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Run #145 - Wednesday 19 May 1999
  • Destination: Krohnegården
  • Hare: Smokie
  • In the pack: Yogi, Abominator, Dr Butt, Bubba, Backtracker, Dog Handler, Bubbles and Wallbanger
  • Your scribe: Dr Butt

For once we were saved from running the tarmac roads of Bergen and were to have the pleasure of running through mud and brambles near Fyllingsdalen (although it wasn't). The run started off through the forest up- down- sideways and seven miles later we had a drink stop at the end of a lake (do lakes have ends?). I have an end but no-one has had a drink stop there (to my recollection). From the drink stop (still not having heard anything from the Hash Horn) we set off toward some houses and into the forest. As we approached the end of the run along the road we noticed commotion nearby - a traffic accident. One hapless motorcycle rider had obviously seen my sexy arse as I ran by. Totally perplexed by such a goddess he could not control his emotions or "bike" and ended up in the gutter.

After the run there was some discussion as to where to have the down down's as the police may hear us singing. Abominator rightly (in fact Abominator is always right) pointed out that only wimps would make such a suggestion. However, as the club is not a democracy we moved into the middle of the forest for down downs.
Run summary
Familiar location, but good as managed to find new route
Hash Nosh summary
Barbecue at Dr Butt's place
Down-downsReason for down-downs
SmokieFor the Hare
YogiFor something else
Dog HandlerForgetting to give down down to the missing Hash Horn
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