The usual big crowd at the official starting line delayed our start by several minutes, and then it was crossing through the masses with the climbing rope, a bit like a serpent. I sadly have to admit that I couldn't keep the pace and had to let the rope runners go. Or run rather. More exercise with the same amount of libation shall be the motto for this year. After the run, another fine circle outside of Flanagans Pub. Newbie Eamon, who runs the Green Room Irish Bar opposite the Metropol music theatre was the Newbie of the day. After the circle, usual routine inside the post office, to the left of the beer counter.
A few stalwarts carried on running to the official finish line to get their official medals (The Famous Pimpsqueak being one of them). All in all, a fine Hashing year came to its conclusion. Thanks.
Here are the official Moron Pics.
|Prince of Barkness inflated|
|A Happy Hasher in a well known place|