HARDY’S HASHERS INVADE SOUTHERN AFRICA IN 2005!
A group of Hardy’s Hashers travelled to South Africa for a three week tour of Mozambique, Lesotho, Swaziland and South Africa hosted by local hashers. This included the Africa Hash in Cape Town.
At Heathrow the drinking started long before the flight took off. Organgrinder thought her wine was excessively dry until she realised that she had not taken off the cap.
At local midnight on the aircraft somewhere over North Africa it became Organgrinder’s 55th birthday so she was able to open all her many birthday cards and celebrate with a pre-packed meal.
After getting lost in Nelspruit the hostel was eventually found in the suburbs resulting in a quick midnight swim in the pool.
Gravelrash found a convenient way to carry a cola bottle.
BOF samples the local potjie food - delicious!
Our overnight camping experience in the Kruger National Park. We were kept awake by the monkeys chattering nearby and trying to get into our tent.
Hardy Hashers On Safari!
We encountered all the usual animals but BOF reckoned people saw more animals and got closer to them at Longleat Safari Park!
A lioness feasting on the entrails of a baby giraffe - you wouldn’t have seen THAT in Longleat BOF!
A Safari bus full of German tourists came off the road in an area full of hungry lions. Did Hardy’s Hashers risk their lives to push the bus out of the ditch whilst the Germans stayed on board terrified? Yes we did - and we didn’t mention the war!
Hashing in Soweto. The local children came out to laugh at our white legs and cheer us on. We hashed past Winnie Mandela’s house and ate at a local Soweto restaurant.
The imaginative decoration on two power station cooling towers near Soweto.
Down! Downs! with a very powerful local drink downed in one
Having a great meal and lots of drinks in a back street Soweto cafe
From Johannesburg we boarded the Hash Party Train to spend over a week hashing and travelling to Mozambique, Lesotho, Swaziland and all through South Africa to Cape Town. The capital of Mozambique - Maputo - has a lot of buildings, like this one, from its Portuguese colonial days
The entrance to our Maputo hotel was decorated to mark our arrival on the Hash Party Train.
Local children turned out to cheer the Hashers on their way through the shanty town in the Maputo suburbs.
Hashing through the poorest parts of Mozambique. This family had seven children all living in a single room breeze block hut.
Paddling in the Indian Ocean.
A local Mozambique dancing troupe proudly display their national flag featuring crossed hoe and AK47 Kalashnikov rifle.
Setting off on a quad bike safari in Ficksburg. Only BOF failed to get the hang of his machine and crashed it into a concrete parapet - big Down! Down! for that!
On the eight day train trip - the facilities for washing clothes was rudimentary!
As were the clothes drying facilities!
The Hash Party Train toilets were also basic - poo, pee and paper all straight onto the track!
We went shopping for red dresses in Durban market - which caused locals some amazement with Drain and other men slipping into snazzy red dresses.
The beer arrived at the Durban Hash venue - we soon drank it dry!
“Circle Up!” for the Hash around Durban.
The Durban Hashers performed a skit of Freddy Mercury and Montserrat Caballé singing ‘Barcelona’. This was copied very successfully in several Hardy’s Hash Celebration weekends by Honest John and Wellie.
On the Hash Party Train. After eight days our livers were screaming for mercy!
Oh No! ‘Billy No Mates’ BOF is dancing with his invisible friend again!
Hardy’s Hashers and friends set the Hash from the Gariep Dam miles from anywhere in the desert.
Rather a challenge to set a hash from a dam with no local knowledge and no maps!
Down! Downs! at Addo Elephant Park. This Hasher’s nickname was ‘Mammaries’ - no idea why...
After eight days and nights on the Hash Party Train we arrived in Cape Town via Johannesburg, Mozambique, Swaziland, Durban and many other stops. Then straight onto the Red Dress Run prior to Africa Hash 2005.
Africa Hash got under way.
Unfortunately, early in the event a violent storm blew up which threatened to collapse the huge marquee so we had to evacuate the event and go back to our hotel. These Portaloos were blown over with the violence of the wind. We hoped there was nobody trapped inside!
The huge marquee destroyed by the storm. Amazingly, we all got out in time.
The Hash to the top of Table Mountain
The view from the top of Table Mountain.
You can’t go any further south in Africa than this!
Knackered and ready to fly home!!