Run # 589 Rajodi Beach

The run flags off on the biteach

A run on the beach was the best way to follow up a run in the woods. With that in mind, we gathered across the street from Rajodi Beach in Virar (which could also be accessed from Nalasopara and Vasai). 
Buttler aka Lenny made some fabulous arrangements for the evening. 

This also marked the return of Racing Snake(Eugene) and Buttler(Lenny) and Ashwin. These creatures resurfaced after a long time. 

Hares, Buttler and Shivaji laid a craze of a trail. We started off with a long stretch on the beach and then entered the bylanes of Virar. 

We crossed flea markets, shopping streets, beers shops (some hashers even indulge in roadside gulping), vast fields, a professional cricket tournament LIVE, houses with fish being dried on a bedsheet on the road, some more beer shops (hashers indulged again). 

The hares even squeezed in a snack break at a point on the run. Piping hot vada pavs were served. And, guess what, there was a beer shop right next to the stall (so some hashers indulged in a gulp, AGAIN). 

Shivaji even indulged in some shopping at the open flea market on the trail.

Veggie cleaning: Hares had organized for the hashers to take the opportunity and live locally. They got some of us to clean veggies with the local farmers. In exchange for cleaning a lot, the hashers were awarded a peg of their local alcohol. 

Tadi shots: There was also a stop where hashers got to swig a shot of desi daru. That got the feet wobbly. 

After the run, things at the venue were picking up merrily. As the last hashers i.e. Bicep Bubbly, Clit-ohhh-patra, and FUBAR entered the venue, they could hear Bonsai hurling abuses L, R, and C. True to her image, they could only hear her cursing. It was also noteworthy when a hasher questioned why the 3 last comers were so late in spite of taking a shortcut? The topic was conveniently diverted by the smart and savvy short cutters. 

Circle:

Hares were applauded for the brilliantly laid trail. The markings were a little scarce but the experience of the run overall was fantastic. Shivaji and Lenny drank heartily from their piss-pots for a gobtastic trail.

Bicep Bubbly, FUBAR, and Clit-oh-patra were iced for having too many beers and too much fun on the run. They shortcutted to get extra time on the beach and even managed time on the ice and beers from the pot for the same. 

The 1st 2 got off the ice while the latter was joined by Cumsulkcunt on the ice. Clit had an announcement to make... "She said yes", it was. There was an outburst of emotions and congratulations followed. 

Wackopedia, Running Snake, and Bonsai warmed the slab next. Running Snake pulled out a trophy with Bonsai's name on it. He announced that he was done holding on to it for so many years and finally wanted to hand it over to Bonsai. Another round of nostalgic emotions took over the hashers for all of 14 seconds, I guess. 

Buttler took center stage by providing us a fantastic venue and arrangements for a lovely run. 

As if we hadn't had enough yet, out came piping hot and yummy-tasty fish and chicken starters for the gang. They were gulped down with burning throats; they were that tasty-yummy. A finger ful of vegetarians stoop on the side and watched. Then it was their turn as they got some slurpy-yummy sabzi, roti, and dal. 

With a belly full of beer and yummy food and a mind, fully refreshed with all the beach vibes, we headed back home. ON ON!

Run # 588 Arundhati, SGNP

 "वही बंगला जहां जमीन पर बर्फ रखी हो और लोग उस पर बैठते हों?", said the ice vendor upon FUBAR ordering the ice. "आप सब बरसों बाद आए हैं", he said as he confirmed that the ice block would reach Arundhati on time for the circle. 

The Arundhati gang for Run # 588

On Sunday morning, the neighborhood in Krishna Nagar, Borivali (East), woke up to a nostalgic chatter outside Arundhati Bungalow. Screams of On On!, where to park the car? who will eat Vada pav, weird names being called out did the rounds! 

Amey 'Jack of', the host, and a newly titled father, was overwhelmed already by seeing hashers after ages.

Bicep Bubbly, one of the 2 hares, arrived fashionably late and tried to blame his wife for the same. One look from Deepti and he had his tail between his legs. 

 

The unmarked trail, finally announced by FUBAR, flagged off at 10:30ish and took the hashers for a lovely walk inside Sanjay Gandhi National Park, a dense jungle within the city. Once again, we didn't manage to lose any hasher on the trail or in the jaws of a wild cat (DAMMIT). After roughly 90 mins of pure Mowgly vibes, the hashers returned to Arundhati for some down-downs.  

Arundhati has always been a place where hashers get a little enchanted. The conversations are more, the masti is more and the vibe is a little high. 

Circle:

FUBAR and Bicep Bubbly were iced for laying a fantastic trail without any markings. A superb 10/10 for the run, purely cos of the environment in which it was held. 

Virgin, Dipti, and Returnees, Bicep Bubbly, Shreyashi, Horny Yeti, and On a Loop were iced and welcomed and welcomed back to Bombay Hash

The entire gang who made it to InterHash in Goa was next on the ice. 

Clit-Oh-Patra was iced for showing true Hashing spirit and traveling almost 200 km just to attend the run.

'Jack Of' was iced for being a wonderful host and spoiling us with this quaint and lovely bungalow. Bonsai and Shinging curiously discussed his ass in the background.

After all the fun, yummy biryani did the job of keeping our tummy happy. 

Some headed off to their domes while some headed off to Doolally for more beers. 

On On!

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Run # 587 God knows where

We decided to start 2023 with the city run. And as dazed and confused, 1 half of the hare was, it all became chaotic right off the start. 

Yes, FUBAR was one half of the duo who were going to hare. See that is where it already becomes interesting. Now, it becomes even more interesting because the second hare was the Vada Pav-loving, curse inventing, Wackopedia. See where we are going?

The Run (as announced)- It was announced that the run would start from the gate of Inorbit Mall and finish at Malad Social. Sounds super simple, innit? 

The Haring procedure- The hares would set a trail, and mark it with red tape or flour or chalk, or limestone. 

Fubar set off on Saturday morning to mark a rough trail, halfway into his journey, he realized he'd forgotten to carry the damn tape. So he just walked the trail and got it on Strava. 

In the evening, he and Wackopedica set off once again, this time with the red tape. They marked the first 3 km of the 6kms trail and then stopped. 

They stopped at a local watering hole known as Panchmukhi.  It was a quarter joint. Over the next 6 hours, they got tipsy and decided that this was a better spot than Malad Socials and so the down-downs should be done here. There was also a surprise for all those attending the run. 

The actual run- On D-Day, the hashers gathered at the meeting point. Wreckless provided entertainment by wearing his hash tee, front side back. He did do a small but erotic skin show while attempting to correct the wardrobe malfunction on the street. 

Soon after the erotic session, the fun was flagged off. 

The surprise- The hashers were immediately ushered to the newly inaugurated Metro Line and the run began with a ride in the Metro. Post the ride, the trail took them to the lovely backroad of Malad Mindspace, onto the Link Road, through Sunder Nagar, the narrow streets of Somvari Bazaar, Liberty Garden, and back to the Link Road; finally ending the trail at the 'discovered yesterday', Panchmukhi Bar and Restaurant. 

At the bar, beer and Old Monk started pouring from the glasses down our throats. Conversations started pouring from our mouths in the environment. A little laugh here, a loud curse there, giggles and smoke circles in the air, the hashers got merry. 

We were also joined by the cult builder, Cum-sulk-cunt for the down-downs. Yeah, she's made it a habit to ensure that she comes to Bombay for all our runs. Then she'd sleep till late, miss the run and attend the down-down sesh. Damn good trick, lady!

We also got a surprise visit from 'No Conditions Apply' who came to Bombay after spending a day at the Nash Hash in Bengaluru. 

And so, after a lovely morning of running a half-marked but beautiful trail set by the hares, down-downs at a local watering hole, and some memories made, some hashers called it a day, and some continued with their drinks. 

Until the next run, ON ON!

Run # 585 Sukoon Bungalow

 

Yipee! The blogs are back. 

So, the 20-odd hashers from Bombay and Poona turned up at this lovely bungalow in Khandala for Run # 585. Hared by Clit-oh-patra, Dr. Porn, and Cunt Ankita, the run was a 5+ click affair which involved, walking for 60% of the time, waiting outside a gate for 30% of the run duration, and pretending to enjoy a fruit beer for 10% of the time. Yes yes, where would the fun be if it were just a simple run. 

Anyway, here are a few more things to be excited about. Pune Hash is closing in on its 150th run and is planning something fun. Watch out for more details. They are super quick to reach this benchmark. A lot of questions were raised on how they reached this number. It seems they go grocery shopping at D-Mart and anything over 15 mins of walking is considered a run. We're trolling them as always. 

So back at Sukoon, conversation flew around the up-and-coming big hashing events across the globe.

Circle:

- Hares on the ice were applauded for their superb coordination skills. Yes, BH3 are a bunch of lazy ass runners. But making us wait outside a gate was new... Hats off! Overall, a fun day on the streets of Khandala. 

- Rear Entry was iced for getting hitched. Seriously, some guys have solid guts... Risk-takers I tell you. Our deepest condolences to Mr. Rear Entry

- We asked Don't Ask to sit on the ice and thanked her for providing us her crib for yet another beautiful Sunday morning. 

- Cunt Ankita has paid her dues from the time she's been dating Clit-oh-patra... Even gals have some superb daring. We acknowledged her courage and her professionalism. Cunt Ankita is now

CUM-SULK-CUNT.

(She said she's a cumsulkcunt consultant. That's all we know)

Clit-oh-patra was so happy with the possibility of celebratory sex, he bought a round of beer for everyone. We'll find out if he got lucky or shagged his way to sleep. 

With that yummy biryani was had by all and we wobbled back to our nests. 

On On to the December run!

Run # 575 Sukoon, Khandala

 They met, they ran, they drank, they went back home.

Run # 574, Independence Brewing Company, Andheri

 Sunday, November, 29th 2020.

Someone ate a bat and the whole world was under house arrest for most of 2020.

Eventually the world, slowly and gradually started stepping out with utmost safety and precaution. The Bombay Hash House Harriers also craved; and so they braved. Young and old and the non scared beer lovers stepped out of the house to brave a run in November. That's 8 months since the last run in Feb.

Osama and Bollywood Boobs on the trail

On the streets on Lokhandwala

Independence Brewing Company welcomed us with a great offer and open arms. So, we picked 15 hashers on a strict first come first serve basis and chalked out a run. Wait, I stand corrected. We didn't chalk anything out. We met at the gates of IBC on Sunday at 5pm and turned on our gadgets aka mobile phones. 

Then, we let Wackopedia lead the hares and hounds on a 4 km trail around the block as we followed his location on our mobile phones. Masks on and feet moving, we finished the simple trail in a little less than 90 mins and landed back at IBC.

Then started our journey with some of our favorite beers and ciders and some scrumptious food. We had not met in a while, so conversations flew naturally. Hashers spoke about the virus and how they waded through the pandemic. No circle, no ice, no songs this time. 

We are just getting into the groove of things. 

After 8 months, we got the feeling of walking out of the house in your running gear and crawling back in, after a few hours, a little tipsy and a lot more happier. 

ON ON!

Run # 573 Aumkar Homes, Karjat

 The 'DID NOT' run.

Ninja Turtle resurfaced as a hare for this one and with the company of Rupi and an Activa, marked a street run. I mean, we travelled over a 100 kms to run on the streets, right under the sun. I could have just run around my block and ended it at a local joint for a few drinks. But hashers as a species is known for all kinds of stupid.

This was a run where we did a lot of nothing. We were surrounded by lovely hills and an excellent trail opportunity but we DID NOT make use to it. The run was in direct relation with the places where a scooter would go. 

We DID NOT not finish the run too. Well, apart from the 2 FRB's, Dr. Porn and FUBAR. Yes! Don't rub your eyes. FUBAR was the FRB. The rest of the gang found their own trail after eating dust on the highway and made their way back. 

Wreckless did fall on the trail, tummy first on the ground. He came back with a black tee and a scratched knee.

Aumkar Homes, the down down venue, had a projector room. It was used only to stay away from the sun. No, we DID NOT make use of it to watch porn. 

Aumkar Homes also had a swimming pool. No, we DID NOT make good use of it. While some Hashers shaded in the room, a few chilled by the pool in the only tiny space which had some shade. 

Hares: 

Since we could not, DID NOT, give credit where credit was due AND we could not manage to put the scooter on ice, only

 Ninja sat on ice and we sang to him. 3 out of 10 for the 5km street run. 1 pt for Activa, 1 point for Rupi (Co hare) and 1 pt for Wrecky falling down. 

Tarang was iced for entertaining a few hashers who came by train. Tarang boarded a train after 15 years and the number of questions he asked to make sure he 

was at the right place deserved his ass to be iced. 

Dr. Porn and FUBAR were next on the ice. As mentioned, the only 2 losers to do the entire trail. 

Fubar stayed on the ice. He 

bought new shoes and he drank from one of them. 

Ninja and Rupi made it to the ice again for the venue sponsorship. 

Rupi had a lovely first experience with the ice. So he moved to whiskey later. 

While we did not have any arrangements for biryani, the hosts got us yummy egg bhurji and bread. 

The sun still shined as we headed back. 

On On! 

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