Dec. 30th - Hash #880

Scribe: Bangcock

Here’s to Fair weather Hashers
Fair weather Hashers
Fair weather Hashers
Here’s to the Fair weather Hashers
Who weren’t with us today!

They’re happy, they’re jolly
But absent by golly.
Here’s to the Fair weather Hashers
Who weren’t with us today!

What more can I say……. This was the last hash of 2007 and most of you remaining in Budapest and could have joined us, chose to stay in. As the French would say, Tant pis, tant pis!

If you weren’t there you missed an absolutely beautiful romp through the woodlands of Huvosvolgy. (Sorry but I don’t have the accent marks on my laptop.) There were only five, count ‘em 5, stalwart hashers who braved the -5C temperature to head out (HEAD, who said head?) along the tree lined paths. There was Rabies sporting his normal wall-to-wall grin, the Absolutely Incredible Hulk wearing his usual tank top and speedo’s, Tiny Balls who while only here for a brief visit from the USA chose to leave his loverly Hungarian bride on the eve of their first wedding anniversary to join the hash, our shivering Frustrated Frog complete with knocking knees and chattering teeth and the superb HARE du jour, myself, Bang Cock.

We waited and waited at Battyhany for hours but we remained the few and the proud and so set off for the wilds of Huvosvolgy. On parking at the start on the other side of the road from the end of the 56 tram line we found that there was a large group of hikers already there preparing to start out on the trails through the woods. Look ashamed you who weren’t there because most of these folk were blind and they were out for the day in the woods.

After an illuminating and instructive talk by the superb HARE du jour, myself, Bang Cock, (Look….I’m writing this and I can write it the way I want!!!!) the runners, Rabies, Hulkster and Tiny Balls set out along the excellently marked trail followed by the walking pack, French Frog and the superb HARE du jour, myself, Bang Cock. The superb HARE du jour, myself, Bang Cock, had been out the day before until dark extensively marking the trail with copious amounts of flour and reams of TP (That’s toilet paper for those of you not as knowledgeable as you should be.) The marks remained in almost pristine condition and the TP was still in place where attached to branches. It was a veritable Hash highway.

The walking pack, Frustrated Frog and the superb HARE du jour, myself, Bang Cock, bypassed the first check to allow the runners to do the dogleg with another check and several false trails while we followed the lower path to its end and another check. On arrival at this check we found that it wasn’t marked and concluded that we must somehow have beaten the runners to it and hustled up the gut wrenching hill climb of Condor utca trying to stay ahead of the runners.

We made it (perhaps) ahead of the runners and back into the woods we went. We continued on for another thirty-seven kilometers along a hiking trail and around the back of the mountainous Nyeki-hegy passing another check and two which-ways with still no sign of the runners. At this time concern arose that the runners “could” have gotten ahead of us and were already back at the start quaffing down the Hash beer but we “soldiered” on. At long last we arrived at the point where a small path cut off from the trail to head back to the start still following an excellently marked trail. (Listen, I said it before, I’m writing this and I can say what I want!!!!)

After another twenty-two kilometers along this path we came down out of the woods and crossed the small bridge arriving at the start. No runners were there nor were they in sight. Being wise and wiley hashers we immediately adjourned to the beautiful little bar across the street by the side of the tram line and had beverages. Three quarters of a beer later we saw the runners arriving into the parking lot and joined them there for the circle.

On meeting up with the runners we learned that the cunningly laid trail, with several looooong first legs on true trails after checks had bewildered the runners. They had had to go back and recheck several trails that they had thought were false. (This despite the fact that the superb HARE du jour, myself, Bang Cock, had clearly told them before the start that he had marked every false trail with the three bars sign.) However, all made it in none the worse for wear, although the Hulkster was showing clear signs of frozen drool on his beard. It was definitely coooooold.

A few sins were recognized in the circle and Tiny Balls was duly welcomed back albeit for a brief visit. As most attendees had things to do, the circle was fairly brief and the runners departed for their respective residences to get re “plugged in” with their “squeezes”. Being a “good” hasher, Hulk dropped off the now frozen Frenchman and your superb HARE du jour, myself, Bang Cock, at Moskova ter to enjoy a belly filling après hash repast.

NOTE: It was resolved that from this hash on, HARES do NOT have to pay for their hash. It was agreed that since the HARES normally purchase flour and trail marking supplies and invest their time in reccing out and laying the trails, HARES now run for free at their hash. So let’s get out and volunteer to hare trails. Let’s develop a full hare line with all coming weeks filled in. ON! ON!

Dec. 23th - Hash #879

Scribe : Bangcock

Despite not really being the last to arrive, yours truly was tagged again to writ up this weeks Hash. It was a fun day and those who missed it missed a good gathering.

Last week Cedrick had volunteered to hare this trail in Szentendre. Rabies was the first at Battyhany with Cedrick. Then Zuza and our “token” Frenchman, Thomas were there and bringing up the rear were Ericka, Paresh and myself. Rabies took Cedrick off to start the trail while the rest of us took the Hev to meet him at the Szentendre station.

My God! But it was icy on the roads and paths when we arrived. It was almost like ice-skating at Varosligit Park on Monday evening. (Yes! There was ice-skating last Monday but attended only by Rabies, Myself, Sanya and Mona but we did have a good time.) Fortunately the weather did dry up through the afternoon and the slickness disappeared. (It did stay pretty cold though.) Cedrick the rabbit had started off and the pack followed the trail he had laid. It took us through many neighborhoods of Szentendre, up hills and down via wide streets, narrow streets, walkways and stairways. In truth it was an interesting route even going through an old cemetery where the pack discussed the burial customs here. We passed beside a small stream that was crusted with ice and up and down many of the cobblestone streets of Szentendre. We also skirted the Café Rodin with its grounds filled with sculptures. By this time (having unknowingly covered both the walkers and runners trail) the pack was a bit chilled and was sorely tempted to stop and get something to drink to warm up. However, in thinking of the hares and runners, the pack decided to press on to the finis so as not to make them wait too long. The trail ended and the hash coalesced in the central square of Szentendre.

There we congregated around the stand manned by the Rotary Club for some “free” Glewewine that we quickly learned was 900 Forints but the bread and snacks were free. This was definitely not enough so we adjourned to a nearby restaurant for an excellent meal where we were “ogled at” through the window by various passers by. A short while later when crowds gathered in the square we found that really free Glewewine was available at a table outside the Corona restaurant.

Then the fun began. There were Hungarian Christmas sung and a Christmas quartet playing other songs and music. One interesting aspect was that many ladies were circulating through the crowd passing out home made cookies to everyone. It was a lovely gesture and contributed to the seasonal good feelings. Following this we went up the road a bit and down into an interesting old bar cut into a wine cellar. Here we imbibed some of the least expensive wine we have ever had. While the others lingered over the cheap wine, I went further up the hill in the cold with Zuza and her sister to another small square where some of the townspeople were putting on a Nativity Christmas play on an open air stage. Here there was also a free Glewewine table that was getting a great deal of attention. Many families were there mit Kin und Kinder and there was definitely a lot of Christmas atmosphere about.

When the play was over we meandered back to the wine cellar to join the other hashers only to find that they had cleaned out the bar of its hot wine. As it was getting a bit late we decided to return to the train station where Zuza introduced us to her “favorite” bar in Szentendre. There were definitely some “strange” people in there and their taste in music was loud and strident. Also to visit the bathroom one had to get the barman to come over and unlock the door to the cage around the stairs leading up to the bathrooms. And that wasn’t all when you were finished you had to get him to come over again to unlock it and let you out. Having said that, the beer was cold and it was a warm place in which we waited for the train to return to Budapest.

ON! ON! To next week and the last Budapest Hash for 2007. I will hare that one BUT Hares ARE needed for the following weeks. Step up to the plate and Hare a trail!

Dec. 16th - Hash #878

Scribe - Bangcock

As normal the pack gathered at Battyhany Ter for the start. Noone had volunteered to hare this week so Rabies (Actually my name is St. Anus or Liam, Rabies is the old guy) “lept” into the breech and led us up to the Castle area for a romp around in the cold and snow laying all over.


Actually there was quite a nice sized pack and forgive me for not remembering all Hash names so I will use “Nerd” names. Attending were our returnee from Qatar, Sue, Juliette and Melissa our favorite Munchkin hasher were with us as well as Liam (St Anus), Cedrick (Baldric), Zuza (Giving Head), Paresh (Jaws), Ericka (Oral Orgasm), Nata (Run By Battery), Mona returned from Sweden to rejoin us, “French” Thomas (CANT FUCKING SCRIBE) was there smiling, of course Rabies as Hare and yours truly having been dubbed scribe for arriving last.

After huffing and puffing up the stairs leading to near the top we slogged off through the snow behind the Hilton where some stalwarts set about with a snowball battle from the top of the pedestrian bridge crossing the road. The snowballs continued along the ramparts with Zuza proving to be a hard core snowball battler even ambushing some “innocents” and letting them enjoy the feeling of snow down their necks. Our little “munchkin” (Eagle Eye'd) also is no slouch in slinging the wet and icy balls of snow.

We took off then along the Museum walk and back down the hill to the streets below to return to Battyhany for an abbreviated circle. Following the circle the hash proved itself to be of one mind when we agreed to go to three or four different restaurants for post hash lunch. Somehow a consensus was reached (probably because it was coooold) and we marched around the corner and up the block to a German restaurant that had been thoroughly slagged by many. I think it is called “Adolph’s Revenge”.

At any rate we were greeted by a very well constructed waitress who never cracked a smile until she was assured that we were not homeless people just getting out of the cold but were in truth paying customers willing to part with Forints for food and drink. The only comment on the food is to pass on Rabies high recommendation for the Vegetarian sausage. ON! ON! To next week and Szentendre.