June 24th - Hash #853 with F. Abraham

Hare: Rabies (rábisz)

They were not economic with the truth on our website where it states, and I quote, "even the most hung-over hasher can find the meeting point." And so with a somewhat delicate start (for some), BPH3 convened alongside the Duna at 11h30.

The temperature 32C, pressure 1010 hectopacals, and humidity 33% for those who care.

After mismanaging the pre-run/walk/moan (delete as applicable) and a HashFlash, IncredibleHulk, StAnus, WetBlanket and LT made haste for a supermarket. Naturally, warm sodas and water were readily available. It might have been a hash crime if the beers were warm too.

The rest of the pack 'took' (and I use this term loosely) public transport to point "A" – where we would, many hours later, finish our run.

Rabies called for the circle, described honestly (as all hashers do) the run; around his block, nice and flat, lots of flour. As we all know, and now love, Rabies was being a true hasher in his description.

We set off for the hills! Bemusing almost every Sunday-stroller with our calls of "on-on," "are-you" and the like. Past trees, Pest views, steps, stones and watering holes, we ran, walked, talked and had a good time. NFG Thomas and LT lost their way somewhere en-route but thanks to StAnus, were picked up and shown the way home. Rabies' excuse was that we were damn slow! A certain degree of relativity might be required.

Eventually the pack ascended the flat hill (backwards if you prefer running downhill) and met for Circle; although we did lose a few blankets that were wet.

Incredible Hulk was RA and led the circle in true hashing style. This called for down-downs, of which there were plenty! Our best offender this week goes to our very own Rabies (who felt the urge to leave early last week for singing). Ironic, because was it not Rabies who introduced a new one-only down-down policy recently? He did not suffer alone, alas, his fellow countrymen (and country ladies) consumed their beverages too.

NFG Thomas escaped unnamed for yet another week whilst NFG Paresh intends to escape the country soon.

June 17th - Hash #852 Normafa (‘No more flour’) again!!

Hares: NFG Paresh with StAnus

‘9.8 km as the crow flies (if it was lost and flying in a circular route instead of a straight line), and 1hr 36 minutes to do the run’, said Incredible Hulk to the rather bemused 5 hashers sitting in a cafe in Normafa. He was looking at his rather sophisticated wrist chronograph / GPS device, which he wears in case he should get lost.

‘So your estimate of 5 km plus or minus 5 km’ was spot on!’ he said to NFG Paresh, who set the trail the day before with the help of StAnus.

It was a hot Sunday morning when 12 hashers gathered at the usual meeting place in Batthyany Ter, and were joined by a late comer, Rabies, who just arrived in his car as the pack were setting off to start the run / walk in Normafa. The same Rabies who left early after the run thus avoiding the circle and down-downs he was sure to get, and despite all that and to add insult to injury he in fact succeeded in making sure NFG Paresh did get a down-down for laying the rather less than adequately marked trail. NFG Paresh maintains to this date that the trail was well marked and that it was only challenging because the sunlight shining through the trees was very good at camouflaging the flour. Besides the runners should stop moaning and get on with the job in hand!

And so the eventful day began with about 5 cars transporting the pack to the site, not before one hasher, 10 Minutes Late, decided to follow another car, not part of the pack, on to their home before realising he was following the wrong car. Just how he managed to do so is still beyond comprehension, as the car he was supposed to follow, occupied by Smokey Donkey and NFG Paresh, was a totally different make and model which he had been waiting behind for quite some time before they set off. So after some frantic phone calls to Run By Battery, he was guided back to the correct destination! Funnily he escaped a down-down for keeping the pack waiting.

On the way up, Smokey Donkey decided that they needed to buy some water as Run By Battery had failed to do so, for which she was gracious enough to accept a down-down. NFG Paresh and Smokey Donkey stopped at a ‘Match’ and quickly bought 16 bottles of cold water. Just as they were getting back to the car NFG Paresh looked at the receipt and noticed that they had just paid for 24 bottles. So a quick return back to the shop, and some words were exchanged in Hungarian. The tiller was apologetic as a queue of other shoppers was gathering for her attention, but it was agreed that rather than get money back as this would have completely confused the poor girl and cause a much larger queue to develop, they should collect another 8 bottles of water, which they did and were on their way. Smokey Donkey ignored the very large diversion sign and just as soon realised his mistake so did a quick U-turn to get back on the right road. Was this becoming a sign of things to come?

The pack gathered at the starting point and was briefed by NFG Paresh, who accepted full responsibility for setting the course, but warned that that was the first course he had set, and reminded everyone that his accomplice mentor had been StAnus. He also rather fortuitously observed that this was a pack of 13, unlucky for some. The pack included three new comers/Virgins; a Financial Controller from New York, a Wizzair pilot from UK, now living in Budapest, and a Wind Energy expert from USA, hoping to build wind farms in Hungary. In their wisdom / ignorance they decided to run the course.

Straight away there was a false trail, as six set off to run, and seven walk the course. There were to be no pit stops along the way.

The course was broadly a round route which started at the car park in Normafa, headed North West towards and past the Viragvology Station and then cut across the woods South West to Makkosmaria. It continued on roughly South from there for some 1-2 km before cutting across East to Csilleberc, and then along the Konkoly Thege Miklos ut., back to Normafa. There was a view point along the way.

As one of the runners NFG Paresh let slip at the view point that they had covered about two thirds of the course, but the last third was regrettably uphill all the way. He would have liked to say ‘It’s all downhill from here’. He kind of guessed that the mood of the runners was perhaps not the most enthusiastic he had ever encountered. So it was a good excuse to rest a while and rather optimistically hope that the walkers would soon catch up with them! At this point Incredible Hulk’s horn was mentioned, as they wondered whether Haggis would be with the walkers. NFG Paresh had thought that the walkers also had a horn as he could have sworn he heard it a few times. It was pointed out to him that that was the children’s railway. NFG Paresh had a vision of 10 Minutes Late running after the children’s railway. Meanwhile, Rabies was remarkably still so full of energy that he had started to climb the vertical face of the view point. He said he wanted to see if he could spot the next bit of flour on the trail from above. NFG Paresh then offered to catch Rabies if he jumped off the top of the view point, but Rabies didn’t take up the offer.

The last stretch of the course was uneventful, but it was great to see the Normafa car park. The six headed for the cafe there and discussed the course. Another half an hour later or thereabouts, the walkers arrived. As they all prepared for the circle, Run By Battery cried out that she could not find her phone! NFG Paresh and 10 Minutes Late both rang her number but no sound of a ringing phone. Incredibly, French Made and Run By Battery decided to go look for the phone by re-tracing the course!(Which somehow the trunk of her car)

Even more incredibly, they were both back in about ten minutes having found her phone almost at the starting point of the course. How fortunate. (Some nice soul had found her phone and would return it later in the day)

And so the insults, penalties, moans and groans were vented in the circle. Strangely no down-downs for no-hash gear. Some hashers had a close escape. NFG Thomas (French) had quickly made his escape as soon as he had finished the course on some excuse of a prior engagement. So he and Rabies probably need to catch up. Rabies did get voted on setting the next course, and NFG Paresh got bullied into being the scribe despite protestations that the trail blazer could not be expected to write about the same trail…..

As is customary this was followed by Lunch, which was held at Szechenyi Hegy, and a good time was had by all.

It may have escaped most peoples notice but the walkers were not glowing as much as the runners. This suggests that they took a short cut back to the start, because if they hadn’t they would have walked past the nuclear facility that the runners went past on the last part of the course. A heavily fortified compound with watch towers and barbed wire, probably designed to keep the employees in.....Did NFG Paresh imagine a number of people running past them very fast on that last stretch? Perhaps the excessive dose of radiation and the heat may explain away the events of the day.

On On

NFG Paresh

Hulk's Photos

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Hares: NFG Paresh with StAnus

Hashers: NFG Paresh, St Anus, Smokey Donkey, NFG Thomas (French), French Made, Rabies, Incredible Hulk, H'agi's, 10 Minutes Late, Run By Battery, Leaking Twat (John), and NFGs Thomas and Andrea

What, there's no BEER!!!

This week's Social Events

Wednesday: Dinner at Kama Sutra Indian restaurant.
Hot Flush writes:
Reservations has been made for 19.30 at Kama Sutra Wednesday the 20th of
june.
At the moment 10 people signed up so I am sure we will have a nice
atmosphere
It is still possible to sign up ... just give me a call or send an sms to 06
70 282 64 04

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Thursday: Festival of Music

Summer Solstice.
Free concerts around the city. We should meet in the city park. Check back for details

June 10th - #851 Városliget

Hare: Smokey Donkey w/Baldrick
Pack: Run By Battery, Sex Tax, StAnus, Wash & Blow, Cheesy (I want a new name) Balls, 10 Minutes Late, Trigamist, NFG Thomas, NFG Nora, NFG Parash (sorry if spelled wrong) Visiter Thumper

Scribe: Cheesy Balls letting down the hash!

Social at Gödör Klub

Where: This week's social event will be held at Gödör Club
When: Thursday 8pm

There will be live music though I am not sure if it is inside or out. Drinks are normal BP prices and there is a very good outdoor environment.

If it is raining I guess we stick with the traditional meeting place, the Bastille.

On On

Click baby Bursting Bladder if you are still lost.

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I guess I really was looking forward to this week's social. So much so that I tricked my mind into reading my clock, digital to make matters worse, as 8:10 instead of 7:10 that it really was. So there I am just outside of the "pothole" when I see "Giving Head" sitting on the parkbench, who was there an hour early to "Give Hungarian" to Hot Flush in exchange for a little French lesson.
Mon stylo est grande et blu
Since I have studied but language to some small degree I thought I would sit in and try to refresh both.

Dark clouds formed just in time to start said social event. In a way it was beneficial since it cleared away some of the riffraff from the seats leaving them for us, and then managed to only spritz for a few minutes. Soon NFG Paresh arrived looking to quench his thirst after a hard day. By this time Hot Flush was getting a bit worried since poor NFG Thomas was lost at Deak ter (just across the street) and she didn't think he would be able to find the largest "pothole" next to the big park in the center of the city. Alas, he did and then we were 5.

Soon came Rabies tanned like one of the ladies, and I use this word lightly, you find out at Rio this time of year. I guess Franky has been enjoying his time up in the sky after shaking us a couple of weeks ago. Then came Baldrick with some tales of woe. He decided to share is misfortune with Wash & Blow by sending her to another bar close to us with a nice similar; Godot, priceless.

There was a local cover band doing their best imitations of Pink Floyd, Velvet Underground, Red Hot Chili Peppers, and a few others which I have managed to repress. Later there was a good band playing inside covering rock standards which we could hear well sitting under the uncovering starry night sky. Most people had dispersed for the evening except the usual suspects until surprisingly Cheesy Balls stumbled in at 11:45 for a couple of final beers for the evening.

I guess it could all be summed up like this: People came, Beers were drunk, sailors were killed, music played and everyone left. Sorry it to long to get to this simple point.

Sex Tax Guide to Telling Time

Growing up in the back country Italy was hard on the old Silver Fox, but he sure like it when asked for the current time.

June 3rd - #850 Vitorlázórepűlő-tér and HHH

Hares: Wash and Blow w/Baldric and St. Anus

10 Hashers gathered to celebrate an auspicious occasion – the 850th BHHH Run. OK, the purists amongst you may point out that chronologically, the actual auspicious occasion fell on the previous Sunday but due to low attendance, with Hashers having more pressing matters to attend to like grooming the goldfish; early Christmas shopping or in the case of Pussy Willow and Sextax, trying not to wake up to see the wardrobe moving around the bedroom and slurring ‘I’m never going to drink ever again’, revised later in the day to ‘yes, but only a small one’, was postponed until today.

Proceedings began with the solemn ritual of breaking and sharing pogacsa from the best bakery in Budapest. Not a long standing ritual admittedly, this being the first time, but even long standing rituals had to start sometime. The group not traveling in Nata’s car then walked to Moszkva Ter to get the no. 56 tram to Huvosvolgy. Hashers gathered in the car park, where St. Anus was recruited by Run by Battery to help her carry the flowers she had bought from the nearby Garden Centre. Our collective curiosity at just how many flowers she had bought that needed two people to carry was soon dispelled by the sight of two walking bushes coming into view. Rabies, Baldric & Sheila elected to run, with St Anus and Sextax reluctantly agreeing to run/walk, thus undertaking the vital link between walkers and runners.

Unusually for BPHHH, the first obstacle turned out to be an aircraft runway, an item that the hares had completely ignored as they laid the trail. However, displaying true hash commonsense, and as we are all adults, the simple solution of closing our eyes and dashing across seemed perfectly sensible, so we did.

On a practical note for future hashes, when flour can mysteriously disappear between trail laying and the run, Pussy Willows suggestion of using arrows composed of sheep shit will always come in useful.

After a series of encounters with paragliding folk, some of whom were quite frankly just showing off, and near vertical cliff paths, we found ourselves at Harmashatar-hegy, with magnificent views across the city. More importantly, the beer stop was located nearby, which on this occasion served as a lunch stop as well. Baldric continued to experience his sad delusions of being chased by randy buxom waitresses and his claims were met with knowing looks and a quick change of subject.

Excellent Hungarian fare, with lashings of goulash soup and cold Dreher, kept the group quiet for a few minutes until Nora started playing with Baldric’s sausage and relating the story about how it was found in Krakow and has since been brought out and photographed at various international beauty spots – it all seemed very unlikely but we listened attentively and nodded sagely, only temporarily distracted by the arrival of 20 young lyrca clad cyclists, their miserable demeanour probably accounted for by the time and care they took sitting down.

We left the restaurant with Rabies digesting his 25 slices of fat bread and St. Anus bidding a fond farewell to his new pet, Gary the Grasshopper. Gary had undergone a photo shoot by St. Anus and Baldric who used their mighty macro technology to capture the colour of Gary’s eyes. Childish antics ensued whilst Sextax left the group to use the restaurant’s ‘facilities’ with Hashers hiding. Sadly, few items of furniture managed to conceal some Hasher’s body parts and a cry of ‘you bastards’ affectionately fell from Sextax’s lips.

The walk back to the car park was much quicker on account of a following wind (no comment!) and the fact that it was mostly downhill. The circle formed, minus Rabies, who had gone AWOL, probably sleeping off the fat bread in a field somewhere. The RA’s concern for his whereabouts and his desire to wait for his return before starting proceedings was most touching, but the overall view of the group was that the minute we had already been waiting was long enough to delay the consumption of beer and Nora’s naming ceremony.

Two virgins, Rachel and Sheila were duly welcomed and Nora accepted her Hash name – Wash and Blow, with great dignity, reassured by Pussy Willow that it referred to her long felt desire to be a hairdresser and not a result of any scurrilous rumours that may have been circulating recently. Just before the circle closed, it was realised that Sextax had escaped a Down Down, so a new category of offense, being a ‘goody goody’, was created. Sextax, aka Pops or Silver Fox accepted his penalty graciously despite St. Anus making it clear that Silver Fox referred to the vermin rather than to dashing good looks.

As auspicious occasions go, this was up there with the best but Hashers, it can never be too early to start making plans for our 900th gathering.

OnOn

Your Scribes – Pussy Willow & Sextax

Here is a Link to Photos

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Hares: Wash and Blow w/Baldric and St. Anus
Pack: Rabies, Sextax, Pussy Willow, Run By Battery, Smokey Donkey, NFG Shelia & Rachel

Potluck Dinner

Dear all!

As we talked over today at the hash, we are going to have potluck party at my terrace this saturday, June 9, at 6 o'clock, rain or shine. Bring your favourite dish, beer is provided by hash, but if you prefer wine, you are welcome to bring it, too.

Please let me know that you are coming and I'll send you reply with directions.
Hope to see you! Run by battery

Hash Policy Amendment

Rabies has suggested due to drink-driving laws that future hashes only allow 1 hasher to have 1 drink per event. This will bring us inline with current UK Hash regulations.

Please see photo for example