Come along and pub-crawl your way through Downtown Houston via the MetroRail! We will all purchase a Metro
pass, which according to a guy that I know, should cost about $2.50. This guy better not be lying. I’m not going to
say who he is, but his name starts with a P, and ends with a latterPuss,. Not saying any more.
“Americas Best Value Inn-Medical Center Downtown”, which shall henceforth be known as “Le Slumber Castle”
is a cheap hotel near the rail. However, the rail stops at midnight and this hotel is 4.5 miles from the end. Other
options include taxi, Wave bus (until 1 am), car pooling with a sober driver, getting a different hotel near the
end location, or possibly hitching a ride with a hobo with a sissy bar on his bike. Hotels near the end are more
expensive but if you use Priceline’s “name your price” option, you can generally get cheaper prices and then share
Texas Interhash 2014
April 4-6, 2014
Magnolia Gardens, 12101 Beach, Houston, TX 77044
The Houston Hash House Harriers are proud to present Texas Interhash 2014. The event will mark Houston’s 35th year of hashing and it will also “just so happen” to take place on H4 run #1900. The site itself is located on the banks of the San Jacinto River, just downstream from Lake Houston and approximately 22 minutes (mostly highway) drive from downtown Houston. Its major claim to fame is that Elvis once played a concert there. The campground has potable water, water front with beach, boat access with ramp, shaded campsites, two stages and real toilets. RVs are welcome but there are no hookups. You can expect some really good local beer and shiggy trails.
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H4 Xmas party is on Dec 7th. Click link below for details
The Galveston Hash House Harriers will celebrate their 150th Run on Crystal Beach. The party will begin Friday, October 25 with a Pub Crawl on the island and a ferry ride back to party central. Saturday we’ll run for the 150th time and celebrate by drinking massive amounts of beer from Lone Pint, flippy cup, vanilla pudding wrestling on the beach, naked run, and finally more beer! Everyone will disperse after a short hang over run in the morning. Food and beer provided.
The venue will be a beach house shared by one of our generous hashers. A hot tub, screened-in camping area, and outside camping are available. The house is located 2 short blocks from the beach. In classic Galveston tradition, this will be a very laid back event…we work on island time!
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Hares: Death Cab For Booty and Ring of Fire
This week we found out that DC4B is an ambitious hare. Perhaps too ambitious. In a financial squeeze, she set out to lay a trail whereby she might break even instead of going into debt. How is this done? Buy cheap shit at Costco, the Dollar store, and the Spec’s cash discount. It also helps if almost all your beer is donated leftovers. It’s been done before! One might also save on flour by laying a mercifully short trail in the peak of summer. But that didn’t happen. Evidently, laying trail with Ring of Fire is such a pleasure, the miles just melt away behind you with minimal effort. Trail, in fact, was more than 7 miles of pavement with a bit of shiggy for good measure. Many of the marks were mere sprinkles dusted from a moving car in the middle of the road. Last minute trail changes and FRB zenning caused many hounds to do parts of trail backwards and retrace their steps to trustworthy flour. To their credit, the hares managed mobile beer and water checks, that all might hydrate properly.
Some nice initial shiggy yielded an arrow across the bayou, and the pack resorted to crossing a high speed bridge without shoulder nor sidewalk to trace the bayou’s opposite bank. Going the wrong way through Fonde park yielded a view check at the Orange Show. Was it worth it? Hey, I’ll take a gander at some upcycled carney horror house some day when it’s not 100 degrees, thanks. Dollops led under 45 and through a fancy neighborhood, and it had a hill! Then back along the bayou through a shitty neighborhood. Seriously, why do people toss all their garbage where they hang out? After proceeding through Gragg Park and across a creek then through the ghetto then pounding pavement back to the start, exhausted and sweating hashers were treated to cake (more flour left unused) and of course regular snacks and beers. At least there was shade now. On-on for more…