Running Room (2007-11-24)

Normally I would skip hashes outside the boundaries of Toronto. However the promise of finding 72 virgins without having to blow myself up led me to the House of the Great Satan (aka the Running Room) in Port Credit.

Co hare Drinks like a Girl had been pimping a hash there for several months. He even went as far as to start a group on Facebook. Arriving at the hash there were indeed a number of new faces nattily attired in the best Running Room gear. There was also a motley lot dressed in football attire. Apparently a few hashers from Winnipeg had got lost on their way to watch the Blue Bombers at the Roger's Centre and ended up in lovely Mississauga. In hindsight Suds, Just Ken, Sister something or other and the rest of them probably should have stayed home.

Chalk talk was led by co hare New Shoez who it seems had borrowed school board chalk from Dead End. I was hoping this was not a portent of things to come. Unfortunately I was wrong.

The trail itself was a tad confusing for this half mind. It led east on Lakeshore, then over the Go tracks, through some woods, then under the Go tracks before returning west along Lakeshore. No wonder Cougar and Rose Eh and later Black Widow decided to auto hash. Mercifully there was beer nearby at the Old Credit Brewing Company. Not wanting us to mix with the upper crust of Port Credit they even gave us our own room within which we could consume their free suds and salty snacks.

From here trail headed south to the lake, then east across Lakeshore (again). If you don't believe me check here. It's not all bad however as it did lead to one of the coolest (no pun intended) beer checks in recent memory. While Shadow did some reconnaissance around the lakefront, the rest of us forced our way through the gates of tony Port Credit Harbour Marina and found a keg of Amsterdam waiting for us amongst the million dollar dinghies.

As Rose Eh whinged and moaned from the warm comfort of the Teresa Morgan, GM Wet 'n Dirty began circle. After honouring the hares, virgins and visitors (during which Johnny Cockring and Humpday serenaded the Winnipeggers with a special Bomber fight song) the GM invited the Cooper family to share a joint down down in honour of Drinks like a Girl's 29th birthday.

From the Marina it was back west across Lakeshore to Natty's for some drinks and snacks. It was in this fine dining establishment that well to do hash attorney Johnny Cockring stuck forlorn Atlanta cola vendor New Shoez with the tab. Tsk tsk.