My old Dutch

For the umpteenth and certainly not the last time in this lifetime Rear Admiral Flying Dutchman, OVH started his annual trail from the Brigittenauer Brücke, tweaked in between the Motorway A 22 and the green of the nearby Donauinsel. Another 20 or more Hashers showed up and, after the prerun explanations if was on over the Brigittenauer Brücke into the Donaupark on the other side.

Having run often through the quiet roads where all these posh houses (and a few, well, more old-fashioned ones can be seen) I still tend to get lost there. Mirthfully the shores of the Alte Donau came up and as this is an area where many a Hashrun has been set in the past I could make out at least three if not four areas that were used as carpark on other runs. Not counting in the Gasthaus Birner on the udder side of the Alte Donau, the Gastbaus being our annual host for the World's Worst Hash Christmas Party.

The backtrail consisted of more quiet roads and the beginning of the Donaupark itself. When Pope John Paul II visited Vindobona in 1983, he held a public church service in the Donaupark that 300.000 people attended. There is still a large metal cross to commemorate that.  A little while later it was on back to the carpark, circle and Barbeque afterwards. The main feature of the circle was the return of Cardinal Munk, OVH after heavy illness. The Hash Grill, being kept and guarded by the Hare since ... I can't remember anymore was forgotten at the Grill area and gone the next day when Rear Admiral FD, OVH came back for a search and rescue mission. Would that be worth an extra Down Down the next time round?

By the way, no screaming and cursing please.

Moron run pics can be watched here.