Run 566 Aman Lodge (Matheran)

Matheran, Monkey Land

The threshold between Dastur and Matheran is a magical place. This is the point where you have to let go of your vehicle and chose your foot or a horses. And this is why, Matheran is a pollution free hill top, filled with trees. The first movers to this jungle were the monkeys, then humans, as always, encroached. Now they try to live together in harmony and the conflicts are hilarious. 

So, it was obvious that a Hash Run in Matheran is not something you would want to miss. And we didn't. 

DYK: Aman Lodge is a Heritage II property, around a 100 years old. 

Early morning pre run convo at Aman Lodge. 

The run was a beautifully marked trail set by the Bawa boys, Baby Dick and Wreckless. The 8km walk in the woods was made easier by the shade of the trees, the morning breeze and the peace of the jungle. Around 2 hours of pure bliss.

                                                                

                         

Back at Aman Lodge, Half a Peacock danced the monkeys away and kept our beers safe and cold. Pre downs downs were spent discussing Nash Hash, chit chatting, feeding the mutts in the property and shooing the notorious monkeys away from our food. 

Circle

Baby Dick and Wreckless did a fantastic job with the marking and the trail. A superb run. They sat on cubes and drank up.

Don't Ask was iced for asking Bonsai who Fubar was. DAMN!

This is Karsten. His mother hash is Bombay Hash. Over his period with us, he taught us zero English but learned good Hindi from us. Then he moved back to Oslo. We couldn't give him a fairwell gift. This time, we didn't want to miss it. We named him. Karsten, by the power vested in Bonsai, GM of Bombay Hash, you shall now be "Looks like cum." Welcome to the family bro. 

Cunt Chinmay and Dickless Deepali are new hashers. This was their first hashing experience. They both wore new shoes and came for the run. We christened the shoes with beer. They drank the beer from the shoe. They'll fit right in. :)

Zafar kept claiming that Aman Lodge belong to him. So Abbas bhai asked him to grace the ice cubes on behalf of himself. Makes me cum represented KF on behalf of VM. Thank you sponsors for the lovely Hashing Sunday.

The ride back to Bombay was equally hilarious with 9 drunkards, one with a "broken leg" boarded the local train and created a rukus of sorts... Ask Half a Peacock for more details.

On On to Run 567.