Monday 27 Mar 2107 will forever be known as "Miracle Monday"
For it was on this day the hash were treated to a spectacle which all but proved the
existance of a Hash God.
After having despatched the runners on a trail with full backup and support (A map)
The walkers were then informed that "Er, i got nuffin, just walk round the suburb"
The runners by all reports had a ball, the entire run was downhill apparently, a gentle
descent through Narrabunda and Griffith with the sun gently warming the runners
backs. Shit loads of shortcuts, Magnificent vistas, virgin hash territory.
Meanwhile the walkers were led astray by CENTREFOLD who had one goal - to get
to a mates place on Captain Cook Crescent and bum a beer, which he did, taking
the One map in with him ! ! ! ! ! The walkers wandered aimlessly around for an hour
or so until they accidently stumbled on the drink stop.
 
The drink stop had Two things: A high chip count and a bottomless pit
 
GERBILS was charged for rooting for truffles,
The usual miscreants were charged for talking in the circle
DISTEMPER was charged for knocking off toilet roll
CENTREFOLD was seen at the rugby
Meanwhile the rainclouds were building over Rocky Knob, the bit of thunder made it
sound like it was bin night in Griffith.
MIGHTY AFRODITE was given the Big Prick for being at the front of the pack.
GREASE NIPPLE was charged for placing the drink stop table just above the
entrance to Hades. At this point, we ate. !!!
And then the lights came on, Continuous lightening which contributed to a nice
culinary atmosphere. Timing - Perfect, Existance of God - Good, wetness
factor - 10%  
 
See you at Squatters