In the Annals of human history there occur events which in former times we would have written down with our charcoal / quills / pencils / fountain pens / biros, the word "Unique".

The dictionary defines the word "Unique" as "of which there is only one" and "having no like, equal or parallel".

These days, when something unique occurs we #hashtag it to recognise it's importance.

And so, on the 22 Jan 18 the Capital hash were witnesses to an event Unique in the 723 documented years of hashing on planet Earth.

WEATHERMAN FORGOT THE ICE
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Competing theory's range from simple forgetfulness to WEATHERMAN deliberately conducting a cruel social experiment upon the Unwitting Capital hash guinea pigs.  

As it happened, after the initial shock, the pack went into survival mode and either plucked hot stubbies from the bucket or went straight to the red wine.

Meanwhile, CRASH and BURN had set a run. Utilising a whole new set of criteria applied to the "standard Capital markings" we found checks which led to two ways which led to checks, two ways at the drink stop trail and a two way within 50 metres of home.

Honestly if I had to make a call on CRASH and BURNs mental state I would say "Confused", still, it's a trail and we got on with it.

The walkers followed an interesting trail around Monash, past dogs on roofs, banjo playing sculptures fabricated out of car parts, still operating Christmas decorations and car wrecks, which is the sign of an affluent demographic. PARTY PIE gave the walk a score of 2/10 because she was able to see her grandson.

The runners also had an interesting trail. Apparently made even more interesting by the fact that the walkers had "Knobbled" the Trail. There were the usual charges and counter charges between POOSH and HIDDEN FLAGON and GERBILS re shortcutting,

Trail whispering and serial false trailing.

WEATHERMAN had his arse applied to the ice, which had miraculously appeared. BETTY BOOP got eye cancer from looking at Weatherman's dodgy jocks. Weatherman was further punished by not being allowed to sing a verse in the hare song.

We welcomed KWINE, DRUNKEN TIGER, the PP's and CPO DANGLES back to the wonderful world of hashing.
GERBILs was congratulated for getting every check wrong.
POOSHOOTA was charged for having a dam in his back yard
Tee shirt twins were gathered in their masses (with apologies to Black Sabbath)
MIXO wore his 500th run tee shirt dated 27 Dec 93. It still fitted him.
The FRB was given to GERBILS for his frantic attempts to be first to the drink stop. It was reported that he was terrified of missing out on the kilogram of chips as CRASH and BURN was already there.
CRASH and BURN was given the big prick for his trail setting shannanigans
POPTART tried to give away the dummy spit award – Yeah no – that was never going to happen
Cracker of the week went to WEATHERMAN for his social experiment
Someone used the word "Obstreperous" in conversation
FURBALLS, POOSHOOTER and GOBBLES were all found guilty of having birthdays
RANBO 250 runs, LSG 76, CRAFT 3 and CRASH and BURN 98

All in all another great hash night (except for the lack of ice) score; zero degrees celcius

As usual, I make no apologies for blatantly misrepresenting the truth. It's how I won my Pulitzers