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Trash Run #816

15 Oct

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MIS-MANAGEMENT
COMMITTEE
HASH MASTER Mumtaz Amarali 625-3617 x29436 mumtaz98@hotmail.com
HASH ASSISTANT Pradeep Subrian 678-2372 psubrian@bluewaterstt.com
COMMUNICATIONS MINISTER Zameer Ali 678-9172 u4ria532@hotmail.com
FINANCE MINISTER Lorin Paton 622-5806 (O)
HARELINE Salma Khan 753-8843 salmakhan_10@hotmail.com
SOCIAL DEVELOPMENT MINISTER
Arthur Seebalack
461-5665
HEALTH MINISTER
Tiza Matura
683-4848
SPORT & YOUTH DEVELOPMENT MINISTER
Martin Griffith
681-9552
WORKS & TRANSPORT MINISTER
Ashe Holder
ARTS & CULTURE MINISTER
Janine Winston 680-2373
FOREIGN AFFAIRS MINISTER
Colin Sorias
colinsorias@facebook.com
INDEPENDENT SENATOR
Betty Agostini
INDEPENDENT SENATOR
Diane Henderson
Website Address: http://poshhh.org
RUN DETAILS
RUN# DATE HARES SITE SCRIBE
816 Sep 1, 2012 David and Kristin Morand, Toni and Nella Flanagin Town Muhammed Al Fuc Que

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My absolute favorite thing on the hash must be to scribe. I can never escape it. Even when I stop hashing for a while, inevitably when I return, I will be asked. Two Saturdays ago was no different. This time though, I was approached by the Ironing Lady AFTER the run, when I was already half drunk with no clue as to what transpired a mere hour or two ago.

I was en-route to the hash, driving behind some slow poke who turned out to be Marli, who was unsure of where he was going, so he graciously pulled aside to let me take the lead. On approaching the site, I was scared shitless, as coming toward me in a mean, battle ready Land Rover jeep, was non other than Osama Bin Laden! Whatthefuck???  I thought he was killed in Pakistan by the Americans?? A lump of shit sneaked out of my asshole and just brushed my jockey shorts leaving some skid marks and went back up, when I realized it was non other than that ancient recluse of a hasher once known as All Fours, otherwise known as Denis Voison now sporting a Bin Laden look alike beard. Seems he was taking his dogs for their regular Saturday afternoon drive when he stumbled upon the On –In and realized that he was in hash territory. I could not convince him to join us in the run, but he willingly decided to partake in the beers afterwards.

The place was well decorated in the national colours, this being the day after out 50th Independence anniversary, complete with DJ playing kaiso from back in the days of Columbus and almost everyone in their patriotic red and black except for Ash who is colour blind, not knowing the difference between purple and red.

The area looked suited to a good run, the type of terrain that only a real jack ass could fuck up. But then again, it was Morand. A call to order and we were off and running up a hill right from the start. A call of on back had Kristin feeling as pleased as punch, no doubt she set that false trail. The right trail was back down and off to the right. The tone of the first half of the run was pretty much the same, single file and mostly uphill. For the second half, it got more varied and interesting with a bit of slippery, rocky river and some wider trails that allowed for some running and overtaking. Soon enough, we were on the road and the on-in and we were back at the cars. A good run and just the right length for me as I had not hashed for a while.

Meanwhile, back at the cars, the lime got going with the tourist section comprising of Demaris, Flash et al sitting in their chairs chit chatting and the crowd gathering into their various cliques.

The down downs were called, and there was a re-enactment of the signing of the declaration of independence by Queen Elizabeth (not Betty…..or was it Princess Margaret?), Sir Solomon Hochoy and a rather malnourished Eric Williams. The usual birthday greetings to Michelle and Kristin, introduction of the virgins and what now passes for the poofter award. There was also Ex-HM Quinam Bay , giving a down down to the departing Congo Man, who after years of trying finally got Mr. Henry at the Canadian Embassy to approve his residency status. However, the celebrations were short lived, as we found out he was not really leaving us, but merely going on extended vacation as he would be back for Carnival, every regatta and Great Race to throttle for Mr. Solo and just about any other reason he can find. This just about covers about eight months of the year.

The food was excellent and thank God, the DJ found his box of up to date records and the party started in earnest, with everyone having a blast. Seems the lime was so good that when we attempted to stage an after hash bar lime, no one really turned up so we proceeded home.

As I sign off, I would like to wish Darin all the best and we look forward to him running with the POSH3 in the future. We will certainly miss his loud presence and as a part of that great group of run setters, Larry, Curly and Moe who have been responsible for some of the best runs experienced on the POSH3. Maybe he can set the overseas next year in Toronto .

From all of us Darin…..Bon Voyage……On-On!


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From the Office of the Iron Lady

The Port of Spain Hash House Harriers joins our country Trinidad and Tobago in the celebration of our Golden Jubilee,

50 years of being independent. Trinidad is my land and of it I am proud and glad, so we joined in the celebration by wearing red and you know there must be some who came in other colors. But the majority was in red, so as we ran through some lovely terrain it was such a beautiful sight to see all that red amidst the browns and greens of the forest. Good job to our hares in finding a good area for the run site and also setting an enjoyable run. The Order of the Port of Spain Hash House Harriers Award was given to Lorin Paton for his distinguished and outstanding Service to the Port of Spain Hash. The CHACONIA MEDAL AWARD was awarded to Daphne Carvalho who has served the hash in the field of promoting the hash to both locals and foreigners she truly has the hash spirit and for this The Iron Lady thanks you. Fit Fast and Female t-shirt given to Daphne Carvalho.

Happy Birthday: Happy Birthday to Kristin Morand

Safe journey and best wishes to Darin Marshall and his family as he leaves our island in the sun.

Upcoming Events: Hash Fun day and cookout (bring your pot and your pepper)  – Sunday 18th November, 2012

Tobago Weekend – Thursday 25th to Sunday 28th October, 2012 (TT1500.00)

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Directions to the next run #818

Date: Sep 29, 2012
Time: 3:30pm
Hares: Jordan/ Enrique
Run Site: Bellerand Road, Chaguaramas

Head on Tucker Valley Road towards Macqueripe beach, turn left at the sign for the Chaguaramas Golf Course (Bellerand Road). About halfway to the golf course carpark, there is a play park on the left

Receding Hareline

RUN #

DATE

HARES

SITE

816 September 1, 2012 David Morand Flanagin Town
817 September 15, 2012 Hadyn  Als Sangre Grande
818 September 29, 2012 Jordan/Enrique Chaguaramas
819 October 13, 2012 Two Butts Santa Cruz
820

821

October 26, 2012

October 27, 2012

Big Dicks

The Casuals Posse

Tobago

Tobago

Alternate Run: Trinidad

822 November 10, 2012 Central Posse
823 November 24, 2012 Nico Kersting New Territory
824 December 8, 2012 Hash Master’s Run Christmas Party
825 December 22, 2012 Incoming Hash Master
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50th Anniversary of Independence Hash

1 Aug


Date: 01 Sep, 2012
Time: 3:30p.m.
Hares : David Morand, Christiana and Toni
Hash Site : Flanagin Town…..AGAIN!

INDEPENDENCE HASH WEAR RED…….WE CELEBRATING 50 YEARS

Take Uriah Butler Highway heading south to the Chaguanas exit ); go left as you exit, through Londonville (pass turnoff for Rabine Saab, continue through Caparo to Flanagin Town junction (14.5 km); at the junction (Bar Lee Tong’s will be on the left); the Health Center will be facing you, on the opposite side of the street. Make a left at the junction, direction Mamoral Road, continue straight. You will see HHH signs. You will come to an opening on your right, turn in and park. You have arrived at the run site.

Please be advised: we recommend car pooling for environmental and safety reasons.


Flanagin Town Health Centre Location

Trash Run #806

13 May

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MIS-MANAGEMENT
COMMITTEE
HASH MASTER Mumtaz Amarali 625-3617 x29436 mumtaz98@hotmail.com
HASH ASSISTANT Pradeep Subrian 678-2372 psubrian@bluewaterstt.com
COMMUNICATIONS MINISTER Zameer Ali 678-9172 u4ria532@hotmail.com
FINANCE MINISTER Lorin Paton 622-5806 (O)
HARELINE Salma Khan 753-8843 salmakhan_10@hotmail.com
SOCIAL DEVELOPMENT MINISTER
Arthur Seebalack
461-5665
HEALTH MINISTER
Tiza Matura
683-4848
SPORT & YOUTH DEVELOPMENT MINISTER
Martin Griffith
681-9552
WORKS & TRANSPORT MINISTER
Ashe Holder
ARTS & CULTURE MINISTER
Janine Winston
FOREIGN AFFAIRS MINISTER
Colin Sorias
colinsorias@facebook.com
INDEPENDENT SENATOR
Betty Agostini
INDEPENDENT SENATOR
Diane Henderson
Website Address: http://poshhh.org
RUN DETAILS
RUN# DATE HARES SITE SCRIBE
806 April 28, 2012 Nevie, Dookie, Pinny, Reina, Toni, Sandy? Local Hares Flanagin Town Judas B L

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Hashing . . . it’s a mixture of athleticism and sociability, hedonism and hard work, a refreshing escape from the nine-to-five dweebs you’re stuck with five days a week. Hashing is an exhilaratingly fun combination of running, orienteering, and partying, where bands of harriers and harriettes chase hares on eight-to-ten kilometer-long trails through town, country, and desert, all in search of exercise, camaraderie, and good times.

Hashing began in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, in 1938, when a group of British colonial officials and expatriates founded a running club called the Hash House Harriers. They named the group after their meeting place, the Selangor Club, nicknamed the “Hash House.” Hash House Harrier runs were patterned after the traditional British paper chase. A “hare” was given a head start to blaze a trail, marking his devious way with shreds of paper, all the while pursued by a shouting pack of “harriers.” Only the hare knew where he was going . . . the harriers followed his clues to stay on trail. Apart from the excitement of chasing the hare and solving the clues, reaching the end was its own reward . . . for there, thirsty harriers would find a tub of iced-down beer.

Hashing died out during World War II (Japanese occupying forces being notoriously anti-fun) but picked up in the post-war years, spreading through the Far East, Australia, and New Zealand . . . then exploding in popularity in the mid-70s. Today there are thousands of Hash House Harrier clubs in all parts of the world, with newsletters, directories, and even regional and world hashing conventions.

Hashing hasn’t strayed far from its Kuala Lumpur roots. A typical hash today is a loosely-organized group of 20-40 men and women who meet weekly or biweekly to chase the hare. We follow chalk, flour, or paper, and the trails are never boring . . . we run streets and back alleyways, but we also ford streams, climb fences, explore storm drains, and scale cliffs. And although some of today’s health-conscious hashers may shun cold beer in favor of water or diet sodas, trail’s end is still a celebration and a party.

Most hash events end with a group gathering known as the “Circle”, or less commonly as “Religion”. Led by chapter leadership, the Circle provides a time to socialize, sing drinking songs, recognize individuals, formally name members, or inform the group of pertinent news or upcoming events. Circles may be led by the Chapter Grandmaster, the group’s Religious Adviser, or by a committee.

A “down-down” is a means of punishing, rewarding, or merely recognizing an individual for any action or behaviour according to the customs or whims of the group. Generally, the individual in

question is asked to consume without pause the contents of his or her drinking vessel or risk pouring the remaining contents on his or her head. Individuals may be recognized for outstanding service, or for their status as a visitor or newcomer. Down-Downs also serve as punishment for misdemeanours real, imagined, or blatantly made up. Such transgressions may include: failing to stop at the beer check, pointing with a finger, or the use of real names. Commonly, hashers who wear new shoes to an event can be required to drink from that shoe.

Many chapters include an ice seat or throne as part of the down-down ceremony. Those who are to consume a down-down sit on a large block of ice while they await the completion of the down-down song. If the offence that resulted in the down-down is particularly egregious, the hasher may be subjected to a long song with many verses.

There I was, the exercise part of the proceedings completed, in search of camaraderie and good times when I was approached by the Ass HM, with a look of “if you pay me enough you can get away” on his face saying “You write the trash”. The HM and a few of the chosen were away on some Hash jaunt. Those of us who could not afford to travel were stuck here in Flanagin Town with the Three Stooges, Pinny, Dookie and Nevie. Luckily for us, there was an array of wives and girlfriends, even a psychiatrist, to add sanity and stability to the run.

The first challenge, other than the Hares, was the parking, with Nevie exclaiming “allyuh come too early”. I wasn’t sure if that meant if we came later, the parking would be better and more abundant. After Alastair buss up the tiles in the church driveway, we moved out further down the road, out of the way of the fire and brimstone. Backup even run a line to show that he wasn’t inside the church boundary. Ossifer, O gawd.

After leaving town in the rain, the blistering sun was upon us. The Ass HM called the gathering together and the Hares were introduced, even doggy hare 1,2,3,4 and 5. He made the mistake of letting Nevie give the preamble. Halfway into the run, Nevie was still giving the preamble. The runsite we gathered at was the home of Mr Guiseppi, who was being honoured that day, by the church, for attaing the ripe old age of 80. Later that evening, I would see Mr. Guiseppi returning from the church clutching a box of Johnny. Now, that is d kinda church I want to join!

The trail set off down the road, it was either down the road or up the road. We chose down the road. After two obvious wrong trails, we headed into the bush. The terrain remained similar for most of the run, crossing dry ravines every so often and coming out onto a road or wide open trail. It was basically uphill, downhill, not very original but challenging enough to make it worthwhile. At one point, this had to be the pinnacle, we were treated to some spectacular views. One or two of the ladies were having panic attacks and calling for oxygen. Kim Possible was seen scribbling her last will and testament on a piece of tissue paper. After she emerged about 40 minutes later, barely able to walk, O-Zama was heard mumbling to himself “shucks, it didn’t work”.

Back at the runsite, the beers were cold and the women warm, or was it the other way around. Able bodied Andre was happy to oblige our thirsts. The Ass HM called for the down-downs, hares, virgins….which there were quite a few, a couple new shoes. Poofter nominees, Curtis and Shawna, who are now regular nominees for poofter, Kim Possible, for trying to stay alive with some medical device, Matthew and Rebecca, Matthew went all the way to F T and opted out of the run to buss a track on Rebecca. He really take after his father. You check Nuts and Nesia recently? Like they always in heat….get a room…get a room! The poofter went to Matthew.

Meanwhile back at the ranch, there were a couple birthday celebrations, Wild Woman, Drewmeister and champagne was flowing like water among the cliques. The Guiseppi party was now starting to get going. As the designated driver, I was only allowed 5 more beers. A quick pit stop at Sandeanas with Uncle Bernie, Jimboots and the rest of the posse capped off the evening. ON ON to Vega de O!

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Oh what a great time was had by the travelling contingent of POSH3 hashers who participated in the Inter-Caribbean Hash in Grenada. The event was visited by no fewer than 16 countries, though most external to the Caribbean. Our daily bus transport was clearly indicative of the mix, comprising our friends from Germany, Canada, Sweden, USA UK, & 1 Bajan fella. The event was well organized with very good runs, running terrains, food, drinks, food, & more food. Good food that is! We may have done a bit more eating at the run sites than anything else. I’d say the Lambie Waters on Hog Island on the second day took the ‘cake’, but what say for the various mouth-watering dishes at the run sites. Oil down galore, manicou, goat, bar-b-que, steam fish, fried fish, baked fish – true Caribbean flavor!

A run across the causeway at Woburn taking you onto Hog Island started my weekend. This was a 3:00pm run in the hot, hot sun. The parched environment provided no ease early on the run, but soon the temperature relaxed once we got to the mangrove vegetation along the beachfront. Excellent running, save for the heat, and excellent views of the Woburn bay while crossing the causeway. This run culminated in a 4-hour beer stop on Hog Island – something only a hasher of the traditional variety will find accommodating. Talk ’bout fete! – The Trinis wine down the little island – to the accompaniment of the live band (generator in tow) – live Trini soca in ‘no shortage’. Pressure to make it back across to the run site – most hashers clearly lubricated & happy!

Some food, more drinks, a next live band, and the party continued after the run at the marina. Some hashers ready to leave, some not at all! Well done.

Annandale would form the location for the next run – an advertised rum shop crawl. The run started off as any other in Grenada – up a mountain, across the mountain, up again then down – some genuine hashing territory, bush, mud & taking us by the famous Annandale falls. Some 35-40minutes later, out onto the street & back in the village, and greeted by a series of rum shops along the way – with hashers, or as one bar’s signage “Harshers”, invited to stop at they feel. I counted some five bar stops on the way, too frequent to have a beer at each, after a slightly testing run. No On-In here – a true rum shop crawl – just make your way up then down the hill back to the start – Mark’s Sports Bar.

Again we were treated to a very wide selection of food items to fill your plate, for one price. Me, I eat a plate and carry a box back to the hotel! Well if Hog Island was the appetizer, Annandale was the main course – nice party vibes. The rain had over a hundred of so hashers squished in a small area, and is party – everybody shaking a leg…man wining on woman, and you know the rest! Sorry to tear ourselves away from this scene, but more to do.

Saturday’s run could not have been more aptly placed. An hour or so away from Grand Anse would bring us to Resource village, up in the hills, overlooking most of the East coast from the North. A resplendent site!…though an omen to the type of terrain or the difficulty that would greet us. I would easily say close to 200 hashers spread across the site, each having to elect the hash run most suitable to their level of fitness. What say you? – from Slow Walkers trail (30 minutes) to Iron Man (170 minutes) – is your choice – cyar say anybody in Grenada try to kill any hasher. Four of us opted for the Iron Man, with three finishing well within the estimated time. A very testing run the Iron Man, though the terrain was well adapted to most of the other selections. Very good organization of the trails, with clear signage and intersecting paths. The underfoot was slow & achingly technical, with mostly narrow, stony paths, generous portions of mud, and never-ending ascents.

The tiresome run was soothed by a good choice of food, and of course ample beers to relax the mood. Some Trinis set up their own cocktail bar, providing free Tequila & rum shots for the willing hasher. A great site, very challenging run, followed by good food and liming – we couldn’t ask for more. The price of the run was telling, since no Trini made it back out the hotel that night for any On-On-On.

Sunday – the final day – a live beach run on the beautiful Magazine Beach, only 15 minutes away from our hotel. A great site, but daunting to set off running at 2:20pm on a Sunday afternoon to catch two hares. An age old ruse by one hare had the entire pack reversing their direction after only a few minutes. The run took us by and along the airport runway, through some nice terrain around the area. A left at the tethered cow took us on a path back to the beach and the On-In. A pacy run, some 30 odd minutes for the FRBs.

The after lime was no cool-down for the weekend festivities. It was lively, with live band, and DJ, a live comedian, and an encore performance from our own Mystery. It would seem that the Saturday night performance at the hash site was not enough for our guests. The closing ceremony was in true hasher style, with no let up of drunken tributes, naming ceremonies, rebukes and down-downs.

All in all, a great weekend, with too numerous events to recall. I am glad to have been a part of it. Thanks to our POSH3 contingent who made the event so much more enjoyable for all.

THE INTER CARIBBEAN HASH -2012

Hash Correspondent reporting for POSHHH Hash Trash

Dey say it is de Isle of Spice……So we must come and see
Grenadian hashers do it nice …….Dey lay it out for we

Will be five days of hash and fun……Sure to have a good time

This is the Inter Caribbean…..Even the goodies bag say Lime

First day – Westerhall rum factory……Do tour and taste the rum

But Baje had as priority…Caribbean Integration

Change from runners’ to walkers’ trail………Tried his best to tease her

But when Trini show him that he fail……To Canadians he move over

Then down downs Grenadian style……..Sunset Drummers entertain

Is beers Baje buying all the while…….But would it be in vain

Time to leave – Rubber Maid missing…..We searching all about

Noise in bush – like snake hissing……Suddenly she come out

Followed by Bajan Ronnie…….Who really came to track

And whose welcome ceremony…….Leave dry grass all on she back

Day two – to the marina…..And hash to Hog Island

The only thing spectacular…..Bird drop gift in Marguerite’s hand

Free beers and tempo start……”Forward” was the band

Warming up de people heart……Is party in the sand

Then back to the marina….Cool leisurely walk

Burger and chips for dinner….Beers, dancing, ole talk

Day three – go see Ann and Dale fall…..We ent see them, we ent wait

And then to do the Rum Shop Crawl……But we pass dem rum shops straight

Good food at Mark’s Sports Bar……Colin buy two plate

A Trini woman was the star……De soca she demonstrate

Later, Trinis look outa sight…..Ah thought they went to pose

But was to buy Bananas in the night……Yuh know de market was close

Day four was the big one……Some far place called Resource

On somebody plantation…….Dis run go be the boss

Set by Grandad and the devil…….But was just one long hike

To way above sea level…….If that is what you like

Iron Man runners take off first…….With others far behind

The short trails had by far the most…….At least the hares were kind

Trinis up front, ah not surprise…….Ah see Ashe, ah see Dianne

But ah come to realize…….Iron Lady fraid Iron Man

More creole food, oil-dong and ting…….And beers, the finest blend

Jack Iron Rum was suffering………Stag/Carib, 3 for 10

And then at Cobbler’s wish…….Stop at Sherry’s Hot Spot

Real tasty fried fish……But the pepper sauce was hot

Already the last day reach…….Not an exciting thought

Final run at Magazine Beach……So, what shall I report?

The only thing that get meh vex…….Kyah see checks on dem hash

Ah say maybe they thought was cheques…..And didn’t have much cash

In five days ah only count six……..And only one “on-back”

Ah see Elders with walking sticks…….And a man say “whaat de fack”

Then Hash Master meet Hash Mistress……Ah say dis go be good

It might be something not to miss……But Iron Lady laugh at Soft Wood

She say he like to talk and shout…….And so to keep him quiet

She put her nipple in his mouth……That nearly cause a riot

Trini get party animal prize…….Dat ent surprise meh though

And Mystery open many eyes……With his ” Greatest Hash” kaiso

But all good things come to an end……..Five days gone in a flash

Thanks to each new Grenadian friend……For the Inter Caribbean Hash.

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From the Office of the Iron Lady

A woman can deal with stress and carry heavy burdens. She smiles when she feels like screaming, and she sings/dances when she feels like crying. She cries when she’s happy and laughs when she’s afraid. Her love is unconditional. There’s only one thing wrong with her. She forgets what she’s worth! Ladies you are beautiful and unique. HAPPY MOTHERS DAY

Virgins: Kevin, Phil, Josie, Cherry-Ann, Carl

New Shoes: Josie, Kevin and Sanjay

Happy Birthday: Jasmin, Nevie, Sandra and Nick

Poofter: Mark (numbnuts son) his father brought him to hash but when he heard Rebecca (Alan & Michelle’s daughter) was not running he didn’t run either he stayed with her.

HASH TRAVEL 2012

PANAMA – JUNE 6 – 10, 2012

TT$7930
Wednesday 6th June, 2012 (departure Trinidad 5.58 pm)

Return Monday 11th June, 2012 (departure from Panama 11.58 am)

(check taz (The Iron Lady for details)

Advisory for Run#811 – Down D Islands at Chacachacare on the 23rd June 2012

There will be a cost for the transport at a minimum of TT$50.00/person (adult or child), but with your response with a commitment for that day, will determine the size of boat to be used. The more the merrier, but maximum 180 persons.

Please advise Wahid <lopezwm@yahoo.com>with your commitment by 20th May 2012.

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Directions to the next run

Date: May 12, 2012

Time: 3:30p.m.

Hares: Colin

Run Site: To be advised – Check Website


2012 RECEDING HARELINE