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Knuckledragging in Las Vegas

Pick’n'Flick and I drove to Las Vegas for our grandson’s Eagle Scout induction ceremony, and I decided at the last minute to trailer the motorcycle. The scout ceremony was Saturday, which left Sunday and Monday to go riding.

Sunday, Nose Candy (KDH3 Las Vegas) and I (KDH3 Baja Arizona) rode the north shore of Lake Mead out to Valley of Fire State Park and on-on to Overton for a late breakfast. We were accompanied by Nose Candy’s boss, Just Mark. It was a spirited ride, and by spirited I mean 80 mph the whole way, with occasional excursions up to 100 mph. It’s been a while since I pulled the ton, and I think maybe this was the first time I did it with a fellow Knuckledragger. Thank G we didn’t get caught … that would have been a hell of a ticket!

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Lake Mead: Nose Candy, Flying Booger, Just Mark

Nose Candy rides a fancy-pants BMW, and of course I was on my Goldwing. Just Mark was on a Harley, and surprisingly pushed the thing even harder than I pushed the Wing, including the 100 mph dashes. I must say I was impressed. We need to get that man hashing so he can become a Knuckledragger too.

On the way home Nose Candy and I stopped in Boulder City for on-afters. The old downtown section was full of bikes and riders, but this ride stood out and we decided to pose with it for photos. We later met its owner (who looked exactly like the kind of guy who’d ride it), Grizzly from Apache Junction, Arizona, right up the road from me. Another potential recruit!

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Boulder City: Nose Candy with Grizzly’s ride

Monday Nose Candy and I went riding through Red Rock Canyon with Have Shit Will Travel (KDH3 Las Vegas).

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Red Rock Canyon: Nose Candy, HSWT, Flying Booger

Just for fun, here’s a short GoPro video of the three of us doing a water crossing leaving Red Rock. Scoff if you will, but water crossings are a big deal in the desert, and qualify as shiggy.

After riding the Red Rock loop we hooked up with another Las Vegas Knuckledragger, Alcoholiday, at Bonnie Springs Ranch. We wanted to see Bonnie Springs again before it’s gone … the old lady who owned it died and her heirs have sold the property to developers. They’re tearing it down this month and a few months from now it’ll be a gated McMansion community. Las Vegas grows like a cancer, and I won’t be surprised to see casinos in Red Rock Canyon some day.

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Bonnie Springs: HSWT, Nose Candy, Alcoholiday, FB

Not a bad KDH3 outing. Now to see if I can hook up with some potential KDH3 Baja Arizona members in Sierra Vista and Bisbee!

More links: GoPro videos are on my YouTube channel, and you can view screen grab images from those videos on my GoPro Stills Flickr album.

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Vodka Splite, RIP

Vodka Splite was a huge help to me with events & contacts when I started the Half-Mind Catalog, my go-to hash collaborator for Scandinavian input. I loved his hash trashes and re-published a few. He was the subject of one of my first hasher interviews. I am so sorry he had to leave the circle early. On On, Vodka Splite!

I’m including an obituary sent by the Oslo H3 OnSec. I don’t know who wrote it, but I’m glad someone did.

VODKA SPLITE 1965 – 2019

We are very sad to announce Terje Eriksen (Vodka Splite) passed away after a short period of illness on Friday 1 March.

Screen Shot 2019-03-06 at 12.09.27 PMVodka was very active in the early years of OH3 (his initial Hash handle was “Swing Low”) and was a keen traveller attending many of the World Interhashes, Eurohashes and other international hash events along with his beloved wife “Lita” – and often in company of “The Wolf” who at times introduced Vodka as his unwantedson. Vodka and Lita had many visits to Pattaya in Thailand where he frequented the local Hash and The Scandi Bar. His playfulness and friendliness made a lot of travelling hasher friends of OH3. Vodka always had funny crazy ideas. In 1998 on a pre-lube to Interhash in Kuala Lumpur, he arranged the “Ketchup Run” where 3 speedboats took the Hashers out to an island for a run along the beach and then sprayed ketchup on each other. The 1,5 hour circle, with Mooze as the RA was in waist high seawater which made it unnecessary to leave for the toilet. On the same visit we had a local tailor make Oslo Full Moon Hash tuxedos with short arms and pants so 17 of us had the smartest attire at Interhash ‘98 where in total, 48 from OH3 attended.

Vodka, together with Mooze founded Oslo Full Moon Hash – the dark side of hashing – where the emphasis was not on the running. In addition to the monthly Full Moon night Hashes, they also organised many of the first “12 pubs of Xmas” runs, “A Grand day Out” ending up with a BBQ in Mooze’s garden and the “Monopoly Board”, full day pub crawls.

He held the On-sec position for many years in the days when a monthly Hash Trash was produced on paper and distributed by mail (the type that involves photocopying, stamps and the post office).

Vodka was also a part of organising several big OH3 events. His legendary excel sheet were so detailed that we got to know that an average hasher uses 1 1/4 plastic teaspoons during a weekend. The goodhearted helpfulness and passion spiced up with down-downs resulted in an exhausted Vodka slept through the party on one of the anniversaries he had worked hard to make a success.

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In 2002 on our way to Oslo H3 run #666 in“HELL” another one of his crazy ideas came to fruition where he together with Higgins, Man in Black and Big Balls, travelled the length of Gardermoen conveyer belt sitting down at a table, drinking beers. The whole airport, including the staff were in stiches.

For many years, he and Lita set a June run at Songsvann where, inevitably, the heavens would open and it would pour with rain or even hailstones despite the good weather before and after. The unpredictable weather became almost a feature of the runs which became known as the “Annual Sognsvann downpour run” and despite the rain, a BBQ was lit and grilled sausages served in the car park.

Vodka and Lita attended many Ski Hashes and the bus trips were always enhanced by the many Hash songs he knew. In 2005, just returned from Thailand they turned up with a cuddly toy dancing caterpillar which was present throughout the weekend right through to the Sunday beers at Two Dogs pub where it was dancing on the pavement and Vodka put out a cap to collect money – not much cash came despite we had primed the cap with some coins and a MasterCard but it was fun anyway.

Vodkas attendance at OH3 dropped off over the years while he pursued his passion for Rolling Stones and travelled extensively to see them, normally on a front row seat. He even managed to get his photo in VG from one of the international concerts.

Privately, Vodka worked in IT preparing and installing PCs. This included a year in London which he visited many times in the years after also to keep up the long-lasting friendship with the West London hashers including Periodical and Prince. Lita and he lived many years in Manglerud before moving to Høyenhall in 2015 in an apartment with a stunning view over the city.

Vodka will be a great miss to all of us who knew him in his prime and for the many contributions he made to OH3. He was a kind hearted, compassionate, fun loving person who elevated the mood just by his presence. Our deepest condolences go out to Lita and his remaining family, including his brother Steinar (Glutton) who were both with him playing Stones music just before he passed away.

RIP Vodka Splite: The Vicar, Flying Chicken, PigMe and Coffee, Tea or Me

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KDH3 Baja Arizona Mash Trash: 2/2/19

We called this motorcycle hash the January in February Mash. Never fear, there will be a February ride, and unless we run into the same kind of scheduling glitches that delayed the January ride, it’ll actually be in February. More on that below.

As part of the January to February schedule slippage, we decided to hold the mash on a Saturday. Our tradition, from the days of the original Harriers H3MC Tucson Chapter to the present-day Knuckledraggers H3 Baja Arizona, has been to mash on the 4th Sunday of the month, in order to deconflict with the jHavelina H3, which runs trail on Saturdays. After all, our members are also jHavelinas, or almost all. But over the years, the jHavelinas started hosting social events on Sundays, and now there’s a spin-off Sunday hash, the Honey Badgers. So there’s no longer any way to deconflict, so why not mash on Saturday, right?

I have to say it was a success. Half-Hash and Hashidic, who could never ride with us on Sunday, were able to make it yesterday, more than doubling our numbers. And we were joined by two virgins, Just Dave and Just Jake, excellent prospects for the club. So from now on, we’re switching from the 4th Sunday to the 4th Saturday, and damn the torpedos.


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Sonoita AZ. L to R: Half Hash, Hashidic, Wakers, Just Dave, Just Jake, Flying Booger
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Patagonia AZ. L to R: Wankers, Just Dave, Just Jake, Hashidic, Half Hash, Flying Booger


We met at the Happy Rooster in Tucson for breakfast, then followed the hare (moi) down scenic Highway 83 to Sonoita for a quick regroup. It was overcast and dark to the south, we were riding toward what looked like rain, and it was cold going over the Santa Rosas, so we all put on additional layers during our short stop in Sonoita. We then rode west to the town of Patagonia, where we stopped for coffee and brownies. We had a little rain either side of Patagonia, but by the time we got to Nogales the skies were beginning to clear.

We took River Road around Nogales and headed north on I-19 to Green Valley and the Triple Play Sports Pub. The two virgins peeled off to ride home, but Flying Booger, Wankers Away, Half Hash, and Hashidic stayed for on-afters at the Triple Play.

Your scribe regrets to inform you that nothing bad happened on the mash, apart from a couple of sudden pack-scattering turns (damn you, Flying Booger), so there were no re-namings. It was a pretty great ride with old friends and new, and hey … when you mash on a Saturday, you’ve still got the rest of the weekend off, and that’s also pretty great.

The February mash will be Saturday, 2/23/19, details TBA. Unless someone else wants to plan a route and hare, Flying Booger will lead a trail through Sierra Vista to Tombstone and back, hoping some of the motorcycling hashers in those parts will be able to join us.

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OTR Fini

This entry is cross-posted from my personal blog, Paul’s Thing:

IMG_7731Whenever we take a road trip, by motorcycle or car or airplane, I post OTR (on the road) updates to social media. When we return, the entry is “OTR fini.”

Pick ‘n’ Flick and I, with our friend H.M. Ho, drove to Las Vegas Tuesday for a departed friend’s memorial service, which was held on Wednesday. We drove home yesterday. OTR fini went up on Facebook about 4:30 PM.

Our old friend Upchuck & Die was a Hash House Harrier, and I’d been asked to speak at the service as a representative of the Hash. Another old friend and fellow hasher, Mudrock, who (as was Upchuck) is a Freemason, spoke to that side of his life. Other hashers present to pay their respects were Have Shit Will Travel, Alcoholiday, and our son Nose Candy, representing the Las Vegas hashing community (Las Vegas HHH and Knuckledraggers HHH). The inurnment, at the Veterans’ Memorial Cemetery in Boulder City, was officiated by representatives of the US Marine Corps (yet another side of his life). In all, it was a satisfactory laying to rest, all organized by Lauri, one of Upchuck’s daughters.

We stayed over at Nose Candy’s and our daughter-in-law Just Beth’s house, but there wasn’t much time for visiting. That’s okay, though: Pick flies back up next week for a few days, and the two of us, with our dogs, are going again in early March for our grandson Quentin’s Eagle Scout induction ceremony. I plan to trailer the Goldwing on that drive: the day after Quentin’s induction my son and I will ride to Death Valley with a couple of Las Vegas Knuckledragger motorcycling buddies (Have Shit and Alcoholiday, as a matter of fact).

Here at home, I’m on deck to lead tomorrow’s Knuckledraggers Baja Arizona ride to Sonoita and Patagonia. I started a southern Arizona Knuckledraggers riding club a few months ago. Not many hashers have been showing up for the monthly Sunday rides, so I’m switching to Saturday to see if it makes a difference. In the past, I stayed away from Saturdays because that’s the day the local hashing group has its weekly trail, but what the hell, what have they ever done for me, etc, etc. So we’ll see.

I’m frankly amazed how central a place the hash still occupies in our lives. We were heavily involved from the late 1980s into the mid-2000s. I thought we’d tapered off over the past ten years, but here we are still scheduling our lives around it. Well, other hashers our age are much the same, so we’re in good company.

Our dogs, who stayed with a friend while we were in Las Vegas, were as happy to see us again as we were them. I woke up in one of my son’s spare bedrooms yesterday and said, “Woman, let’s go home and get our doggies. I miss them.” She said “Me too,” and we were on the road half an hour later.

The older you get, the more the people … and pets … you love matter. I’m sorry, but I don’t have anything more profound than that to say.

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Eleventh Rule of Cooking Club (On-On Gourmet Hash House Harriers)

It’s Paul Ryan’s fault.

The On On Gourmet Hash House Harriers met last night at one of Magret de Canard’s many casas to prepare and consume Portuguese food. Magret prepped and cooked the main dish, Bacalhau a Gomes de Sa, salt cod with onions and potatoes. Crouton deMenthe chopped cabbage, kale, and spinach for the caldo verde (green soup with linguica). Ditalini deMenthe and Anitra Spezzatino made an apple crisp desert. Assisting throughout preparation with slicing, dicing, and chopping were Hermana Gazpacho, Manzo Spezzatino, and Giacomo “Hercules” Mandriano.

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Bacalhau a Gomes de Sa

Bread, cheese, olives, and lots of wine kept us happy during preparation and cooking, along with plenty of conversation and catching up (the last On On Gourmet cooking hash was way back in August, and some of us hadn’t seen each other since).


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L to R: Anitra, Magret, Giacomo, Manzo

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L to R: Hermana, Ditalini, Magret, Anitra


The Portuguese theme was the inspiration of Magret, who grew up with that nation’s cuisine, and everyone enjoyed the dinner. During preparation, Magret wound up throwing most of the recipes into the air and using her memories instead, and the consensus is she pulled it off.

The eleventh rule of cooking club is the result of a brief but heated discussion on the topic of why Donald Trump didn’t ask Congress for the money to build his wall during the two years he had Republican majorities in both the House and Senate, and was laid down in a most vehement manner by Giacomo, who provided additional persuasion via a threat to turn the entire pot of hot Bacalhau a Gomes de Sa over our heads). It is a fine rule indeed: it’s Paul Ryan’s fault, that vaguely Portuguese ass looking bastard.

Our next cooking hash will be at Hermana Gazpacho’s. Fancying a nice poutine, Crouton pushed for a Canadian theme, but was wisely overruled by literally everyone else, so we’ll be making something Italian (and gluten-free, gah) instead.

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Origins

Hash #1: Pope Hash House Harriers, Fayetteville, North Carolina, USA, April 1, 1984. The origin of the infamous & highly regarded Carolina Trash.

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Courtesy of Teats de Swamp, who posted this valuable historical record to Facebook.

If you have similar historical records worthy of sharing with the hashing community, please contact me.

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Upchuck & Die, RIP

This is hardly a place to make announcements, but hashers still read this blog and there may be some who’d want to know that long-time brother hasher Upchuck & Die, originally of San Diego HHH, lately of Las Vegas HHH, passed away in December. Upchuck was a great traveler who attended all the InterHashes, InterAmericas Hashes, and other major national/regional interhashes, and a lot of you knew him.

His memorial service will be on Wednesday, 30 January 2019, in Las Vegas, Nevada. I want to get the word out to hashers who might want to attend. Pick’n'Flick and I will be there, and I hope other members of the hashing community can come pay their respects as well.

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RIP, Upchuck, and On-On!

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KDH3 Baja Arizona Mash Trash: 12/30/18

Three Knuckledraggers met in Oro Valley on a beautiful but cold Sunday morning for a mash (motorcycle hash) hared by Wankers Aweigh. Trail took us through Catalina, Oracle, and on to the small mining town of San Manuel overlooking the San Pedro River Valley, hidden away on the east side of the Rincon Mountains and Redington Pass. This was the first time Flying Booger and Loose Nut had ever heard of the place, which is just 45 miles from Tucson, but Wankers went to high school there and knew it well.

The road from Oracle to San Manuel was the high point of Sunday’s trail. Oracle is 2,000 feet higher than Tucson and there was snow on both sides of the road leading out of town. Not only that, there were big patches of ice on the road, and Flying Booger’s ride almost went out from under him on the first ice patch we encountered, lending some excitement to the mash. We rode very carefully after that!

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Loose Nut & Wankers on the road to San Manuel

In San Manuel we visited Wanker’s old school, then stopped for a photo op at the town’s Vietnam War memorial.

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San Manual

From there Wankers led us past several No Trespassing signs to a nearby open pit copper mine. Naturally all three of us were layered in warm clothing, which we started to strip off during photo stops but quickly had to stop in order to put back on … it was one of those days where no matter how high the sun got, it stayed cold, and even colder while riding at speed.

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At the closed copper mine

And just because so far it had been a short trail, we rode on-on north on 77 to Mammoth and Winkleman, doubling back to a Mexican restaurant in Mammoth for on-afters and lunch. After all, what’s a mash if you don’t hit or exceed 200 miles? We came pretty close, and we thank Wankers for an excellent trail through some beautiful parts of southern Arizona few visitors … and even some long-time Tucson residents … ever see.

On-On to 2019 and the first mash of the new year, which will be on Sunday, the 27th of January. Flying Booger will hare, and the tentative plan is to head south to Sonoita, Patagonia, and Nogales. Details to be announced by email and on our KDH3 Baja Arizona Facebook page, so stand by for news.

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