Hash N+330 "New Year Hash"

Sunday, 18th of January

Upcoming Hash N+331

After Just Nick’s first attempt at haring back in October — bravely mentored by Opulence, who promptly went into emergency hospital the day before, we are proud (and mildly concerned) to announce Just Nick’s second attempt to hare his first-ever Hash.

Yes. Second attempt. Same first Hash. Don’t ask questions.

The sacred training grounds for achieving Master Hare Status™ will be Lago Norte, the shared backyard of Just Nick and Opulence. This guarantees a trail that is objectively terrible, creatively confusing, and packed with unpleasant surprises. Tradition will, of course, be respected: there will be circles, and there will be beer.

So come out! Bring friends, family, your girlfriend or your wife — bring both and Hash Cash is waived (we’re degenerates, not monsters) — and help us make this a truly shitty Hash to remember… or repress.

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📍 Start
Parking lot in front of Borracharia Lago Norte
SHIN CA 3 – Lago Norte

🐍 Trail
Maybe Varjão, maybe the lake, maybe CA? - Nobody knows. Least of all the hare.

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🗺️ The Trail

🏃 Runners: LOL. No. Sit down, hero. Not this Hash
🚶 Walkers: ~5 km of scenic suffering — think Instagram walk, but with zero filters, extra sweat, mystery scratches, and at least one deep existential crisis.

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🍻 What to Expect (Besides Regret)

🎭 Chalk Talk: Like a TED Talk, but louder, drunker, and mostly lies.
🍺 Beer Stop: The exact moment your liver files a formal complaint.
🎉 Circle: Public humiliation, off-key chanting, and beer so warm it qualifies as soup.

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🌦 Forecast
Hotter than Lucifer’s bidet, with a strong chance of “oh for f*ck’s sake, rain again.”

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🧳 Packing List

·         Sunscreen strong enough to fry an egg

·         Raincoat / human condom (just in case)

·         Your liver’s farewell letter

·         Any remaining dignity (it will not survive Circle)

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So lace up your shame-proof shoes, hydrate like it’s an Olympic sport, and come suffer gloriously with us.

This isn’t a run.

It’s group therapy with beer, heckling, and the occasional accidental nudity.

On On, you magnificent disasters!