Run 841 – Foret de Meudon / Bois de Clamart- Hare Egg Spurt- Hash Trash by the Anarchist
September 5, 2013 by Paris Hash House Harriers
What you missed Bouncing ball poofs, Cold Heineken, G spot finding, Running Commentary as FRB and many more ……….
But let’s start by the beginning . Meeting point was at RER C Chaville Velizy station where a small number of enthusiast hashers decided to scrap the walking trail, anyway there was no trail, a vague map and two forests to cross from A to B without a hare. Not fool enough , we all decided to opt for the running trail .
Egg Spurt our hare just returning from Corsica in a good shape gave us the necessary indications and surprised the assistance by perfect circular flour poofs and gave his secret using a bouncing ball technique , quite appropriate on macadam but a little bit tricky on leaves and shiggy parts of the trail.
Off we go , excited by a G spot finding test and a beer stop somewhere near a lake and a B point supposedly being 5 K or so following scale indication on his google maps and rule of thumbs to assess the full length.
We started to explore the streets of Meudon and rapidly found our way to the near forest, well known hash territory . A few checks to test our ability to get to the real thing in the green .
Then suddenly telephone rang, I know technology is banned on trail but Ooh La la was announcing he was still in the train and was eager to retrieve the small pack somewhere between A to B , quite challenging but as you know nothing can stop a determined hasher .
Once we climbed the stairway to hash heaven, we decided to stay in touch and give some additional clues not to report a hash loss to the American embassy and all the paper work that goes with it.
We regrouped at the first pond “des ecrevisses” , monitoring Ooh la La desperate efforts to catch up and made our way to the lieu dit de la Morte Bouteille where the G spot treasure hunting was disorganised . As the only harriette Just Dom was not volunteering , the brave harriers started to scratch their near bald head to guess where the f…. G spot could be.
So G for Grafenberg, no too obvious, G for Giraffe , idiot, G for Glass, close to it , G for ……Grape you got it !
So we had to find a bottle of red wine , and for this sport you need to combine a sense of French culture and some inspiration, your beloved Grand Master had obviously the two and found it . Egg spurt explained that this Cahors came directly from the Prefecture of Cahors private wine cellar where he had some acquaintances . And we honoured our hare till the Bouteille was Morte !
I nearly forgot to tell you that OOh la la, by the time managed to join us and share this moment of conviviality. Roughly 40 mn had already passed by and we had not yet really entered the deep forest , but the perspective of a beer stop somewhere uphill was enough to let the pack joyfully go up .
This is when you remenber your last lazy vacations , lounging around under the sun, drinking corsican wine or chestnut beer, eating figatellu or munching with canistrelli …… not really compatible with the long slopes of Meudon forest . Apparently some other hashers made different choices and to everyone surprise Running Commentary was leading the pack frequently enogh to be granted the FRB award.
Some others like French Kiss and Just Dom were more interested in mullberry picking .
At last the first lake was the sign of the near beer relief and we all shared the precious liquid.
After some additional loops and slopes , the pack regrouped at carrefour de l’anemometre, at least we had a clue to find our way somewhere out of the foret de Clamart and we had the On in at Place du Garde with song master and RA Bender to welcome back the long returnees and duly punish the numerous miscreants of this particularly well laid without any DFL reported . The Hare was punished several times , at least for mixing up km and nautic miles scale .
Hash hymn concluded this long refreshing day