Run # 451 Kshunbhar Vishranti

The Ripple... errr... Waffle... errrr... DOMINO effect!

For people who decided not to participate in this run, trying to escape the heat: it couldn't get better than this. 

Kshunbhar Vishranti gave us chilled beers, shade and some authentic Malvani food. But the highlight was the work done by hares, Wandering Nuts and Sanghamitra.

What was dreaded to be a run, hot as hell, turned out to be a treacherous trek uphill BUT, in shaded patches for 75% of the run. It tested our lung capacity and gave us instant reports of how we were doing good by exercising, once in a while. The incline led to a flat surface on top of the hill. This vast stretch of land made a perfect location for a horror movie shot. Endless lines of trees, completely dried out in the heat, barren and rough land, shrubs cropping up here and there and the sudden silence in the air got us to run and get out of this place faster. I think this was the patch we crossed the fastest.

The Domino effect

Now, where there is a climb up, there is a downhill too. And we saw the downhill climb with Bonsai already at the bottom and Shining, Fubar, Sanfu, Khyati, Fartashaty and Vivek in the 2nd batch to follow. Sandeep was taking his time with this one and was left behind with Cumagain, Neha, Naysa, Temton, Myra and others. As we reached the bottom of the hill, Farty suddenly slipped on some loose gravel and went down on his butt. It was so hysterical that we couldn't stop laughing. We laughed so hard at the sight of it that I am sure a little pee came out. Just as we managed to get Farty on his feet, Vivek was the next to go. He slipped exactly on the same spot but his fall was epic. His expression while he was in he air for a fraction of a second was that of someone who was still hysterical about Fartys' fall and, at the same time, surprised about his own fall. Not only did he fall butt first in the ground, he actually bounced a little and fell again. Right behind him was Fubar who sat down to conquer the gravel slope only to realise that he too, eventually, fell victim to the gravel as he slipped and went down. 

Did you know? Snafu had a sighting in the wild. She saw a wild ASS just towards the end of the run. Before she could react, the ass was covered with pants and the man walked out of the ditch and showed us the way to Kshunbhar Vishranti. Poor guy couldn't fertilize the grounds, thanks to Snafu who now thinks that shes seen it all. This also led to some weird conversation about 'Shit being sucked in' post the run; I seriously would not want to discuss that on the blog. 

The 90 minute run was as good as it could get and people had nothing but praises for the hares. 

Circle:

Wandering Nuts and Sanghamitra, virgin hares, could not have pulled out a run better than this for this venue, for this run. The run, in my opinion was a solid 10/10. It was the right length, the right exercise and the right time to get back to the beers. 

Abhay (philosophical Asaram Bapu) and Khyati (Snafu's cousin) were the only Virgins for this run. They both shared  their experiences at their first run and were coldly welcome to the Hashing family.

Sanfu and Joy were next on the ice. Reason: Both of them are now owners of atleast 4 wonderful hash t-shirts but decided to endorse 'Zara' and 'Nike' on the run. 

Temton and Ramnik were on the ice. While Temton got his long overdue hash name the latter got the privilege of his hash name being withdrawn as he and some other hashers didn't agree to it. Temton was christened 'Hand cock' for his ability to operate fork lifts with his hand and breaking them while he does so more often than he would admit. 

Abhay could not control his laughter and walked away while we did the remixed dance version of 'Swing Low', our hash anthem.

Now, we came back to the main reason why we run from this venue, The Malvani Thali. Hashers sat at the huge dining table as a line of thalis, fish, mutton, chicken and veg were rolled out. We ate to our hearts content and then ate some more. 

Phir kya, we got out in the heat again and disappeared with our cars back to our beloved BOMBAY.

On! On!

Run # 450 Rude Lounge... errr... Jugheads... errr... Fuel Lounge

So finally where was the beer venue? The mail said Rude Lounge which was followed by another mail which said Jugheads and eventually we started downing beers at Fuel Lounge. That besides the point, this run we saw something that we have not seen in many years. A beer stop in the middle of the run. Now that gives the run a straight 10/10.

Now Fartashaty was standing at the bouncer counter collecting monies for the run. Staff members at Rude Lounge were confused as to what was happening. We had just taken over. Hashers were confused too. The more frequent question being asked was, "Wasn't there an email which mentioned that the run was moved 300mts away to Jugheads?"

To explain that, the run was initially at Rude Lounge but they decided to charge us more just because we have the money. Jugheads offered us a better deal and we only go places where we can get more beer with the same amount of money.

Vesku, the hare, started giving us the instructions on how the run was marked and what were the diversions.

The various markings we would see enroute. 

And with whatever we could hear of the instructions, thanks to the noise on the street, we headed off west towards L&T. The markings were very tricky and we found Vesku guiding us in all the right places. Within the first 30 - 45 minutes of running we reached a point where Vesku stood with a big bucket right at his feet. 

"Beer stop!" he shouted.

The bucket full of beer

It was like a mini circle in the middle of nowhere where beers were popped and hashers started small conversations of their own. 

Mini Circle on the street

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After about 30 minutes at the beer stop (we were waiting for runners of the long run to meet us here), we headed on to the more difficult part of this run which involved climbing down a small hill with steep jumps.

All in all, after an hour plus a few minutes, we were back at Fuel Lounge, gathered in one corner with beer in our hand. 

Wandering Nuts and Duffy were the only 2 members who did the entire run which amounted to 12kms approx. Kudos!

The after party continued at the Bonsai residence as a few hashers moved there for the remainder of the evening and to celebrate SNAFU's birthday as the clock struck midnight and the calendar changed dates. 

On On!

The Adventure weekend @ The nature trails, Sajan

Day 1:

The moment we entered the gates of The nature trails, we saw a huge hoarding...

We didn't mean to disrespect their ethics but; just as we read this Fubar (me), Wackopedia, Screwed Driver and Snafu lit their ciggarettes. 

The further we walked towards the rooms, the more we started liking the place. Yes, tree tops were good but Bonsai cautioned everyone, "Please be careful during coitus; the entire room shakes." 

Our very efficient GM had already christened the room with Shining ;).

The Cacoons were pretty stable though. :P

Run # 447. Day 1
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Fubar and Shika were the reason for marking the first run. The recce however was done by Suryakant (who would smile everytime Fubar called him out as 'Suuryakaant') who had mapped the entire 5kms run in this head. Yes, it being the first run, Fubar and Shika made sure that everybody got a good warm uprun for the Saturday ball breaker. Patches of bright orange could be seen from far as hashers in groups or solos made their way on the trail.

(The deranged orange)

This is the spot just by the stage and outside the party room where everybody congregated for beers and conversations. It was fun as always. Osama put a hand in his pants and pulled out the entire Candies spread on the table. Suddenly people were seeing running around with boxes of Chicken S/W, puffs, Chatni S/W and the world famous wafers.

Circle:

Fubar and Shika were iced and applauded for a short, sweet and simple run.
Virgins were iced next. This time to hit the ice was Kingfishers very own Samar Shekhawat.
There were no charges or maybe I was too drunk to remember anything.

I need not point it out but there was a shocker that did its round when a certain hasher raised the beer to question a certain other hasher. Lets just say the situation was taken care of .

As the night kept getting darker, the music got louder but surprisingly; people, instead of dancing inside, chilled outside around the bonfire. Yes, there was a nip of cold in the night, enough to be around a bonfire. It is as if it is a ritual but it has been noticed that at every Easter Weekend, the hashers who are up till the end and beyond are: Fubar, Bonsai, Screwed Driver, Wackopedia, Cumagain and Sole Seeker. To add to the team this time was a very active and regular hasher, Shika.

Day 2:

We were a bit tad disappointed with the valley crossing activity in the morning. It was rather too short compared to the one at Tapola. But we are hashers and nothing can really disappoint us. We made the most out of the experience and most of us did the exercise twice before moving on for breakfast.

Suryakant entered the venue with the plan of the day. Kayaking and Rappelling were in line next. Before we left for the adventure, we were hosted by the owner of the property; The Nature Trails. We were given a tour of the house within the resort.

water fountain behind the house

landscape behind the house

various wildlife

Sasa

Brand Ambassador (Joystick)

We never knew kayaking would be so much fun even on such a hot day. As there was a big lot of hashers, we were divided into 2 where the first half stayed for kayaking while the second bunch left for rappelling down the damn. Everyone was tired at the end of it and wondered how the run would be managed.

Run # 448 Day 2
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We could have not expected anything less for a Saturday run on an Easter Weekend. What a run! What a run! We did start a little later than 4pm to beat the heat and it worked wonders on the runners/ walkers/ crawlers.

The run covered a total area of almost 8kms with some serious climbing towards the end. We practically circled around the lake that we to for kayaking and then headed onto the foot of the mountain for the 5 min 90 degree climb.

There were 2 patches of abandoned hutments along the way; the kind of stuff you get to see in horror movies. Dried leaves stacked up and bamboo sticks neatly stacked amidst broken, shattered, doorless huts. Eerie... very eerie.

Right on top of the mountain we could see silhouettes of Screwed Driver and Ramnik, our 2 out of 3 hares, waiting with a can full of nimboo pani. It was cold and refreshing. So was the view from the top as we could see the sun closing in on the ground below to hide behind the horizon.

The 'eerieness' continued as, just before we entered the property, we saw another abandoned bungalow with boarded up windows and a small outhouse with no door. We now knew where we were gonna wander in the night.

The circle:
The hares: Ramnik, Screwed Driver and Cumagain could not have done a better job than this. Again a big thanks to Suryakant who recce'd the entire trail and gave us such a beautiful run.

Ramnik and Shika were next on the ice. They were to be christened and given hash names. This is what dedication in the hash leads to. You grow faster and reach milestones even faster. Shika joined the hash 6 months ago and has already hared 3 runs and missed 1 run since her inception in the BH3. She deserved an aka for herself. Same goes with Ramnik. He wasn't able to come for the last few runs due to his injury but even he has, otherwise, not missed 1 too many runs. After a lot of discussion and improv and suggestions like 'Puppy love' (for her love for dogs) etc. JD wants in the center and suggests 'SNAFU' (Something Normal All Fucked Up); his explanation being, "Being with Fubar, this girl deserve the name as she was Something Normal (and now) All Fucked Up." People clapped, beer was poured on the head and she was christened. 
Ramnik, our 6ft hero who doesn't smoke and drink was perched on the ice awaiting his turn. His passion was clear; hiking and riding his bullet. The recently development being his broken back. Misfiring Bullet, The Bulleteer and Broken Bullet were few of the many suggestions that came across his way until someone shouted, "Brokeback Mountain aka BBM". People clapped, beer was poured on the head and he was christened.

Up next were the sponsors: Mihir, Zain and Shahrukh were next on the ice. We got some much needed alcohol, waist pouches and other items of necessity sponsored by these guys and we thought we'd be courteous for once.

For dinner, tonigh, we had barbeque and the buffet was set outside in the open near the bonfire. I would have loved to give you a lot of details on what happened but sadly, I was too drunk and high to remember anything. But we did have a lot of fun and once everyone packed up for the night; Fubar, Screwed Driver, Sole Seeker and SNAFU ventured out in the dark of the night to check out the abandoned bungalow. It was scary as hell.

Run # 449 Day 3
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It feels good when things fall in place. The hangover run on Sunday fell in place as it ended after 3kms. It couldn't have gotten any simpler.

The circle:
Baby Dick, Gimme More, Leaky Faucet and Wreckless pulled a wonderful run out of their ass.

Fubar and SNAFU were iced for having sex on the run. It turns out that they switched t-shirts enroute as the black t-shirt SNAFU was wearing, was on Fubar when they came back from the run.

Up next were Screwed Driver and Sole Seeker who very conveniently chose to skip the run as they were provided hot chocolate and breakfast in the room by their mom aka GM, Bombay Hash.

Suryakant was also put on the ice and the applaud was that which you hear at the Wankhede Stadium during a India vs Pak match with Sachin Tendulkar on strike at 199 runs.

Following the event was a Warli dance by the locals and it was beautiful. We ended up participating in the dance ourselves.

With the last lunch at The Nature Trails, the Easter Weekend was thus concluded as people gathered for one last group picture...

The blues... 

Credits:

• A big thanks for the service provided by The Nature Trails and its staff. We hope to see you again, soon.
• A special thanks to Suryakant for the untiring support throughout the 3 days. Thanks for providing us with excellent runs and making our experience a smooth one.
• Lets not forget Kingfisher... thanks for keeping us hydrated with all the beer that you provided. We made sure that we did not leave much for you to take back home.
• Thank you Samar Singh Shekawat for participating for the event and showing us the support that you did. 
• Thank you all the hares for laying out the wonderful runs.
• Thank you BH3 mismanagement for the wonderfully managed and planned Easter Weekend.

Run # 446 Shivaji Park Gymkhana

I guess a few people take Patricks Day, in India, very seriously. I mean, wearing green clothes is ok, I can even live with Green food and green beer; but owning a Green Santro is too much. Yes! We did see a green, dirty green, Santro parked right outside the entrance of the club.

So as we started collecting the moolah to let people enter the club after the run, someone came and asked me for a smoke. Rohan it was, i think, and I lost all count and 'hisaab' of the money collected. Lol

The real stroke came upon realising that even this run was hared by 2 hashers who had never hared before. Rajbir and Ramnik wore their hare outfits the moment Bonsai announced the run.

The run was pretty much a straight circle around the area. Starting from the club, we head to Siddhi Vinayak temple, Prabhadevi, round the road, on the dirty lovers beach, around the Shivaji park ground back to the venue. It was surprising how, an otherwise bustling with trafiic, Prabhadevi was empty on this day.

The run got over in good time and we were on the roof waiting for chilled beer. Also, a lot of planning and discussion went flying as the easter weekend was upon us.

Beers arrived and so arrived the loud decibels that come with it. Everyone cheered in chorus as if it was rehearsed. Bitings and snacks in the form of peanuts, chicken and sev puri.

While some people called it a day, a few, as always, didnt dim the light. They continued partying at The Barking Deer; a watering hole owned by our very own Gregory.

On On to the Easter Weekend.