Simon and myself (Disco Ass) made the trip from Kumamoto Friday night in a rainstorm and dreaded the thought of running around in the woods in this. The rain continued the next morning. About the time Christian (Bitchiro) and Emily arrived after the trek from Miyazaki City, the miracles began. Stiffulis Hige, after setting the trail and the beer nears in the morning, emerged from his domicile, raised his massive arms to the sky and thus spoketh: "Be gone!" and pretty much just like that, the clouds cleared, the sun emerged and the temperature threatened to climb into the low 20s (c). We stripped all our jackets and rain gear and headed for the box. (See, all you fair weather hashers, it all works out somehow...)
The hash began and 2 Kumamoto hashers and 2 Miyazaki hashers set out after the Stiffy man. We headed up over a mountain, down into a nice valley and past a Sumo dohyo, site of the village Sumo contest the next day, of which S.H. would play an integral part. We wound around some roads and spent 45 minutes lost in brambles on top of a hill. Finally, we circled back into town (well, Bitchiro tried making it back to Miyazaki City on foot before he thought better of it and got a ride back). Simon cruised first into the finish at a nice waterwheel and we held a very chilly religion. Many down-downs were awarded and due to the success of the day, weather and all, the Miyazaki hashers earned a sacred chalice presented on behalf of Kumamoto HHH. The last order of business was to immortalize Simon, first finisher of the last 2 hashes, his first 2. This being the year of the Cock, Simon being a knowledgeable Australian and a damn fast runner, the immortals met and decided on the name--not Croc Hunter, not Croc Sprinter, but this: Cock Sprinter. We partied the night away at a disco party in nearby Hinokage Village.
After a hearty breakfast to cure most of the hangovers, we adjourned to the aforementioned Sumo dohyo and got ready for Stiffulis Hige to dominate the locals:
He then proceeded to do just that. He tossed several poor men like he so often tosses salad in his kitchen...
It was an amazing weekend to experience. The secluded mountain valleys of Central Kyushu paired with legendary Miyazaki hospitality made for a perfectly executed hash as well as a terrific Sumo exhibition. Next time, come on out…Stiffulis Hige promises to lose those green boxers.
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