Bali Hash 2 | Hash Trash Run #1485 Saturday November 28th
MOUNT NI GROAN’S HIGHLAND FLING AT BRASELA
What is it that tastes like tar, dead fish and dog shit on a windlashed Inner Hebridean Beach? Yep, right first time, and no need to spell it. Then, what is black and dished up with neeps & tatties? Right again – ye unco canny wanker. Other delights were provided by IBM, NO DEPOSIT, and COMING ROUND THE MOUNTAIN, appropriately enough. That lassie should be elected GRAND MATTRESS at our forthcoming AGPU (though in reality she is already). And although LABIA’s selection OI ‘Highlanders’ comprised mostly mongrels with Sassenach skeletons in their respective closets, none could claim greater affinity than our most worthy HAIR RAISER himself – don’t I mean HARE? – MNG whose immediate ancestors hail from hard by the NINETEENTH on the OLD COURSE or the celebrated ROYAL AND ANCIENT. Unco splendid show. Of course HIGHLAND FLING being essentially a solo performance is something of a misnomer. Undoubtedly MOUNT N’ GROAN was founder of the least, though every lad and lassie present contributed to the success of the occasion.
Access to Brasela site was as picturesque as the trail itself, semi-paved and barely negotiable to the likes of WORM and HORNY HERRING. Pretty much off-road really. But BOUNCING CZECH’s clutching hand amply compensated, nary libation evident. To attain the bar demanded some exertion, and more then one duffer came a purler in the process. Finally found meself propping it up in the company of HARES that also included PEARL NECKLACE. All agreed it was an unco exceptional course, especially the dark tunnel that not everyone ventured to enter. We need more subterranean runs. One mishap narrowly averted when an elderly HARRIER was discovered hanging on for dear life to a cliff face. I don’t think he’s been baptized yet:: CLIFF HANGER – should be one word CLIFFHANGER – could conceivably fill the bill eventually. For St Andrew (our RA) conditions were perfect. As typical Scottish mizzle cleared, so did upper Petanu-side mist envelop us on the bonnie bonnie banks. All that snash about Auguries of Innocence and New Jerusalem – and never mind the Argies – let it be known, however, that it was the birthday of William Blake (1757) – and compensation enow in the Ballad of Sir Patrick Spens plus that other Scots shanty (attributed to Burns) – 4 and 20 Virgine
– THE BALL AT KIRRIEMUIR –