Monday, September 7, 2026

             Hash N+345 "Lago Norte Hash"

Sunday, 13th of September

🍻🐾 BH3 HASH N+345

🍺 WHAT HAPPENED AT HASH N+344?

Hash N+344, hared by Sperm Bank and Opulence, was a dusty, hilly and ticky little bastard of a trail.

Officially, it was only 4.7 km.

Physically, it felt like 10.

By the end, almost everybody, except the suspiciously cheerful hares and Just Siena, was cursing like sailors.

Just Siena bounced along and reminded us old farts that we too were apparently young once, with energy, working knees and other things now lost to history.

The trail was shitty as, the beer stop was desperately welcome, and the Circle delivered the usual accusations, drinking and public humiliation.

Another Shitty BH3 Hash.


🍻 HASH N+345

MIRACLES DO HAPPEN!

Two weeks ago, Sir Shagsalot VOLUNTEERED to hare N+345.

Naturally, this meant Union Jack-Off was automatically volunteered as well.

Both come from that small rainy island that somehow conquered half the planet with wooden ships, warm beer and an unjustified level of confidence.

Yes...

GREAT BRITAIN.

Expect stiff upper lips, posh accents, mild colonial arrogance and, inevitably, drunkenness.

Should either hare start speaking in an excessively snobbish English accent, the Hash Master grants temporary permission to slap them.

Gently.

We do have standards.

Very low standards, but standards nonetheless.

And to make matters worse, some wankers from California are joining us.

They claim they're here for a conference.

We know they really came to experience South America’s finest dysfunctional kennel.

So let's make sure they return to California confused, slightly dehydrated and with at least one story they can't tell their employers.

On On!


📍 STARTING POINT

Big Box parking lot at the beginning of Lago Norte, near Deck Norte

🕒 TIME

15:00 SHARP

Which in Hash terminology means we'll stand around drinking and insulting each other until the late bastards finally arrive.


🗺️ THE TRAIL

🏃 RUNNERS – Yes there will be a runners trail

Distance: 7–9 km
Elevation: More than you'd like.
Navigation: Questionable.
Survival: Probable.
Beer: Even more probable.

If you get lost, remember the ancient Hash technique:

Run faster in the wrong direction.


🚶 WALKERS

Roughly 6 km of:

·         Complaining about the heat.

·         Complaining about the trail.

·         Complaining about the hare.

·         Inventing shortcuts that make the trail longer.

·         Asking "How much further?" every seven minutes.

·         Suddenly developing Olympic speed when somebody says BEER STOP!


🍻 WHAT TO EXPECT

🎭 CHALK TALK

Listen carefully. Nod intelligently. Forget everything within five minutes.

🍺 BEER STOP

Beer contains water.

Water prevents dehydration.

Therefore beer prevents dehydration.

SCIENCE.

Please don't ask an actual doctor.

🎉 THE CIRCLE

Questionable songs. Dubious accusations. False testimony. Public humiliation. Unnecessary down-downs.

Evidence will not be required.

Lessons will not be learned.

The perfect Sunday afternoon.


🌞 WEATHER

Probably hot enough to fry an egg on a car bonnet.

Or it might piss down.

In September?

Apparently the weather gods have started drinking early.

THIS IS BRAZIL. 🇧🇷


🎒 BRING

☀️ Sunscreen
🧢 A hat
👟 Running or walking shoes
💰 Beer money
💧 Water
😂 A sense of humour
🎩 Whatever dignity you still possess

Don't worry about bringing the dignity home.

It won't survive the Circle.


Dust off your shoes, stretch absolutely nothing, ignore common sense and join Brasília's finest collection of: 🍺 DRINKERS WITH A RUNNING PROBLEM 🏃

THIS ISN'T EXERCISE.

It's a guided tour of poor decisions through the Brazilian bush, following questionable markings laid by two British wankers...

with a beer stop.

🍻🐾 ON ON! 🐾🍻



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