This "drinking club with a running problem" takes over neighborhoods worldwide on a weekly basis. I was about to write, "I honestly don't know how they stay out of jail"; turns out they don't.
Most of the arrests have to do with the flour they use to mark trails. Apparently, a few officers in New Hampshire, New Jersey, New York and Beijing thought these oddball cohorts of buzzed runners were throwing around giant piles of anthrax.
Where: With 1,938 groups in 186 countries, you can basically find a Hash run anywhere. Type in "Hash House Harriers" followed by a US city, and something will come up (I tried out "
Amarillo").
When: Usually starts within happy hours of the workweek, but differs by chapter.
What: The hare gets a head start and marks a ~4-6 mile trail with flour and chalk. A reckless, urban scavenger hunt follows, complete with checkpoints and false trails. Groups have beer checks along the way, at the end, or none at all. Things get complicated when you factor in the
hasher vocabulary, their
bizunches of songs, their
history, and, hell, even a
conspiracy theory or two. But that's for other people to worry about.
Notable Quote: "15 enthused hashers storm NAU campus, ride bikes and shopping carts through the union, break dormitory elevator"