Napoleons Vindobonapart Summary

Alors les mecs! After quite a successful Whine Hash weekend down in the lovely province of Steiermark in April this year that was being organised by three little mermaids (we know who they are) it had been decided by the powers that be that yet an udder event shall be hosted, namely in Melk.
The theme was cleverly disguised as a French-related one (ah, Paris!, Napoleon invaded Ostrich country in 1809, maintenant c'est 200 ans apres, d'accord?) I think to remember that a wee little side comment by our remarkable RA Richard Kopf (and that sure IS his real Hashname and none other) said something like Vindobonapart.
All said and done, mid September brought some 50 Hashers from various clubs to Melk to that charming little Hotel called Wachauerhof, and the Friday night happenings went by without Sex Energy and myself since we left our little daughter Fallen Angel on Saturday morning with the Grandparents and it was on off to Melk.
Nice main run out there through Melk and surroundings that was set mainly by Free Willie leading out of town and on over a brdige across the lovely Westautobahn (one of Austrias main motorways, yet only a short interlude) and eventually over to the Schallaburg, an interesting place that hosts many exhibitions and hoh hoh hoh a large Napoleon exhibit was the main attraction over there.

"The beer stop is to be found at carpark # 5!" was muttered by someone and another 500 metres later there was some cold beer. FINALLY.
Think that was it? HAH! I laugh in yer face! "In case anyone wants to run back to Melk that would last another 1 1/2 hours running and a little longer for the walkers" - so I assume, since there was yet another very fine option out there.
"Haw-Haw, there is a Bus weserved for Mr. Norman Wandall leaving at four o'clock!" was being declared some two hours earlier. Plus the beer stop had been dismantled by some not well-meaning ones, so what could one do but grab a few cool ones and drink the time away until the Hash Bus departed? Fine and long circle, check out the pics from that weekend at the Hash Photosite. Link to follow.
Honestly speaking we have already had better evening entertainment on previous events, the evening party was a bit sluggish as fas s I am concerned.
Anyway.
Good lad Sex-O-Phone and myself decided to give the Hangover run on Sunday morning a miss and walk on straight to the endpoint which was the local rowing club next to the River Danube. What a wise decision since the Hares (Joystick and affiliates) had set a trail that lasted more than an hour.
Another circle in style and then it was on off for all. I took the train back to Vienna in the company of the Bintang Kidd, Sex Immigrant and Marathon Main (currently being posted in Cairo).
Conclusion: Bien fait et merci a tous et a toutes.

2 more sleeps until Schweizerhaus closing day.

On Out.