Given the elections, and the word that it could take up to twelve hours to vote here - Choices, choices.... we didn't know what to expect by way of numbers. The hares hoped that the proximity to the northern barrios would lead to around the 20 mark, however, the Beer Master, Wire My Baby, had erred on the lower side, and had only brought one crate of beer with him, (down downs at future hashes for him, we were not going to waste the limited beer on him this week!!!!) expecting a low turnout. But, like the elections, it's mandatory to run with the Hash, and with the sun cracking the flags, the numbers who congregated at Lisandro de La Torre station swelled to a healthy 22 + Perro Caliente (a dog in case you are wondering!), and a little after the designated time, the pack were off, and getting lost immeadiately.....
The first section of trail saw a number of embassies being circled, notably the German Embassy, and although we had no Germans on the trail, the falsies that were all found by the pack, ensured that the security guards must have felt as though they were being invaded as the pack went past three or four times - who were we running from? Numerous False Trails had been set by the hares, and for once, all were found by the pack, which does give a sense of satisfaction to the hares, as there is nothing worse than the pack ignoring the hard work and guessing the right way! Thailand, Malaysia, Poland and probably a few more embassies were passed, but the zig-zagging pack stayed on trail until Parque Belgrano was located, and naturally, where there were steps to climb, the hares had laid trail in that direction, with a circular route through the Parque, which was rewarded with a nice little beer stop to relieve the runners.
Windy Culo, along with Perro Caliente, were showing great form, and the leading pack was supplemented by an experienced hasher newly arrived to Buenos Aires, Daniel Patrick Kelly (I will learn how to spell & pronounce the hash name one day), with Tit Climber, Two Secs, Just Claudia, the Beer Master himself (he's getting remarkably quick these days!) and Viagra Spices from New York, closely followed to this juncture by Footsie and yours truly, all enjoying the Isenbeck on a warm day. The fact that the leading pack had found all the falsies meant that the walkers caught up quickly at this point, and suitably refreshed all set off on the second part of the trail.
A split took place just after the Beer Stop, and the macho runners enjoyed (well, that may not be quite the word!) a long run around Belgrano, and the rest of the pack
took in the site of the old plane (anyone who knows what this is - please tell), before the trails joined up again for a trip through Barrio Chino, or Chinatown, which was thronged with people, but the trail was just about still visible, with Footise recommending restaurants as we passed. A few more twists and turns saw us across Libertador, and the Golf Club loomed up and the urban landscape swiftly changed to green.
For those who wanted to stretch their legs out, the final few kilometres of the trail took them passed the golf club and around the lake, before turning back towards the BA Tennis Club and the On In, with the Wimps Trail undercutting the lake, resulting in the lead pack and the walkers arriving back within a few minutes of each other.
The circle took place in the Parque Bolivia adjoining the station, and with the sun really getting warmth on our backs for the first time in a while, a boistrous circle was held, with numerous down downs for malfractions, including cross dressing between Tit Climber and Two Secs, Business on Trail between Windy and Viagra, and inability to use technology from Roger The Cabin Boy, who along with Red Hot Chilli had been late arrivals. We welcomed the Kelly Family to BA, with the above mentioned Daniel accompanied by his lovely wife and girls, and two visiting Virgins, who despite not knowing each other, both came from Montreal, Canada... Will they ever return?
The circle concluded and we retreated to the Chori-Shack for some delightful food, and those who care to say that there is no spicy food in Buenos Aires should take a trip down to the shack by the station, as the tongues were burning brightly - ask Windy....
And so the 546th BA Hash came to an end, and the experienced and new hashers alike all seemed to have a good day out, and with the weather starting to warm up, we look forward to the arrival of spring, with this weeks hash being a pre-taster of things to come - ON ON
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