The 186th Hash was on Sunday,June 3rd

Well Mounted and Blow Job were The Hares.

These words being written more than a week after the event may seem a little remiss.
Ironically the first remembrance is a field of for-get -me-nots. The next was a series of holes obviously dug by the Hares to slow up the runners. Somebody fell down one; I'm not sure who or whether he ever came back up.

Then Cliffbanger found himself alone again. There was sawdust, but was he going the wrong way round again? Had he missed a beer stop? Were the bastards sitting on some grassy bank somewhere swilling beer?
No, it was Bushsquatter. They had followed Bushsquatter; she had turned the pack back from the correct trail. Being spatially challenged, myopic and a bit thick is a terrible combination to suffer from, especially if you are following the afflicted. Hence the only rule in Hashing is NEVER FOLLOW BUSHSQUATTER.

At most checks there is a 50% chance of being wrong. Bushsquatter is wrong 90% of the time which means not that she has no sense of direction but has a reverse sense of direction. You have been warned. At the down - downs she was duly punished and so were a lot of others found out of uniform. There were other naughty hashers but the for-get -me-nots are not working.