to fuck one off when out on Bush trail.

The muster gathered 10am for the camp custodian Nicky to take a group photo after a breakfast for champions was served and off a great bush run for an hour's run or abit long for the walkers with a wee puddle to walk through!

The ex NZ GMs partner took a wee tumble on a tree route but as I was tail ending I was on the scene within seconds of the event! The Worm then ran the trail twice.

Back to camp for lunch a few beers and the circle run by Bird Table and Tripod where BT called for nominees for future NZ GM positions where a few rising stars were mad enough to come forward  ..

The cocktails started the guitars came out and rest is history!!!

Thanks for a great weekend folks look forward to seeing you all next Kings birthday.

Onon ABC 

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The main event kicked off at 6pm on Friday the 12th, however there were other memorable lead in events to the main show. 

1.       100kg run  – Number 12 – Around 200 hashers assembled at the Frontier Hotel in the early afternoon in Darwin to be given bright red 100kg tee-shirts adorned with the motto CU in NT.  Very fetching. The run/walk was an A to B, with B being a local golf club on the edge of a large Darwin lake. The walk featured 3 drinks stops round the lake with ample beer supplies and mini circles with lots of charges and songs.  More of the same at the golf club with the addition of pies.  Plenty to go round and even a bar tab at the club.  The host committee announced that they were stepping down and a new committee needed for next Nash Hash. 

2    RED DRESS RUN Thursday 11th.  -  Raising money for suicide prevention.  Around 300 red dress hashers assembled at the Prescinct Tavern on the Waterfront for the very scenic 5km walk/run finishing at the Darwin ski club.     

NASH HASH – Venue Darwin Botanical Gardens Amphitheatre

Friday -  Theme Hash attire or Op Shop formal.  Plenty of room in the amphitheatre and a good stage for tonight’s band who had the crowd dancing with a multitude of expertly played cover songs. Food supplied by food trucks and beer by One Mile Brewery.  A top night. 

Saturday – Staggered starts from the Amphitheatre for the main runs for the day.  Early start for ballbreaker 7.30 followed by long and medium at 9.30 and the shorts at 10am.  Lunch and drinks at run circles out on site.  Back to the venue for Tropical theme and the evenings band who showed that if the crowd won’t come to them they will go to the crowd. A brilliant band of musicians.  Skiddy led the midnight nude run off early at 10pm 

Sunday -  Breakfast followed by the GM’s Meeting which was open to everyone, in front of main stage.  Only one contender for Nash Hash 25 and looks a goodie -  Freemantle.  $2,000 was approved for Aussi Hash website – run by Bushbanger. 

Recovery run – this was over 5km so a good workout. 

Lunch back at the venue and then the afternoon’s band warming up. 

Downdown’s and boat races were held in between band sets.  Xerox and Deepthroat took out the quinella in Mens for NZ. 

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NZ NASH HASH was a memorable week or more of Hashing at the top of the South Island. 

 

The main event kicked off at 2pm on Friday the 14th April , however there were other memorable lead in events to the main show. 

1.       RED DRESS RUN Wednesday 12th April  6pm  -  HOSTED BY NELSON HASH.  Well over 250 hashers resplendent in red assembled at the Nelson Rugby club to be welcomed by Nelson GM Teddybare.   He announced the charity as Salvation Army.  And it was off round the streets of Nelson.   Photo opportunity at the local war memorial steps and then a big Piss-stop at a central city park.  A balmy night added to the occasion.  Back to the Rugby club for more festivities and the awards for best dressed judged by Tripod. 

2.       Memorial Run -  Thursday 13th April  -  Memorial Park Motueka midday.  A quickly put together back to basics Hash run put together by Ra, H2Ho and DT to cater for the Hashers who wanted a decent Hash trail before the drinking of Fat Katz.  5km for walkers and 8 km for runners round the streets and parks of Motueka.   Ra MC’d the circle of 60 Hashers with lots of fines and songs, notably Cosmo and MacWatt.   Drinks supplied by DT’s old rugby team. 

3.       FAT KATZ – Number 10 – Thursday 13TH April.  Registration from 2pm Motueka Hotel.  Nearly 300 to be weighed in and rewarded with beers pies and a tee shirt – full Fat Katz or Wannabe.  The “Run” itself, at 6pmish  was no more than 150 m which  Xerox and Toyboy added to with humour and fines.  Drinking into the evening. 

4.       Winery run -  Friday 14th April  Midday-  Feefoofum hosted and organised a run round the vines starting at the Riwaka Hotel.   This was designed to slow down the infux into the main Kaiteriteri venue for Nash Hash.   4km scenic trail set by Poopa from Nelson.   

 

NASH HASH

Friday was the usual move in, register and let the partying begin.   Weather came to the party as it was a fabulous 3 days of fine and calm conditions.  Abit chilly at night but most came prepared and there were many ways to warm up.  Very impressive array of beer on tap with local brewery Stoke providing Hazy IPA, Pale Ale, Dark IPA and Cider

Down down competitions were held before dinner with Mini Haha taking out Womens and Sproggy the Mens.  ( Quinella for Wellington with Deepthroat 2nd) Also in the Womens, Wrinkly Wrangler did her Mount hash proud, finishing 2nd in her 1st ever competitive down down.

Toyboy as head honcho of the NH Committee kicked off the event  and the DJ carried it on well into the early hours.  

Saturday had breakfast followed quickly by the various runs setting off from the camp into the large mountain bike park above the camp.  Ball breakers off at 9.30, then  long runners 10.30, medium at 10am and the walk at 1pm.   Very testing country.    The beers later well earned at run end piss-stop and entertainment provided by a water slide.

After the runs there were a multitude of out door games set up by the hard working committee.

Next the main Circle with Toyboy once again taking charge. Assistance from Xerox and Mole and songs from Revs.  

Next up were the boat races which soon settled into an Auckland benefit.  

Fantastic meal at 8ish with an experienced and hard working  bunch of Hash chefs led by Mimi

Then more partying into the night.  

Sunday -  Meetings, Recovery Run, pack up and farewells day.  

NZGM’s meeting and the new NZGM announced by outgoing NZGM Birdtable as Feefifofum. 

As was observed, Birdtable with her assistant The Worm, was an incredible NZGM and the couple could be described as a 2 for one NZGM.  Feefifofum looks to be similar but all in the same body. 

Recovery run and then it was On On to Auckland in 2025.    A hard act to follow.  Well done Takaka.  Some very hard working committee members like those already mentioned then others such as W.E.N.DY , Boulder Holder, King Not Rob and Fee Fi Fo Fum.

 

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For only the second time, the Rangitoto Run was postponed, due to foul weather. In fact, Hash was cancelled completely when Cyclone Gabrielle hit. So, the rescheduled Rangitoto run was held a week later. We had 40 registered initially, but this shrank to 30 for the rescheduled date, which covered the cost of the boat. Food and drinks were covered by Auckland Hash. 6 o’clock arrived, and the boat left Westhaven, and out into a tranquil harbour, under a sunny sky. What a difference a week makes. As we reached Rangitoto Wharf the GM announced that the runners’ trail was to the top, then down to Islington bay, with Nellie sweeping. The walkers’ trail was round the side of the mountain, with Hard to Port sweeping. The beloved GM stayed on the boat, nursing a crook foot. Carmen and Gladwrap were working hard in the galley, preparing the tucker. Some of the cruisers got off at Islington, to await the two packs. First runner in, by a country mile, was Bird Table, soon followed by first walker, Boring. The rest of the participants were far behind. It had already got dark, with Maybe, Worm & Nellie still out. The call was made to start hoeing into the tucker, then the tail-enders arrived. Good job done by both sweepers, keeping everybody safe. Great feed of ham, salad, buns – followed by steamed puds for dessert.

The GM then called the erection.

·         Demon got everyone to drink to our Hash mates in Napier and Gisborne, who are doing it tough, after the cyclone.

·         He then welcomed all Visitors & Returners Boring was straining at the leash to dish out his fines, so we let him let rip:

·         Carmen – Didn’t stop the cyclone, but managed well with weather this week

·         Mopiko – Gave up his painting to come to Hash

·         Hard To Port – Lost glasses

·         Loose Change – TV star

·         Seal Sucker – Ran to lighthouse

·         Old Ram – Expert on Shitting,

·         Diarrhoea, Vomiting

·         Other Fines: Mopiko – Looks like Gilligan, with his upturned hat (Worm said “What’s Gilligan’s Island?”)

·         Maybe – Bent down and farted in Worm’s face

·         Hard To Port – Didn’t have a run sorted for next Monday

·         Dio & Gladwrap – Great job with the catering

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A very good turnout for the 2022 Bays Combined Xmas run hosted by Noodles and Sun City

70 or so Hashers turned up from Rotorua, Mount and Sun City to be welcomed by GM Noodles in glorious sunshine on his mates farm. A couple of van loads from both the Mount and Rotorua plus various other motorhomes and vehicles.

Not a long run - less then 4km for the walkers and not much more for the runners. Piss-stop at a woodshed up the track.

Noodles ran the circle and gave out various fines. Visiting GMs were Gnash from the Mount and DT from Wellington Ladies. Perky, Boulder Holder and others from the Mount led the way with downdown songs.

A fantastic array of food , heavily favoring the meat eaters.

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Just over 60 hashers enjoyed a sunny warm and calm 2000th run from the Haitaitai Community Centre.

Hares K9 and Gatey welcomed the assembled Hashers. All of them either current Hashers in Wellington or ex Hashers from Wellington. The run turned out to be a killer with the trail going down to Evans Bay Parade around the waterfront and then climbing up various steep sets of steps and pathways to the Piss-stop on top of Mt Victoria. All was forgiven there as not a breath of wind was present and there were a multitude of fine beers and wines. Trail home through the bush of Matairangi back to home.

There the Geri’s GM Smash welcomed with fines aplenty. RA’s Spiderman and Knockez ruled the roost. Then Hash Brown and Oggy performed a Waiata and then a Geri’s celebration song loosely based on some famous song. Then drink and food into the night. The weekend sponsored by Waitoa brewery and also by Brewers Droop.

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As a 270-ish person event it was fantastic, food and drinks all very good. .
Sunday had 50 % dropout on trails so problem free

Beer - Kingfisher - in 333ml cans so no time for it to ever get warm. They also had bottled G&Ts so people fairly happy.

Bluevain did a Queenstown Interhash 2024 presentation at venue

No Hash acts at all.

And No “official” Downdown competition - Mix up / comedy of errors from Interhash committee.

However there was an unofficial Down Down contest organized by the Worm and Birdtable with Ra MC'ing
They used cut off water bottles for individual "vessels", ladies 3 cans and men 5 cans so Mens downdown, at 1.65litres, smaller than the normal 2 litre vessel.

NZ got 2nd in both ...beaten by the last contestant - America Interhash champ from Alaska beat Birdtable in Ladies, and an Indian guy who beat Xerox in the Mens.

Indian guy win was great for a home win, sadly no trophies for them.

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