Mild shvitzing

Way out there in Transdanubia lies the beach house that belongs to Justin Beaver and his old lady, venue of the annual Beaver run. In contrast to all previous years the start was moved into Groß-Enzersdorf as "the way into the Lobau is a bit too far from the Beaver Villa" (so the Hare told me). A huge turnout of no less than 42 Hashers came along, also to commemorate the loss of Pocahontits (see the previous post).

On yet another hot day and after a few pre run explanations it was more or less straight on into an area of thick forest, interspersed with water, lakes and such. The area of the Lobau not only where Napoleon got taught a lesson in 1809, it is also a truly beautiful recreational area, partly inside and partly nearby Vienna. Much running on forest paths and near various small lakes was done when a beerstop came. consisting of JUST ONE BEERCAN (in total).

I wanna be a forest ranger, I wanna live a life of danger?

Further on the trail split into a runners and a walkers trail, I courageously set out to finish the long part when suddenly a well known bridge crossing and car park came up, which was of course the oft used carpark behind the Autokino (venue of LGB's induction into OVH rank, the very first one way back).On back to our own carpark of the evening, a few cold drinks and the circle. Before the circle started we held a minute's silence in memory of Pocahontits, followed by RA Moehair reading out a very personal tribute by Whoppa.

After the circle it was swimming in the Donau-Oder Kanal, fine grilling in the garden of the beach house and the bucket full of water that went over the neighbours fence seemed to mark an end point to a pleasant yet sad evening.

Moron pics can be seen here. 

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