Location: Yalikavak
Hares: Semen &
Tits
Scribe: Doggy
Style
First evening hash of the summer, and the RA
had organized enough sun that we were still baking all the way around the
trail. Thirty six dedicated/deluded
individuals turned out, including a number of visitors and returnees.
The circle started with the FRB down-down
being awarded to LuvJoy from the last hash.
He immediately set the tone for his circle activity for the day by
drinking from the wrong hand and wearing a hat in the circle – offences to be
paid for later on.
The Hares, Semen & Tits, proceeded to
tell us lots of rubbish and lies about the route – no hills, short, and
something detailed about checkbacks which always goes straight over my
head. And off we went to see just how
much they had lied to us.
Route took us on a scenic tour of
Yalikavak. The Hares had kindly included
some nasty hill checks, and after the first, I made a mental note to ensure
that I always slow down the second I hear the cry of “Check”. Semen managed to do some magical Harry
Potter action throughout the trail – one minute he would be behind you, and the
next would suddenly materialize around the next corner still without having
broken a sweat.
Fabulous viewing point gave us all a view to
remind us of why Bodrum is such a beautiful place to be – although there was
some debate about how long a pause qualifies as you stopping at a viewing
point. Frankly, after the steep climb up
there, I thought it was the amount of time needed to regain the ability to
breath whilst pretending to admire the scenery.
Shitter managed to escape with just a number
of near-misses rather than actual accidents.
After almost going headfirst over a tripwire contraption that the
Turkish road layers had put down (clearly without feeling the need for any
hazard warning signs), he managed an amazing quickstep sideward dance move to
avoid having his ankles munched on by a feisty beagle and its fellow furry
friend. The owner demonstrated his
remorse by promptly informing Fishy Fingers that we mustn’t scare the dogs.
The site of the RV point and the boxes of
cold beer were very welcome after the hot run.
With all runners and walkers back, the RA and GM started dishing out the
usual medley of down downs, starting with the Hares and soon followed by
visitors, returnees and those who had made the fatal mistake of deciding to
wear new shoes. LuvJoy’s continued his
earlier performance by forgetting (or “not forgetting but not bringing”) his
mug and almost not having any hash gear, so his downdowns had to be combined
for fear of us running out of beer.
This fear was only accentuated when Shitter was brought into the circle.
Vacuum Cleaner took a birthday downdown
through his horn, and the Irish drank to celebrate their outstanding
performance at the Eurovision contest the night before. The RA brought in the misnamers, plus the
photos tell that there ewre various other downdowns, the reasons for which my
memory completely fails me. I must have
been zoning out and thinking of the food to come. As it was the Commemoration of Atatürk, Youth and Sports Day, there was a call for the youthful members
of the group to come in and drink. Many
seemed to confuse youth with their mental age, but once this was rectified, the
true youngsters were joined by the Turkish members of the hash to celebrate the
day.
After jokes from the RA and a final downdown for the goody-goodies, the
circke closed and we headed down to the beach for the On On On at Sofis
restaurant. Great venue and thanks to the Hares for organizing a fabulous evening.
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