RUN 830 – A Very Scottish Run… including the weather!
April 6, 2013 by Paris Hash House Harriers
So has this ever been done before? Hash trash written by a walker… who knows?! (and some might say.. who cares). Anyway, I’m excited, as were the 12 hashers that turned up on a very cold and wintery “spring” day in Paris to run the trail set by our hare Mac Goose. Most were more excited by the fact that the meeting point was a pub, that the pub sold beer and most importantly that the pub was warm! Due to the venue a pre-run warm up pint was obviously the only way to start the run, though I do believe the hare was on his 2nd by this point. This also gave time for a few introductions from our visitors, including 3 delightful Swedes who had escaped a family wedding in order to come along to the hash.
After much encouragement from the hare including a few veiled threats, some not so veiled threats plus an overruling of the suggestion to just stay in the warm pub and go straight to the circle and avoid the run, eventually the group assembled outside.. back in the cold. Brief instructions were given regarding poofs, checkpoints, false trails and most importantly the “safety moment”. Those of us in the engineering field all know that every good meeting facilitator starts a meeting with a “safety moment”. Therefore our hare Mac Goose, none other than a Health & Safety consultant, made all the hashers aware that all road crossings were clearly marked and that all should take care when crossing the road.
With this final warning in mind, away the two groups went to explore the delights of Paris and to vaguely follow some sort of trail set by the hare; who it must be said was dressed in an attractive combination of bright red cycling shorts and a bright red fleece.. an assault on the senses, possibly another safety moment, but there certainly no chance of getting lost on this trail!
The walkers took a slow meander along the river from Pont Neuf and crossed over the river at Pont Solferino into the Tuileries and then headed back on themselves within the gardens towards the Louvre, spotting the odd poof of flour along the way. As this run was lacking a beerstop, What’s His Name, obviously already tired out from the gentle stroll was looking for any excuse to stop and cunningly spotted a cafe in the gardens still selling vin chaud (or glögg vin as our Swedish visitors informed us) in March. The vote to stop was unanimous and the walkers took a seat and watched the world pass by while trying to keep warm by wrapping their fingers round the glasses of vin chaud.
Just before frost bite and hypothermia set in the walkers set off again passing through the grounds of the Louvre, passed the pyramids, spotting more poofs of flour so one assumes the runners came on this route as well, however they were either cunningly disguised or still further back on the trail as they were not seen by the walkers and the only cries heard in the vicinity were “Eiffel Tower 1 euro”, not an OnOn in sight (??!?).
The vin chaud had whetted the walkers appetites so a direct line was made for the pub and the first round of drinks were ordered. The runners weren’t too far behind and everyone was able to defrost and slowly the violent shivering was reduced to the odd shudder. This walker quizzed the runners in order to try and find out if there were any misdemeanours on trail and the list of accusations given was as follows:
- Lots of checks and false trails
- No observing of safety (Oh Mac Goose… said with shaking head)
- FRB – again Oh Mac Goose
- Too many monuments, rivers, gardens and general Parisian delights, apart from the overdose of Tourists
- Flour shortage (well he is a Scot guys… known for deep pockets and short short arms, though where there were pockets in those shorts I do not even want to think?)
- No trail in the Tuileries by the runners – the walkers of course can vouch for the hare on this one so runners must just have been blinded by the hare’s outfit
- Lack of beerstop…. the most heinous of crimes
However luckily the last of these was remedied by the end of this trail being in the pub where quite a few drinks were had and to add to the list of hashers who started the trail together – MacGoose, What’s His Name, Burning Bush, Pat My Fly, Sleeping Sex, Just Stupid, Sparkle, our American visitor Just John and of course our three wedding dodging visiting Swedes Just Jan, Just Eva and No Sh*t, oh and of course me, WTFAMT – we gained a new arrival in Fanta who cunningly timed her entry to avoid the weather and the trail but to partake in the beer drinking… Thanks to our hare MacGoose for returning to Paris to especially to hare this run and to the hashers who showed up to make his trip worthwhile.. OnOn!!