GDW, Hare of the day, climbed streets and hills in Cordova Bay setting hash marks. Down came the rain and washed most of the marks away. Out creeped the Sun and dried up all the rain so GDW went live and up and down the streets and hills in Cordova Bay sparsely laying marks along the way.

To give our Hare some lead time Songmeister, SBC, abled and abetted by some Hashers, led us in song only interrupted by the very late arrival of Stroke. Three walkers and eleven runners with two hounds set off in different directions. Walkers were led by our fearless leader Sir MCaF clutching his book of maps covering Victoria and Southern Island so what could possibly go wrong? Well turns out plenty. There was dissent in the group about how to get to our destination and even Google Maps got in on the dissent giving different routes to the tech savvy walkers. Luckily at Perez Park Tennis Court Walkers were rescued by the Hare’s Assist who led them to Bramble Court Viewpoint and a drink of Kuei Hua Chen Chiew, aka as osmanthus or cassia wine.

The runners were a different story. Some but not all arrived at the viewpoint far ahead of the Walkers, and except for a few, rather than enjoying the viewpoint decided to run back to the beer check near the start where they had to cool their heels for quite some time.

Not sure what happened to Stoolie but he fell in rank with the Walkers for the return. Back at the beer check our RA finally rocked up and soon got Religion under way. Who knows where he really went. Maybe hiding out in the woods with a dictionary because he came armed with big words like “miscreant” to describe some of those called into the circle. Most were called into the circle at least one time regardless if they were miscreant or not. Had one back-slider, Hooker, who in her defence claimed to have hashed in places around the world but on further questioning admitted to only drinking at least in one of these far away places. After all this excitement we gathered at Little Thai Place in Royal Oak to sample many of the great offerings at this restaurant.

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(Scribe was taking a vacation)

Boungjorno !

Another sunny, and this time hot, hash day, with a fullsome gathering of wankers collected like the dregs in a tub of bathwater at Ruteledge Park deep in the Victorian urban jungle. A virgin from Italy, a backslider from Switzerland, plus the usual suspects.

The hot and steamy trail was set by our resident eligible "batchel-boors" Taco and Stroke, who clearly felt that the start of the trail required plenty of road traffic to keep us company. To be fair, it did get rather more rural at the end of a good solid jaunt - unlike the May Day's hash skip around the block.

Mick Jammer set off strong, but like another kind of "hare" halfway round dozed off under a tree, coming back to life with an ice cold coke at the BC. New hash name thoughts? I quite like "Hare (Heir) Apparent"…..

Charges! Batteries not included was wearing way too much pink, we serenaded her with "Hot Vagina".

Stoolie who "took" or in other words fell for not one, not two but three false trails/hooks for the team. Schmuck.

Mustapha from Montreal, back from a ski season in Switzerland, was charged for backsliding, a little unfair as he 'been hashing regularly in Geneva, ('n ski-in in the alps) well yer gettin' no sympathy from me.

The down downs were warm Bowen island specials - and tasted i suspect rather like……..

Arrivederci !!

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A splendid turnout and another classic Victoria Hashing backdrop, with an "international " flavor to proceedings. A couple of Hamsters up from Bellingham, plus Lickin' Lizard and Pootang from the Nanaimo hash.

Blue Buck and Testicular were the generous hosts. Uplands the hashing trail locale.

A rather short trail mind you, with very few hazards to deter the FRB's reaching the BC in record time. Despite that, the Maypole dance and garden festivities before during and after religion more than made up for the rather (shitty) Trail!

Boomerang was charged with being the front running walker, Goes Down for bringing lemon snacks that puckered your tongue from an arms length away. Plus, Pissonya, Pissonya, Pissonya, in Russian it means I love ya!

Hot dogs, beer on an early sunny May afternoon, even a little Frank Sinatra, thanks to ace DJ Bad to the Bone….The summer wind came rolling in from across the bay….

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Come to the tip, glad I did!

The scribe for one cant remember the last time Ten Mile was plundered for hashing booty. It didnt disappoint. Plenty of views and plenty of roadside libraries. With a pleasant ocean side Italian twist of a L&L hash halt (Lemonade and Limoncello) the sun was out and life was sweet.

Religion took place at a large mansion close to the ocean, which also happened to be the manse of Hares, Hairball and Just Diana.

The ceremony started by paying respect to the passing of Brew Killer. Our deepest sympathies Pissonya.

Charges came thick, fast and devoid of reason.

Powderpuff having returned from his winter moorage in Chaing Mai, was charged with backsliding, a little unfair as he had been hashing in Thailand whilst there.

Preemie and Batteries were charged for being too cute together, get a room you two.

Stroke for being on time!

And an appropriate occasion for the hare & host just Diana to be named, arise Deranged. (something to do with electric bikes…?).

When finally the salty snacks and beers ran out, on afters at the Lemongrass Thai in Cadboro bay ended a very pleasant day.

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The Sooke Hills were alive with the sound of Hashers for Saturday’s Hash. Runners led by Hard Hooker and Over the Hill fearlessly led the runners as they went up and down the hills trying to ignore the artistically drawn hooks. The walkers were led by Sexy Lexi ably assisted by our newest and youngest Hasher, Baby Claudia, who had no trouble navigating the treacherous trails with the help of her papa. When baby and buggy struggled with the terrain Hooter Shooter stepped up and kept the walkers on trail with one exception. Prosucker and Trash Panda carefully followed the map for walkers and thus for most of the Hash were totally on their own. Despite the constant rain and a sign of “Bear in the Area” all eventually finished. Of course we were not intimidated by the sign because it included the reassuring message "co-existing with wildlife"; isn’t that what the Hash is all about? After the RA meted out accolades and punishments many headed for Route 14 for good food and company and others to wash off mud accumulated whether running or walking.

Oh Candida

Hared splendidly by Taco and, oh, me !

Decent weather, a solid turnout and (the name is in the title) the blossoms were in season.

Circle started by saying hi to our visitor Penalty Box, all the way from the UK. As a fellow limey I was looking forward to grumbling about the state of things post hash, but she seemed in a hurry be off after religion, bloody brits.

Taco hared the runners. Stroke kindly volunteered to be the sole hasher YBF'd, much appreciated. Dikkus short cutted in his own inimitable way, AKA he was dead last to the beer check.

Talking of beer check, everyone was very happy to see a few Guinness left over from the Paddy's day hash. I popped one into my rucksack, hehe. Mick Jammer promptly dropped it. There was crying over Irish split milk.

On the walkers trail Weenie decided to lacerate the blossoms with his walking utensil, a pole or some such. He was charged! Blossom Vandal.

On afters in Smugglers, resulted in Mick Jammer ordering a disgusting (non alcoholic) cocktail. Not only could nobody drink it, it cost more than my beer. Next time Mick, order a proper drink like everyone else. Don't worry, at eleven, you won't be driving home afterwards.

A prize was offered for best blossom pic, so far none have made there way into Scribes possession. Possibly because there was no prize. This seems to have rebounded on me as I don't even have a picture of the hash to post on here. Any offers?

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Another glorious day in the Hawaii of Canada, for Hash 923. Hared by Buzzkill and SBC.

16 hashers and 2 hares, including Master Baiter who last hashed here over a decade ago and visitor Bouncing Boobs from Nanaimo H3.

True to the Irish theme, hashers wore green and St Paddy's regalia, And everyone received a bee from Buzzkill. Scribe missed out on this hash and therefore this special gift, but then scribe is English and has an aversion to anything Irish!

Trailed meandered through Oak Bay with a Hash hold containing Guinness, Kilkenny and Strong Bow and BC was in Red Fern park.

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