A honoured annual event held by the Canberra Hashers involves a dignified meander through the braod avenues of of Australia's lovely capital city on the majestic and environmentally friendly mode of transport known as a bicycle. Occasionally we gentlemen would stop at noble establishments in order fend off the evil effects of dyhydration on the body. Unfortunately, among any gathering of substabtial numbers, there will always be a few uncouth persons who are unable to hold their club members, or themselves, with dignity. This is a pictorial story of when no individual understands the concept of dignity.
12 pubs and only one day. Bottoms up Pinko
Between Pub number 2 and Pub number 3. Most Hashers decided that 12 pubs wasn't enough so we found a place that had free beer tasting (Plonk) and stopped here too!
Most of the crew at Kingston Hotel. It was here that both the afternoon and the sky stated to turn hazy.
Finally I get relegated as beer holder at a Serviceman's Club
Still at the Serviceman's, the sky turns from hazy to wet. However we still have a substantial amount of puns to visit, so through the rain we go...
...to a nearby Rugby Club. Here I am with Megan and Regan. Megan is an ex Fenner resident I haven't seen in about five years.
The next stop was at the Ferry terminal. There is no bar here, but that doesn't stop Hashers. We'll just bring our own...in a fridge filled with ice...in a trailer
Myself and Gerbils. A true real life hasher.
The last photo I took before my battery died. At the third last pub, uni pub. From here the night got awesome. There was a Hen's night at Moose and then there was O'Malleys. Only five of us made all twelve pubs (13 including Plonk). I was home in bed by one oclock. Which gave me just enough sleep before the 10:00am 15km IB training run. But that's another story...
12 pubs and only one day. Bottoms up Pinko
Between Pub number 2 and Pub number 3. Most Hashers decided that 12 pubs wasn't enough so we found a place that had free beer tasting (Plonk) and stopped here too!
Most of the crew at Kingston Hotel. It was here that both the afternoon and the sky stated to turn hazy.
Finally I get relegated as beer holder at a Serviceman's Club
Still at the Serviceman's, the sky turns from hazy to wet. However we still have a substantial amount of puns to visit, so through the rain we go...
...to a nearby Rugby Club. Here I am with Megan and Regan. Megan is an ex Fenner resident I haven't seen in about five years.
The next stop was at the Ferry terminal. There is no bar here, but that doesn't stop Hashers. We'll just bring our own...in a fridge filled with ice...in a trailer
Myself and Gerbils. A true real life hasher.
The last photo I took before my battery died. At the third last pub, uni pub. From here the night got awesome. There was a Hen's night at Moose and then there was O'Malleys. Only five of us made all twelve pubs (13 including Plonk). I was home in bed by one oclock. Which gave me just enough sleep before the 10:00am 15km IB training run. But that's another story...
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