Wednesday, December 24, 2008


Running all over Broome

The next run is on Monday 29th Dec

Meet at 6 Kapang Drive, Sunset Park

5.30 pm for 6pm, prompt start.

Hares: Hound-dog, Booberator

Food and drinks Yes

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Next Run 29th Dec

The next run is on Monday 29th Dec

Meet at 6 Kapang Drive, Sunset Park

5.30 pm for 6pm, prompt start.

Hares: Hound-dog, Booberator

Food and drinks Yes

Friday, December 19, 2008


The next run is on Monday Dec.22nd
Meet at 17 Charles Road, Cable Beach
5.30 pm for 6pm off
Hare: The Director
This is our Christmas Run please feel
free to dress up or free not to dress up!
ie: TINSEL &/Or Santa hat

Food and drinks definitely
Hash Hotline call Ian 041 841 2423

Monday, December 15, 2008


This weeks run starts at 10 Whimbrel, which is the second left passed Roebuck Primary school off Sanderling. Sorry for the late notice and sorry if you end up getting this twice


Probably Food - Definitely Drinks!

Sunday, December 7, 2008

BBW Hash 100

Broome Bluewater Hash celebrated 100 runs on December 5th and got a letter from the Queen to mark its centenary. Here’s what Her Maj had to say:

My Dear Hashers,
Congratulations on achieving a most splendid centenary. One always gets a thrill when one hears of antipodeans in one’s Empire being such good sports.
One was just telling one’s corgis this morning over a nice cup of tea and hot buttered crumpets how those jolly Orstralians are always throwing themselves into swimming pools and race tracks or thrashing leather on willow (Phillip is very fond of that sport and practises an awful lot) or rushing about chasing a pigskin. (But we really stuck it up you when you lost the Ashes and when we won more medals in Beijing. What a sweet victory for Mother England.)
Hash House Harriers appears to blend the best aspects of sport in my opinion; short bursts of activity chasing a hare and spurred on by horn (how very fox hunt!) followed by a great deal of socialising, chat, nosh and imbuement.
One understands a Briton (but with a Japanese name?) established the Broome Bluewater Hash, which makes one very proud.
So let me extend my most hearty congratulations and one hopes there is another centenary in the future (by then you may be a Republic and will therefore not be getting a letter from the Monarch, or perhaps it will be the grandchild of my darling William, as long as he doesn’t marry that bit of fluff and finds a Nice Girl)
Should you be calling by London before 2012, do pop in for a bit of Hash on the lawns of the Palace.
Best wishes

Friday, December 5, 2008

Monday 8 DEC RUN

Departing at 6.00pm sharp - 5.30 for sign-up and pre-run natter.

Departing from Kimberley Bookshop.

We run in all weather!

Hare is Red.

Drinks certainly. Snacks provided.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

The KISS principle of setting a run (Dec 1)

Keep It Simple Stupid. So simple that Hare Barge Arse didn’t even set a run. What a great idea! Breaks the no rules rule of hashing beautifully and spices it up for the hashers who love a surprise kick in the pants every so often.

Barge’s ‘live run’ was as follows; run as far and as fast as you can in the direction of cable beach for 30 minutes, turn around and come back. Bloody simple.

The fast bastards set off at a galloping pace; Conchi, Red, Blondie, Slow and a heap of followers like that bloody Marathon Runner (have we charged him for training? I mean, running for four plus hours in the Melbourne marathon recently is a blatant flouting of the hashers’ no training mantra).

Half expected Commando to take on the sand dunes in SAS style crawl, but perhaps she was frightened off by the prospect of getting sand in her jocks. Meanwhile Cock Up dallied in the back blowing the horn and sounding like a Volkswagen in serious need of a tune up.

There were some super slack hashers – moi included – who didn’t even make it over the sand dune to the beach and instead chucked a leftie at the fork in the proverbial and meandered through Minyirr park. The fastest thing working in this pack was the Ladies’ tongues.

So the pack dribbled along cable beach enjoying the sunset and stopping for a chat with mates they knew. Some made it to the surf club, some smart, fit bastards made it to the Noooodie bit of the beach. Then everyone turned around and galloped back. And our reward from Cockup was a free ice cold beverage. Ahhhhhhhhh.

The circle was pumping and buzzing. We welcomed some Virginal BmeH3s – Flasher from Perth Harriets (mercifully in the Broome humidity she had discarded the flasher’s trench coat), a Blow In from Kakadu (bring on the monsoon I say), and a couple of gals from Bargie’s hospital workplace, inc one who was with Cocos Island Hash.

We christened Lisa as Wombat because she eats, roots and leaves. (Note the careful placement of a comma makes a great deal of difference to the significance of her H name.)

Barge got to wear the toilet seat for such a Shit Run. And her spa was turned into a saltwater spa with so many cesty sweaty bodies squeezing in for a swim. Geeze Barge I hope you upped the chlorination the next day.