|Some Dutch courage on display|
|Bacchus would have been proud|
After that much welcomed breathing stop it was downhill sooner than expected - there was a winestop promised at the start of the run - and both walkers and runners found their way back into the confines of Langenlois, a well kept city with lots of winemakers and a big number of old looking buildings.
The winestop eventually materialized in form of a Wine Stall of the local Kellerfest at the Sauberg (charming name) and those glasses of Weißer Spritzer (White Wine mixed with mineral water) went down everyones throats in no time. Apart from those who had non-alcoholic drinks of course. Lopsided Backsides Mom (not the Hasher of the same name) helped to operate that Wine Stall and apparently knew most of the pack as she seemed happy to see us.
And of course a very special hotel for the romantic winos, to be recommended. Seemingly aimless trail kept getting us nearer towards the drinkstop.
After the wine stop it was on back to the carpark, with a long circle, lots of cool beers and a visitor from the Bay of Islands Hash in New Zealand (friend of Free Willie). Apologies for not memorizing his name.
A very fine effort indeed, Langenlois is well worth of trip for Hashing and bacchantic pleasures.
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