Run: #2260 – Bullsh*t or Udder Nonsense?

Date: Monday 11/9/23
Location: Tewantin
Hares: Noosa H3 Committee

They say cow manure come from males – but that’s bullsh*t! So, what does a farmer talk about when he’s milking a cow? Udder nonsense!

If you feel like you’ve herd all these cow puns before, you’re probably just experiencing déjà-moo! That’s what it felt like when I came dressed in a cow onesie, I have never herd so many cow jokes. Unfortunately, I have to inform you all that it was an intersexual cow as it didn’t actually have an udder!

What a fab evening we had on our 3 course progressive dinner stagger around Tewantin, with 46 hashers and 1 cow come out of the woodwork! Even though the RA’s broken Anti Rain app didn’t deter this hardy lot with smattering of showers here and there! Most hashers got into the spirit of things by dressing up in their best Op Shop finery or may be that’s what they normally wear on non hash nights! We started at chez Breathless and had only gone 100m down the back of the houses on Butler St when we had our first casualty – Screamer falling down a HUGE rabbit hole! We were joined by a couple of kids on bikes, so interested in the events and what the hashers were doing – perhaps these are hashers in the making? Next Week and All Fours were on their bikes keeping the group together. All Fours rode ahead to take photos while Next Week was short cutting the slower walkers and rerouting the trail when we encountered the first downpour. With all the excitement most hashers forgot to take umbrellas and torches – both were needed!

Entrees were served at Kaffir’s garage on Hay St – a Potato & Corn Chowder Soup washed down with a drop of sweet Sherry. After some more rain, we waited before we ventured 500m down the end of Hay St along the water and through a private property of Elaine’s which she kindly let the rowdy Hashers use as a bypass. Mains was at Licorice Nipple’s on Ward St – Sarn Choy Baos with heaps of wine flowing! The hashers then staggered another 1km before Puds at Next Week & All Fours’ to enjoy their icecreams, chocolates and sucking port through chocolate fingers. After watching the rain come and go, it was back to Breathless’ for the circle around a gorgeous firepit to dry all your bits. I even got the comment about not standing too close to the fire as they liked their steaks rare…

Down downs were given to:

• Returnees: Munchin’ (broken bits for 18 months), Drover’s Dog (out & about), Shazza (no hash name yet, been in Europe), Noddy (just haven’t been to a run, although he arrived late), Nafa (somewhere in France)
• Run report: Reverse Thrust (a well marked trail, when it wasn’t raining, keeping everyone together at each of the courses, most enjoyable)
• Shit Stirrer Award: No one quite deserving tonight, perhaps it was because there weren’t enough virgins being sacrificed, even though Insultan put up his hand. Minder was nowhere to be found to name any spinsters!
• Turtle Luv tried to tell us a joke about a black guy, a white guy, lost the plot then Berocca had to step in to assist, then it was something about losing her sombrero & throwing red wine over at least 8 people
• Kaffir – for telling Noddy that the start of the run was @ 5:30pm, Noddy turned up at Breathless’ only to find nobody home but managed to find enough trail to make it to the 3rd course!
• Ma’ Dog told us a cow joke – something about standing up & not getting your arse wet?

There was plenty grog along the journey with Licker & Red Knob’s travelling Uber bucket from house to house. Many thanks to all the eateries in Tewantin, their hospitality and thanks to those to came along to enjoy themselves and made it a great night!

Some parting words/question: What do cows say when they hear a bad joke? I am not amoosed (with this udder nonsense)!!!

MOO MOO!
All Fours (on 2 wheels)