InterHash Chiang Mai

The RIH3 travel to InterHash in Chiang Mai. I hope to post a daily journal of our travel through Thailand, Cambodia and Laos. Our itinerary is to travel to Siem Reip immediately after arriving in Bangkok, and spending 2 days touring Angkor Wat. Then back to Bangkok for a Hash there before traveling to Chiang Mai in our luxury van. Travel guide Tinker has booked a 12 person van, and we expect to have onboard: Tink, Short Shorts, Oozing, Dry Foot Fairy, Cumunder Sawr' Squat, Fuwangii, Trail Hoover and other outsiders from time to time including: Mr Rogers (BostonH3) and Bunnie (TDH3).
Our rough schedule in Chiang Mai is the Red Dress on Thursday and the TDH3 Hash on Friday, followed by IH Chiang Mai on Saturday and Sunday. Monday has us driving south and the adventure continues on future 'notes from IH'.
Shots were completed this week, and packing starts this weekend in earnest. Concern about the coup d'état has been flushed away as we hope the flooding may before our arrival, non-the-less, we'll be on our way by weeks end and expectations are high.
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Welch Dickey Loop Trail

This past weekend found us hiking the Welch Dickey trail in the White Mountains. Great trail up the two peaks, 2605' and 2734' respectively, with great views of the Waterville Valley and Sandwich Notch to the east, Plymouth and the Mad and Pemigewasset Rivers to the south, and Mt Tecumseh to the north. The trail was mostly ledge with many prominent ridges for photo opts. The Fall Foilage was just past peak, and gave us some spactular views. Oozing spent most of his time learning Thai-speak, and threw out a few phrases we might use at IH, like "I'll have a beer with those little wiggly worms and some grubs, please". The rest of us had a great time enjoying nature and the outdoors, except one. Bondo was his usual annoying self, complaining that we needed to get back to catch the Patriots second half against the Dolphins. We did make it back in time, unfortunately Just Big Shit stumbled at the top, while feeding a brownie in her face, missed a good foot hold and dropped face down on the brownie and granite. She broke a bone in her hand, but did manage to down the brownie before we headed back down. More importantly, we arrived back at Waterville Valley before the half and the Pats squeeked out a win.

Echo Lake Crags

Trail Hover, Oozing and I joined 'just' Tom Bielicki at the Echo Lake Crags in Franconia Notch, New Hampshire to try out some trad climbing. This was a break from our sport routes at Rumney, and the chance to climb on smooth rock was a blessing to our fingertips.
Having seen Tom in action before, we trusted his ability completely, the others, well their ability is, let's say, somewhat less than spactular. None-the-less, we managed to have a successful fun-filled day without serious pain.
Our fist climb was on th 5.5 Cow's Mouth. It was a good warm up the 75' dirty buttress to the grey face. Tom brought the sharp end of the rope up, and belayed me next. While I belayed Oozing next, Tom then led the 5.7 Shield, with Hoover holding the rope.
I was next up, and chose to lead this one. It was a bit more challenging than I had thought as the top crux had an overhang and necessitated pulling up a small crack.
When we finished these, we stopped for lunch and then we did the Bee Line. This is a 5.6 that really seemed much harder, at least from the start. It was our first really thin crack that could only be had by laying back and stepping off a thin flake a couple feet off the floor. I managed to fall a few times getting off the ground",Tom belayed me, and from there on, for most of the day, I donated blood to the rock face and Hoover's gummy bears...more on that later.
All but Hoover made the top, possibly for fear of catching something from the blood smears everywhere. Then we went over to the 5.7 Cooler Sacrifice. This was a twin crack start to a pine tree at 60'. Good climbing all around, but the gummy's weren't happy. I reached in for some carbs while waiting my turn at the face, and Hoover was next and found blood smeared inside the baggie. "Wipe if off you Wanker", she said, and I did, but it wasn't pretty. She at them anyway.

RIH3

Just when you thought it was safe to surf the web, the RIH3 Blog arrives and now there's nowhere to hide from Basket and company. Any Hashers that would like to share their most intimate thoughts are more than welcome to join us on our virtual hash trail. OnOn
The Rhode Island Hash House Harriers, founded in 1986 by Ole 'Sparks' Vigerstol, has brought much joy and pain to this corner of New England. I've been around for most of it, and wonder just how long it will take me to get some sense and move on. Unfortunately, it hasn't happened yet, so I'm going to start posting my final notes on this worthless group of malcontents.
We've just celebrated our 1069th Hash and other than Bondo Jovi, the group should last much longer than I entend to. That being said, Monday nights just wouldn't be the same without a shiggy trail and a few beers wi' me mates. The photo above is our annual Dragon Boat Race in Pawtucket, RI. We won the Charity Race and gave a thousand bucks to Dr WHO's favorite charity, and his name on a new wing in his hospital. We finished second in our division, despite emptying a number of bottles of Bondo Brew and other savory delights. Maybe if we practice next year, don't dring too much, and wankers don't leave before the last race, we might even take the final.... yea right!
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