It’s funny what can barrel up onto the virtual doorstep. Via a search string (geelong [swearword] – I jumped back through to google to see what else fitted this two word combo. I clicked through a page but didn’t have time to read it so saved it and read it off line. If you’ve got a minute or two check this out, but don’t click on any of their links…
Why would I ask this? Because I want to try and communicate the sense of Wha?? that I had on Saturday. Very much a double-you-tee-efff-??? situation.
Perhaps more so for me because all the street names etc. are in this general area.
I couldn’t figure out what it was about. Stoners? Hoons? RPGers – It sounded like Shadowrun maybe.
But no, later on I found out all about these things called Hash house harriers clubs. They describe themselves as, “a drinking club with a running problem”. In a nutshell, what they do is loosely based on old English hunts from the 1800s where a rabbit or something would be let loose the hunters on horses with dogs would chase it down.
This more modern version doesn’t use animals – one of the club members volunteers to be chased. In place of leaving a scent trail they use scraps of paper (at one time at least. This is where the phrase, “paper chase” came from.) or something else now – I couldn’t figure out what.
“Hash House” harriers are a slightly different form of this – they don’t take it quite so seriously and do it more for the social aspect. The word hash refers to an eatery in Malaysia, where the first of these paper-chase style runs started in 1938. The Full history is here. I liked this picture the best. They have mens, womens and mixed groups. They do it every week.
These groups are everywhere – this is just the victorian list. It’s a worldwide thing. if you’d like to see dozens and dozens and dozens of fotos of working class whiteys holding tinnies you need look no further than this
You maybe thinking that drinking copious amounts of beer and running long distances don’t go well together – and you’d be right. Some guy dropped dead of a heart attack here in geelong while on a hash run last year.
Human beings are strange and amazing things. Just when I think everything is war and fire, something like this shows up.
So next time you hear one of those plastic trumpets (more commonly seen at larger sporting events) sound somewhere in your neighbourhood, go stand in the front yard – a gaggle of staggery sweaty middle-aged proles might just lumber past.
I have seen a big bunch of diverse looking people running around where I live too. Except they weren’t drinking and seemed to blowing whistles everynow again. It was weird when you heard a return whistle call from what seemed a couple of streets away and everyone turned and ran in that direction. I never did get to the bottom of that.
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That’s amazing that you’ve actually seen them. This was one of those things that I wasn’t sure if it was just me who hadn’t heard of them, or if it was genuinely obscure.
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Well I am not sure that it was the same thing, but it was quite a spectacle.
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Puts things in perspective doesn’t it .. which is to say now everything is skew wiff =) ..