When we left home for Bandra, we had a feeling that the weather would be kind to us. A pleasant morning, a gentle breeze, perhaps even a little mercy from the Sun God! 🌤️😇
HAHAHAHA! Welcome to Mumbai, you optimistic fools! 🤣🤣
Mumbai had other plans. Within minutes, the Sun turned up the temperature, switched on the tandoor, and started roasting the Hashers like chicken tikka! ☀️🔥🍗 The only thing missing was a waiter asking, “Sir, medium spicy or extra spicy?” 🌶️😂
But hey, HASHERS NEVER GO BACK! 💪🍻 We tightened our shoes, adjusted our backpacks, wiped off the sweat, and assembled for an 8 KM adventure through the streets of Bandra.
From the tiny gullies and hidden lanes to the grand bungalows and posh mansions of Pali Hill, it was a completely different side of Mumbai! 🏘️🏡✨ Even those of us who have lived in Mumbai for decades discovered corners of the city we had never seen before.
And that, my fellow Hashers, is the beauty of hashing! ❤️🏃♂️ You think you know your city until some crazy Hare takes you through a lane where even Google Maps starts questioning its life choices! 🗺️🤯😂
🇩🇰 A SPECIAL SALUTE TO OUR DANISH HASHER! 🇩🇰👏
While the rest of us were melting faster than ice cream on Marine Drive 🍦🌞, our Danish comrade strolled through the streets as if he were enjoying a pleasant spring morning in Copenhagen! 🥶🚶♂️
The Sun was firing missiles, our T-shirts were conducting their own monsoon season, and this gentleman was walking as cool as a cucumber in an air-conditioned supermarket! 🥒❄️😂
Clearly, his body came with an international warranty and a superior cooling system! 🤣👏
🍺 FROM SUNSTROKE TO SOCIAL! 🍺
After completing the walk, we finally reached the promised land — the air-conditioned social room! ❄️🙏
Cold beer 🍺, chilled drinks 🧊, and a welcoming atmosphere brought the Hashers back to life. The transformation was unbelievable! One minute we were exhausted, dehydrated survivors of a Bandra desert expedition; the next minute, we were fully recharged social animals! 🦁🍻🤣
And then came the legendary HASH ROASTING SESSION! 🔥🎤😂
Our Hares were roasted with the traditional affection, creativity, and absolutely unnecessary personal attacks that make hashing what it is! 🤣👏 Unfortunately, someone had apparently forgotten to mark the trail properly — because the Hashers had clearly been made to explore Bandra using advanced navigation technology known as “Arre, udhar jao… nahi, idhar!” 🗺️🤦♂️😂
👶 THE VIRGINS — NEWBIES NO MORE! 👏🍻
A big cheer for our Virgins, who showed genuine Hash spirit and survived their initiation into this wonderfully dysfunctional family! 🎉🙌
Welcome to the Hash! You came for an 8 KM walk, but you are leaving with sore legs, new friends, questionable memories, and a lifetime membership in an organisation where nobody knows exactly what is happening — but everyone is having fun! 🤣🏃♀️🍺
🌍 OUR FOREIGN VISITORS DISCOVER THE INDIAN HASHING CULTURE! 🇮🇳😂
The roasting session gave our foreign visitors a fascinating introduction to the Indian Hash experience.
Apparently, they felt the traditional abuse was a little too mild! 😇🤣
Enter FUBER, who immediately took it upon himself to provide some advanced training in Indian abuses! 🎓🗣️😂
And our visitor? He picked it up wonderfully! 👏🤣 With such excellent pronunciation and enthusiasm, he may soon qualify for an honorary degree in Indian Gaali Shastra! 🎓🇮🇳🔥
At this rate, he will return home speaking fluent English, Danish, and several expressions that cannot be repeated in polite company! 🤐😂🍻
🍹🍗 THE SOCIAL — WHERE THE REAL ENDURANCE TEST BEGAN!
The cocktails started flowing 🍸, the mocktails followed 🍹, and the vegetarian and non-vegetarian delicacies began making their grand entrance! 🥗🍗🍢
Suddenly, everyone who had claimed to be exhausted after 8 KM discovered a mysterious second battery! 🔋🤣
Legs that could barely walk uphill were suddenly capable of reaching the snack counter at Olympic speed! 🏃♂️💨😂
Hydration became a serious scientific experiment, conversations became louder, laughter became contagious, and the social reached another level altogether! 🍻🎉🥳
Clearly, the human body can endure anything when properly motivated by cold beer and good food! 🤣🍺🍗
📸 THE GRAND FINALE!
After the laughter, roasting, food, drinks, and countless memorable moments, we gathered for the group photograph! 📷❤️
One final smile, several sweaty faces, a few suspiciously fresh-looking Hashers, and enough memories to last until the next run! 😁🏃♂️🍻
We said our goodbyes, promised to meet again, and headed home — some walking normally, some walking like newly assembled robots, and a few probably wondering whether their knees had submitted a resignation letter! 🤖😂
❤️ THE TRUE SPIRIT OF HASHING! ❤️
Run #635 was more than just an 8 KM walk through Bandra. It was a celebration of friendship, exploration, laughter, and that wonderfully mad Hash spirit that refuses to surrender — even when Mumbai turns into a giant frying pan! ☀️🔥🤣
Different ages, different nationalities, different fitness levels, and different abilities to tolerate Indian abuses — but one common passion: ON-ON! 🏃♀️🏃♂️🍻
A huge thank you to the Hares, the organisers, our Virgins, our foreign visitors, and every Hasher who turned up and kept the spirit alive despite the scorching heat. 🙌❤️
🔥 THE SUN TRIED TO ROAST US.
THE HARES TRIED TO LOSE US.
FUBER TRIED TO EDUCATE US.
THE BEER TRIED TO REVIVE US.
AND THE HASHERS? WE CONQUERED IT ALL! 🤣🍺🏆
📅 See you at the next BH3 adventure on 29 November!
Until then, keep running, keep laughing, keep drinking responsibly, and never forget the golden rule of hashing:
IF YOU CAN WALK 8 KM IN MUMBAI'S HEAT, YOU CAN SURVIVE ALMOST ANYTHING! ☀️💪😂
ON-ON, YOU BEAUTIFUL BUNCH OF MISFITS! 🍻❤️🏃♂️🏃♀️🤣
Hashfully signed off, with sweaty shoes, cold beer, and a loud ON-ON,
Dr Dolittle 🍻🏃♂️🤣
🌧️🔥 THE LAST MONSOON RUN OF THE YEAR! 🔥🌧️
Hashers… THIS IS IT! 😱☔
One last chance to get wet, muddy, lost and gloriously irresponsible! 🤪🌳🐇
After this run, the rains disappear… and you'll have to wait ONE WHOLE YEAR for the next monsoon Hash! 😭🤣
So DON'T MISS IT! 🏃♂️🍺🐾
📅 WHEN?
🗓️ SUNDAY, 27th SEPTEMBER 2026
⏰ Assemble: 9:30 AM
🏃 Run Starts: 10:00 AM SHARP!
Late = Hare gone! 🐇💨😂
📍 WHERE?
🌿 JAWHAR – KASHIVALI 🌿
📏 Approx. 115 KM from Andheri
🚨 IMPORTANT TRANSPORT UPDATE! 🚨
🚆 NO TRAIN! ❌
🚌 NO BUS! ❌
Nearest bus connectivity is approximately 50 KM away! 😱
🚗 CARPOOLING IS THE ONLY PRACTICAL WAY TO GET THERE! 🚗
So start talking to your fellow Hashers NOW! 📱🤝
🚗 Got a car? Offer seats!
🪑 Need a lift? Put your name out!
Let's sort out the carpooling amongst ourselves and make sure NO HASHER GETS LEFT BEHIND! 🐾❤️
📍 Exact location + Google Map will be intimated very shortly.
💰 REGO – ₹250 PER HASHER
📅 Register & Pay by Thursday, 24th September 2026
💸 GPay / PayTM:
👉 SHAILESH – +91 93200 31565
🚶 Walk-in Rego: ₹400
✅ Includes: 🏃 Run + ⭕ Circle + 🍗 Biryani
🍺 Beer available at Hash Rates!
⚠️ Rego is Transferable ❌ NOT Refundable
👕 DRESS CODE
🎽 HASH TEE IS MANDATORY!
Don't have one? Grab one from the Hash Flash during registration! 😜
🎒 HASHER SURVIVAL KIT
💧 Water
🧢 Cap
🦟 Mosquito repellent
👟 Good trail shoes
😎 Sense of humour
🍺 Thirst for beer
🤣 Ability to laugh at yourself after getting lost!
⚠️ DISCLAIMER
BH3, the Mismanagement, Hare, Hounds, Beermeister, Biryani Cook or anyone pretending to be in charge accepts NO RESPONSIBILITY for getting lost, getting wet, scratches, mosquito bites, beer spills, hangovers, muddy shoes, broken hearts, hurt egos, missed Instagram reels, GPS failures or questionable life decisions! 🤪
🏃 YOU RUN ENTIRELY AT YOUR OWN RISK!
🎟️ BH3 RESERVES THE RIGHT OF ADMISSION.
🌧️🐾 COME FOR THE LAST MONSOON RUN! 🐾🌧️
🏃 RUN IN THE RAIN
🌳 GET LOST IN THE JUNGLE
🍺 DRINK THE BEER
🍗 EAT THE BIRYANI
🤣 MAKE MEMORIES
Because after this…
☔ NO MORE MONSOON HASH FOR A WHOLE YEAR! 😭😂
🚗🐾 CARPOOL • HASH • GET LOST • REPEAT! 🐾🚗
ON! ON!🍺🐇🌧️🌳🍗
We left home with one simple belief…
“Aaj toh aasman phatne wala hai! 🌧️🤣”
And Karjat did NOT disappoint! 😜🌧️
With 35+ crazy Bombay & Pune Hashers turning up, the jungle was officially declared unsafe for normal humans! 😂🍺
The run started with the traditional Circle ⭕, where we were briefed about following the Bonsai-level Hash marks 🌱🔍. And then… ON-ON! 🏃♂️🏃♀️💨
What followed was pure Karjat magic! 😍🌿
Waterfalls 💦, mountains ⛰️, greenery everywhere 🌳, slippery rocks 🪨 and scenery that made our eyes forget they had spent the week staring at a concrete jungle! 🏢😵💫
And then came the real SKILL TEST! 😂
Walking down those slippery rocks was less like hashing and more like auditioning for “India’s Got Balance!” 🤸♂️🤣
But that's the beauty of Hashing ❤️ — when one Hasher slips, five Hashers appear to rescue him! 😂🤝 When the rock says “NO WAY!”, the Hashers say “ON-ON!” 😎🔥
Because Hashing isn't just about running or tracking…
❤️ It's about unity.
🤝 It's about helping each other.
😂 It's about getting into situations where common sense says TURN BACK!
🍺 And somehow reaching the beer point anyway!
After conquering the mountains, waterfalls and slippery death traps 😜, we finally reached the farmhouse… and BOOM! 🌽🔥
COAL-ROASTED SWEET CORN! 🌽😍
A squeeze of lemon 🍋, red chilli 🌶️ and salt 🧂… and suddenly we were convinced we had discovered Michelin-star cuisine! 😂
Then came the most important part of every Hash…
🍺🍺🍺 BEER FLOW STARTS! 🍺🍺🍺
And of course… ICING! 🧊😂
This time the Virgins and second-timers got a proper introduction to the Hashers' version of hospitality! 🤣🤣
A BIG HASHER THANK YOU to Wackopedia (Jaideep) 🙌👏 and Fuber (Chirag) 🙌👏 for doing a MARVELOUS job marking the trail! 🔍🏃♂️❤️
Without their marks, some of us would probably still be wandering around Karjat asking the local buffaloes for directions! 🐃😂
And finally… the grand finale! 👑🍽️
🔥🍗 THE ICONIC HASH BIRYANI! 🍚🤤
Full stomachs, tired legs, muddy shoes, happy faces and memories to last a long time. ❤️
RUN #633 – KARJAT, YOU BEAUTY! 🌿💦⛰️
Another epic day where we came looking for a run… and went back with friendship, laughter, adventure, beer, biryani and several questionable life decisions! 😂🍺
ON-ON, YOU BEAUTIFUL BUNCH OF MISFITS! 🏃♂️💨🍻❤️
Signing off,
😜 Dr Do Little
🏃♂️🍺 ON-ON!
What a run... What a day... What a spectacular betrayal by the Rain Gods! 🌧️❌🤣
All week we prayed for a glorious monsoon hash, imagining ourselves dancing in the rain, splashing through puddles and looking like Bollywood heroes. Instead, the Rain Gods looked down and said...
"No rain for you lot... today you'll be steamed like momos!" 😂🥵
There wasn't much sunshine, but Mumbai's legendary humidity turned every hasher into a walking waterfall. By the first kilometre everyone was already dripping. By the third kilometre we had collectively donated enough sweat to refill Powai Lake! 💦🤣
The trail started from the iconic Shivaji Park, where every Mumbaikar has a story to tell. From there we wandered through the streets of Mahim and paid our respects at the peaceful Mahim Church. 🙏⛪ Even the most sinful hashers suddenly became saints... at least until the next beer stop! 😇🍺
The trail then rewarded us with breathtaking views of the Arabian Sea 🌊, the magnificent Worli Sea Link, cool sea breeze (well... for about 12 seconds 😅), and the unmistakable beauty that makes Mumbai magical.
What made this run extra special was the fantastic company. This wasn't just a Bombay Hash affair—our wonderful friends from Pune Hash joined in the madness too! ❤️ Nothing beats walking together, laughing at absolutely nothing, solving the world's problems (incorrectly), telling stories that become more unbelievable with every beer, and mercilessly blaming the Hare for every extra step! 🤣👏
Somewhere around the 5 km mark, everyone developed a mysterious medical condition called "Where's the bloody beer syndrome?" 🍺😂 But true Hashers never quit... they simply complain louder and keep walking!
Finally... after conquering 6½ kilometres of humidity, sweat, laughter and friendship, we staggered into Shivaji Park Gymkhana like victorious explorers returning from an expedition.
And waiting there...
🍺 Ice-cold beer...
🍢 Smoky kebabs...
🐟 Crispy fish fingers...
🍛 Delicious biryani...
At that magical moment, we all remembered why Hashing is considered a religion by many! 😍🍻
The celebrations didn't stop there. A huge cheer went up for our very own Proud Baby Dick, who proudly entered the wonderful world of grandfatherhood! 👶🎂🎉 The cake was cut, glasses were raised, hugs were shared, and smiles were everywhere.
Because Hash isn't just about trails...
It isn't just about beer...
It isn't just about getting lost...
It's about friendship, family, ridiculous nicknames, endless laughter, celebrating every milestone together and proving that growing older doesn't mean growing up! ❤️🍺🤣
A massive ON-ON to the Hare for a memorable trail, to every walker who survived Mumbai's giant sauna, and to everyone who made Run #631 another unforgettable chapter in Bombay Hash history.
Now hydrate... recover... wash the sweat off your Hash T-shirt (if possible 😂)... and start preparing your liver and your legs...
🚂 Next destination: KARJAT!! 🌿🍻
Until then...
ON ON!! 🍺🏃♂️🏃♀️💦🎉🤣
— Dr. Dolittle
🐾🍺
ON ON! ON ON!
Mumbai woke up with a pleasant surprise today. 🌧️🌥️ After weeks of being roasted like tandoori chicken in the unforgiving Mumbai summer, the Rain Gods finally took pity on us poor Hashers and blessed us with a refreshing morning shower. 🙏🌦️
The result? A perfect blend of rain, sunshine, humidity, sweat, and confusion — exactly the kind of weather chaos that Mumbai specializes in! 😆🌧️☀️
And what better way to celebrate it than with another legendary chapter in the history of Run #630! 🏃♂️🏃♀️🐾
The gathering point was the ever-popular NESCO Social, where eager Hashers assembled with excitement, confusion, and absolutely no clue about what was awaiting them. 😈🍺
🎯 The Trail Masters Strike Again!
Today's trail was masterfully (or should we say disastrously?) laid by our beloved hares Justine and Saurabh. 🐰🐰
Armed with blue and red ribbons, they confidently assured everyone that the trail was "easy to follow."
Well...
That statement aged like milk. 🥛😂
The ribbons were apparently placed using stealth technology developed by the military. 🕵️♂️🚩
Some Hashers saw them.
Some imagined they saw them.
Most never saw them at all. 🤣🤣
At several checkpoints, the trail looked less like a marked route and more like a city-wide treasure hunt organized by drunk color-blind pirates. 🏴☠️🍻
☀️🌧️ Two Seasons, One Run
The beauty of today's run was that Mother Nature couldn't decide what she wanted.
One moment we were enjoying cool monsoon showers. 🌧️🌧️
The next moment the Mumbai sun returned with a vengeance, trying to evaporate us alive. ☀️🔥
Hashers were simultaneously wet, sweaty, confused, and happy.
A completely normal Mumbai day. 🤷♂️😂
🤕 Casualties of War
No Hash run is complete without a little drama.
Today's unfortunate victim was Shahrukh, who had a close encounter with the footpath. 💥🤣
After his tumble, he discovered a leaking pipe under one of the Metro pillars and proceeded to wash himself there.
Standing under the flowing water, cleaning off the evidence of his battle with the footpath, he suddenly looked exactly like he was starring in a classic Liril Soap advertisement! 🚿🧼😂
Arms wide open.
Water splashing everywhere.
Pure Bollywood glamour.
For a brief moment, we weren't at a Hash run.
We were on a television commercial set.
The laughter could probably be heard across half of Goregaon. 🤣👏🤣👏
🔥 Naming Ceremony – Three New Victims!
After somehow surviving the trail, everyone gathered for the sacred Circle. ⭕🍻
Unfortunately, there was no ice available. 🧊❌
But since imagination is free, we simply pretended the ice existed and proceeded with the usual roasting session. 😂🔥
Three brave souls were dragged into the center and officially baptized with Hash names:
🎖️ Justine → Diplomate Me
☕ Saurabh → Latte Lust
🍆 Ganesh → Loaded Semen
The Circle exploded with laughter, accusations, denials, counter-accusations, and the usual highly scientific Hash investigations. 🤣🍺🤣🍺
Nobody was spared.
Nobody ever is.
🍺 The Real Finish Line
With the formalities completed, everyone migrated to the true destination of every Hash run...
THE BEER! 🍻🍻🍻
And what a finish it was!
The Social served endless rounds of delicious food. 🍗🍔🍕🌮
Cold beer flowed like the Ganges. 🍺🍺🍺
Stories became funnier.
Falls became more heroic.
And distances became longer with every pint. 😂
❤️ The Spirit of Hash
As the evening progressed, something magical happened.
People from different countries 🌍
Different religions 🙏
Different cultures 🎭
Different professions 💼
Different backgrounds 👨🔧👨⚕️👨🏫👨💻
All sat together under one roof.
Laughing.
Drinking.
Sharing stories.
Being friends.
That is the true beauty of Hashing. ❤️🐾
We may start as strangers.
We may get lost together.
We may curse the hares.
We may fall.
We may get drenched.
We may get sunburnt.
But at the end of the day, we become one family.
And that, dear Hashers, is why we keep coming back. 🍻🐾❤️
🎉 ON ON TO THE NEXT ADVENTURE! 🎉
Keep running...
Keep drinking...
Keep getting lost...
And keep blaming the hares! 🐰🤣🍺
ON ON! 🏃♂️🐾🍻🌧️☀️🤣🍻🐾🏃♀️
"In Mumbai, if you don't like the weather, wait five minutes... and then blame the hares anyway!" 😈🍺🐾I
ON ON you mad bunch of dehydrated legends!!! 🤪
What a run!!! Under the full blast nuclear reactor also known as the Mumbai sun ☀️🔥 — this was not a run… this was survival training sponsored by Satan himself 😈
After 1.5 HOURS of legendary roading 🚗🚕🚙 (and questioning all our life decisions), we finally reached a location that was worth every drop of sweat 💦 — sea breeze, killer views, and zero regrets (okay… maybe a few 😜).
But WAIT… where were the rest of you??? 🤨
Seems like many hashers chose AC + sofa + Netflix over heatstroke + glory 🛋️❄️
SHAME SHAME 😏
Only 12 brave souls 💪🔥 showed up — the true warriors of the Hash Kingdom 👑
Trail took us through:
🐟 Fishy bazaars
🌊 Coastal vibes
🤢 Dry fish zones where the smell hit harder than a hangover
Special mention to our firang hasher Justin 🇺🇸 — who got a full “Smells of India” experience 😂😂 Bro didn’t just run… she inhaled culture 💀
Through narrow gali’s, fishing villages, and mystery turns… we marched on 🏃♂️
Then came the BIG CONFUSION 🤯 — trail vanished for 300 meters!!!
No marks ❌
No clues ❌
Only blind faith and random locals giving directions 😆
But like true hashers — we NEVER GIVE UP 💪
(Also because going back was not an option 😜)
Finally… DEAD TIRED 😵
Legs gone ❌
Bodies boiling ♨️
Clothes = fresh from tandoor 🔥
We hit a rest point where COLD BEER 🍺 = GOD 🙏
Instant resurrection!!! 💀➡️😇
Then AGAIN… ON ON!!!
Completed 6 KM…
…but felt like 25 KM ULTRA MARATHON 😭
And then came HEAVEN 😍
🍺 Ice cold beer
🍗 Killer biryani
😂 Non-stop bakchodi
Followed by EPIC ROAST SESSION 🔥
Jaideep & Chirag absolutely DESTROYED everyone 🤣🤣
No one was spared… not even dignity 💀
❤️ But here’s the real talk…
Once a month… we become a FAMILY 👨👩👧👦
No stress ❌
No tension ❌
Only madness, laughter, and being kids again 😍
So WHY are numbers dropping??? 🤨
Come on you lazy buggers 😏
At least ONE SUNDAY a month — give it to the Hash family ❤️
Because this… THIS is life 🍺🏃♂️
ON ON!!! 🍻🔥
ON ON you bunch of directionless legends, liver athletes, and heat-resistant specimens 🍺🏃♂️😎🔥
This Sunday’s masterpiece by the glorious Bombay Hash House Harriers in the concrete jungle of Malad 🌆🤯 was not just a run… it was a full-blown social experiment to test how long grown adults can survive without basic navigation skills 🤡🧭❌. The so-called “trail” had taken early retirement 😴 because there were absolutely NO markings — no flour ❌, no arrows ❌, no brains ❌… just blind faith and poor decision-making 😂. It was a LIVE RUN 😱 meaning the only instruction was “follow the group”… which worked beautifully until the group disappeared like our stamina after 1 km 🏃♂️💨😵💫.
Soon enough, we had mini tribes forming at every junction 🧑🤝🧑🤔 each confidently heading in completely WRONG directions ❌➡️❌. At one point, a few of us proudly followed a “group” for a solid 10 minutes… only to realize they were just innocent morning walkers 🚶♂️ wondering why sweaty lunatics were chasing them 🤣🤣. Every turn became a full-on board meeting 📢 — left? right? straight? or directly to the bar? 🍺😂 Naturally, most of us chose wrong… consistently and confidently 🤡👏.
And just when we thought things couldn’t get better, enter BMC — the real trail setters of Mumbai 🚧🤣👏. The roads were dug up so beautifully that it felt like we had been transported from Malad to some off-road jungle trail 🌴🕳️. Mud patches, broken paths, surprise obstacles… it was like a customized Hash Adventure Park 🎢😂. At one point someone actually got excited shouting “Finally some trail!” 🤩… forgetting we were still in Mumbai 🤣. Shoes were no longer footwear — they became limited edition mud sculptures 👟💩🔥.
The March sun meanwhile was not shining… it was personally supervising our roasting ☀️🥵🔥. It grilled us evenly from all sides like premium tandoori items 🍗😂. Sweat was pouring 💧, energy was evaporating 💨, and life choices were being questioned deeply 🤯. One genius even tried running faster to escape the heat 🏃♂️💨… only to discover that physics and Mumbai weather don’t care about your enthusiasm 🤣👏.
Through all this chaos 🤡 confusion 😵 and slow roasting 🔥 the only thing keeping us alive was the holy vision of BEER AT THE END 🍺✨😍. After what felt like an ultra-marathon but was actually 7.5 km of pure character building 🏃♂️💀 we somehow crawled, dragged, and hallucinated our way to Pop Tate’s 🍻🏁 — our promised land 😇. And just like that… RESURRECTION HAPPENED 💀➡️😎. Dead Hashers came back to life, smiles returned, and suddenly everyone claimed they “knew the route all along” 🤡😂.
Draft beer started flowing like divine blessings 🍺🍺🐐, fish and chicken were attacked with zero mercy 🐟🍗🔥, and the real marathon began — gossip, nonsense, and highly exaggerated survival stories 🤣🗣️. Adding to the madness, we had a brave soul from Bangalore Hash House Harriers 🎉 who probably came expecting a decent Sunday jog… but instead got enrolled in a Mumbai survival workshop 🥵🤯. Welcome to Bombay Hash my friend… confusion guaranteed, therapy not included 😂🍻.
And just when you thought the circus was over 🎪🤣… the circle delivered another historic moment 🎉🔥 — a grand RENAMING CEREMONY 🏷️👏. Dr. Priyadarsh, after clearly demonstrating the rare talent of communicating with everyone and everything (except the trail) 🐒🐕🤣, was officially christened DR. DOLITTLE 🐴🐶👑. The honour didn’t stop there… he was also gloriously dragged into the legendary MS Management Committee 😎💀 — which, as we all know, means handling all the most prestigious responsibilities… aka ALL THE DIRTY DONKEY WORK 💩🐴🤣👏. A promotion nobody wants… but everybody gets eventually 😂🔥.
In the end, this wasn’t just a run… it was a masterclass in getting lost, surviving the scorching March heat, trusting random strangers, and most importantly… running purely for BEER MOTIVATION 🍺🏃♂️💥. ON ON to more such questionable decisions, magnificent confusion, and legendary memories you beautiful idiots 💀🔥🍻
Well… writing about your own Hare-ing is like praising your own bedroom performance 😏… difficult, embarrassing, but someone HAS to say it was good 🤣. And let me tell you… Hare-ing is NOT a kids’ game. It takes planning, sweat, madness, and the ability to lie confidently while innocent Hashers suffer behind you 😈. So first, a big salute 🍻 to all the previous Hares who have tortured us so beautifully over the years. Respect… and revenge will be taken! 😜
Now about RUN 627… in this scorching heat 🥵 you all still turned up. Either you are mad, or you heard there was free beer 🍺. The best part? Uniformity! 💙 All in blue… we looked like the Indian Cricket Team… except instead of chasing balls, we were chasing trails and losing both breath and dignity 🤣.
The jungle trail 🌳, the hills, the sweat, the confusion… and that romantic run around the lake (which we proudly named French Riviera 🇫🇷 because imagination is stronger than reality after beer 🍺😂)… everything was perfect. Some Hashers even found new “shortcuts” with their special running partners 😉.
Big moment 🎉 – we launched our new website:
🌐 Bombay Hash House Harriers – www.bombayhash.org
Please give suggestions, improvements, complaints, and gossip. Also share your photos 📸… especially the embarrassing ones. Blackmail material is always welcome 😈.
And now… the real icing on the cake 😏🍺…
For the first time in recent sinful history… THREE hashers were upgraded from Dickless / Cunt to official Hash names!
ALL HAIL!!! 🙌
🍻 Dr Priyadarsh Vasanthan – Shakes-his-Spear
(Still on hold… members want more performance reviews 🤣)
🍻 Alistair Fernandes – BoGo
(Buy One Get One… ladies, please confirm the offer validity 😜)
🍻 Cheryl Moraes – Nano Bomb
(Small size, big explosion 💣🔥)
So when you meet them… don’t behave like decent people… ASK THEM WHY! 😈
Huge thanks to the Miss Management 💃 for guiding, supporting, and controlling this beautiful chaos. And big love ❤️ to the Hashers who travelled from Pune and Nashik to honour us and get equally abused.
Let’s meet next time with the same strength, madness, and even bigger numbers! 🐰🍻 On On!
ON-ON you unstoppable pack of walkers! 😜🎉
Run #626 kicked off at the iconic Mahalaxmi Race Course, Worli 🐎
Before rumours start — no horses were raced, chased, or overtaken 🐴❌
Instead, we proudly survived Mumbai’s finest CONCRETE JUNGLE 🏙️💥
This was not just a run… this was an INTERNATIONAL HASH CIRCUS 🌍🍺
We were honoured (and slightly corrupted) to host guests from:
🇯🇵 Japan — BIG in Japan 😎🎌
🇺🇸 USA — straight from the US Consulate 🧐🍻
🇬🇧 UK — and yes, NOT OUT is proudly from the UK 🇬🇧😂
The pack enjoyed a “run” (read: beautiful walk 😏) along the stunning Worli Sea Face 🌊✨
Graceful hand waves to Isha Ambani 👋💎 (still waiting for her first ON-ON 🤞😜)
Chaos followed us as usual 😈
🚶♂️🚶♀️ Hashers crossing paths with LOLLAPALOOZA pilgrims 🎶🎤
🍩🥐 City Bakery trying hard to break Hash discipline 🤤🔥
But discipline prevailed (for once!) 💪
No stopping, no snacking, no bakery betrayal 🚫🥖
Because the FINAL CIRCLE awaited 🍺🔔
And OH WHAT A CIRCLE 🤩🔥
🍺 Beer flowing like monsoon drains
🍢 Kebabs vanishing without witnesses
🍗 Chicken & 🐟 Fish running faster than Hashers
🍛 Khichdi & Biryani restoring global balance 😌🙏
🙌 SPECIAL TANK YOU! 🙌
🐾🔥 Porus & Katy — for laying a legendary 10 KM TRAIL through the concrete jungle 🏙️
Proof that even in Mumbai traffic, HASHERS ALWAYS FIND TRAIL 😜🍺
Big howls and sloppy hugs to:
🎉 Madeline and friends
🇺🇸 The US Consulate crew — officially inducted into Hash madness 😈🍻
🇯🇵 Akiko — BIG in Japan, BIGGER in spirit ❤️🎌
Endless laughter, premium gossip, and highly unreliable stories filled the circle 😂🗣️
A beautiful walk, zero pace, unlimited food — PERFECT HASH ✔️
📣📣 HASH ANNOUNCEMENT – SAVE THE DATE! 📣📣
🐾🍻 NEXT HASH RUN 🍻🐾
📅 22nd FEBRUARY
📍 YEOOR HILL, THANE 🌳⛰️
Hills, beer, and excuses guaranteed 😜🍺
Until then…
ON-ON! ON-ON! ON-ON! 🐾🍻🔥
👉 If you remember the trail, you didn’t drink enough. 😎🍺
📅 9th January – The Great Hash Migration Begins! 🌍🐕🦺
On the glorious 9th of January, Panchgani witnessed something historic 🚨 — hashers invading from all corners of the world 🌏
India chapters marching in full force 💪, with international legends flying in from London 🇬🇧, Kuala Lumpur 🇲🇾, Nairobi 🇰🇪 and many more miles, miles, and more miles ✈️🚂🚗 — just to drink, run, sing, and forget directions together 😜
This, my dear hashers, is the TRUE SPIRIT OF HASHING ❤️
Strangers on Day 1, family by beer #2 🍺
A special mega-sized THANK YOU 🙏 to GM Ketki (Bonsai) of BH3 🌱 — the master puppeteer who somehow aligned humans, booze, trails, hotels, and chaos into one perfectly confused masterpiece 🎭
Behind her stood the rock-solid MMC Bombay, working silently while we worked loudly 🍻
By nightfall, the air was thick with laughter, hugs, whistles, hash songs sung completely off-key 🎶, and the strong feeling that sleep was optional 😴❌
On-On to Day 2!
📅 10th January – Trails, Tales & Total Madness! 🏃♂️🍓🍺
Ahhh… Day 2 😎
The day when legs complained, but hearts said “ON-ON!” 💥
Set against the breathtaking beauty of The Ravine, Panchgani, our heroic Hares unleashed trails full of:
Steep climbs ⛰️ (why so vertical?! 😵💫)
Dreamy plateaus 🌄
Fields so scenic we forgot we were suffering 📸😂
And then came the legendary Strawberry Trail 🍓🍓🍓
A 7.5 km nature paradise — calm, green, juicy, and Instagrammable 😍
Some of us tasted strawberries…
Some tasted mud…
And RUNNERS, being runners 🙄, casually added 10 km extra, turning it into a heroic 17 km “because we can” trail 🏃♂️🔥
Evenings?
💃 Dance floor destroyed
🍺 Numbers played (and forgotten)
🍽️ BH3 gastronomically overpowered us with an epic dinner
Special hats off 🎩 to: 🔥 FUBAR
📚 Whakopedia
✨ Shining
🔁 Come Again
🌱 Ketki (Bonsai)
😈 and of course… Baby Dick (yes… twice… because why not 😜)
The night ended the only way a hash night should —
laughing, dancing, singing nonsense, and bonding like a mad global family ❤️🌍
📅 11th January – The Hangover Goodbye 🥹🍳🍺
And then came Day 3…
The Hangover Trail 😵💫 — gentle on paper, emotional in reality 💔
Fuelled by:
Strong breakfast 🍳
Weak legs 🦵
Stronger memories 🥹
We walked, jogged, shuffled, and emotionally dragged ourselves through the final trail… knowing what was coming next 😔
The goodbyes…
The hugs that lasted longer 🤗
The “see you soon” promises 📆
The feeling that this wasn’t an event — it was FAMILY ❤️
As hashers slowly dispersed back to their destinations — India, London, Kuala Lumpur, Nairobi, and beyond — one thing was crystal clear 🍻
👉 Nash Hash Panchgani 2026 wasn’t just run… it was LIVED.
A massive THANK YOU once again to Bombay Hash House Harriers, MMC Bombay, and especially GM Ketki (Bonsai) for gifting us memories that will echo in hash songs forever 🎶
Until we meet again…
ON-ON! 🐾🍺
Dr. Priyadarsh BH3
Run happy. Drink responsibly. Misbehave consistently. 😜