The emblem on the left is from the shooting club of Hirschberg. In Germany, guns can only be used in very regulated settings, many gun owners even store their guns at the shooting range/club. Or do you prefer the activities shown on the emblem on the right: running like a hare while drinking beer?
It is said that more than half of all people living in Germany are members in at least one “Verein”, aka club, association, or society. For many Germans it’s a way of life. And, admittedly, I am one of the Germans with a membership card.
But to be honest, what I like about the “social running club” (that’s the polite way to describe the Hash House Harriers) is that there are no memberships. You find out about a meeting place (locally or anywhere in the world), turn up on time and pay a small fee, something around 5 €, and you take part – in the running (or walking), in the drinking (even water if that’s your fancy), and the fee usually also gets you some snacks. That’s it. You can come every week or more often if you live in an area with more kennels or you can come once a year. Your choice.
You see symbols here from Hashes from Nittany Valley, Shanghai, Silicone Valley, Fiji, Panama, Vindibona (aka: Vienna), Cambridge, Panama, Borobudur, Saudi Arabia (Jeddah, Al Khobar, Rastanura and Jubail), Frankfurt, Beijing, and Kuala Lumpur (the Mother Hash where the first Hash run took place in 1938) … Continue reading Global we are
Our US American host can’t make on the Sunday closest to Thanksgiving, so we celebrated our Hashgiving a bit early. It was a feast nevertheless, with not one but two turkeys (they are smaller in German shops) and lots and lots of sides.
If you lay a trail you need to know more or less where you going, how long it will take, and where good spots are on the way for possible deceptions or drink stops. In other words, you need to recce the area ahead of … Continue reading Know Your Terrain!
One of the things I like about our so-called running group is that we have actual runners, some faster and more ambitious, yet never competitive, and we have us: footsore due to injury, hangover effects, or simply ageing joints. We all go on the run … Continue reading Walking Brothers and Sisters
I’ve been a hasher. Disclaimer: Hashing has nothing to do with smoking; it’s usually described as a non-competitive running social club. Definitely non-competitive (we punish racists) and these days, for many of us a walking rather than running club. For information you can look it … Continue reading Close to 30 Years
I had to include photos from Red Dress Runs with these squares. The history is somewhat typical for the quirky traditions of this world wide drinking club with a running problem. In 1987 a woman was taken on a date, she donned a fancy red … Continue reading Red Dress Run
We drink, we run, and we know things. Oh, and occasionally we shout: On On!
We're the hashers, meet the hashers, we're the biggest drunks in history. From the town of (insert your town), we're the leaders in debauchery. Halfminds, trailing shiggy through the years. Watch us as we down a lot of beers. Down, down, drink it down, ... (WIIIILLLLMMMMAAAAA!!!)
Yesterday’s red fishes beg for today’s theme. Once a week I follow someone else’s lead, i,e, I follow somebody else’s trail usually marked by chalk. What do you do if you come across a u-turn as in photo 1? Of course: you turn.If happen to … Continue reading Red Herrings