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SH3 Event No 65 ***Special Heritage Event - Stetten***

10/23/2009 - 19:00
10/23/2009 - 23:10
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Hhhi there

Schaffhausen’s most prestige fitness club or simply SH3 welcome YOU to their 65th run and ‘Lord Chainsaw heritage & Thirsty Thursday’s birthday hash-bash’ hash

When: 19:00 FRIDAY, 23rd October 2009
Where: outside restaurant Sandlöchli/Schaffhausen
Why: because this is a good one!
Directions: take bus no 3 at the far side of the Schaffhausen train station heading to Krummacker and get off at a stop called Sandlöchli
Left luggage: bag drop provided at the on-after (A to A run)
On after: Restaurant Sandlöchli, Hochstrasse 329
Volunteer hare: myself; this needed someone with a Mesolithic and Palaeolithic past;-)
Hash phone: (in case you are lost or bored) 079 4000 450 (it’s on 24/7)
Piece of advice: torches are essential

Once home to generations of dinosaurs, grazing at the very bottom of a vast area commonly referred to as Randen, Stetten has now become Schaffhausen’s answer to Zurich’s gold coast. Despite the absence of both gold and coast, posh houses have mushroomed like fungus on rich soil. Long after the last dinosaur dined on what was to become farmland and an exclusive residential area, the first settlers arrived. Among which, who’d have thought, would be the very ancestors, probably primates or cavemen still, of Lord Chainsaw’s.

And if that’s not enough, October 23rd marks a great day!! Not as fossil a story as the previous one, but of no less magnitude. A cornerstone or pillar of contemporary hashing, as every hard-boiled and full-fledged hasher will be able to tell, a quite inaptly (hashing is an inexact science and if it obeys any rules it’s that of exception or chaos) named Thirsty Thursday, whose thirst for hashing is unquenchable, celebrates his birthday!!

So let’s all follow the trail of the last dinosaur which probably died of malnutrition and coldness, and an overdose of some sort to the very place where CSM’s ancestors built their first home (BS) and back, passing the old castle, whose bankrupt owner (there are great stories about the landlord who loved his butler) had to sell his whole interior and castle, but sold the latter on one condition that their gardener (who was also in charge of the little zoo of miscellaneous pets that roamed the place) be taken on (I doubt that his precious item was part of the deal, though;-)), to a nice chicken curry and a decent birthday hash-bash!!