The Pikes Peak H4 History

Once upon a time, back in the Summer of `88, one Ed “Surelee” Hazelwood invaded Colorado Springs from the land of the Atlanta Barbarians. Shortly thereafter, he spent an afternoon plying two locals, one Peter Munding, and one Bill Slaughter, with beer and bullshit at the Navajo Hogan. His silver tongue soon convinced these innocent lads to help him start a local group of the infamous Hash House Harriers. Indeed, these fine young athletes laid the inaugural P2H4 hash, hosting supporters from Atlanta, Denver, and Boulder. Peter was exposed and anointed “Peter Cock n' Tell”, and old Bill never showed up again. Thus my friends, the legend began and the Hashes followed, one by one...

So, if the P2H4 is an Atlanta H4 offspring, where did our mother hash come from? As told by Atlanta's Marquis de Shiggy, it's quite an interesting story of trial and error.


The Atlanta H4 History – or – Mommy, who's my Daddy?

Early in 1982 an article appeared in the Atlanta Track Club newsletter "Wingfoot" describing a running activity called Hashing. The article likened the activity to hare and hounds running and was authored by a Harriette on Okinawa. The Harriette was named Seiko and she promised to introduce the sport to anyone interested in running a Hash. Marquis de Shiggy corresponded with Seiko and received the promise of a full description and written instructions when Seiko returned to Atlanta in the summer. Marquis' job was to prepare the runners of Atlanta for the delightful experience Seiko would allow them to have under her leadership.

Following Seiko's direction, Marquis made sure that a weekly venue was prepared for Seiko's grand introduction of Hashing. Three running clubs; The Northeast Striders, The Buckhead Runners, and The Chatahoochee Road Runners; agreed to alternate the hosting of a Hash run on a weekly basis. This arrangement lasted through one rotation. It seems that when each club got a taste of Hash their immediate reaction was to spit it out. The grand introduction was scheduled for the Saturday of June 2, 1982.

Seiko returned to Georgia but not to Atlanta. She took up residence in Douglasville and found a job as lifeguard at the local swimming pool. With her new job and junior status on the lifeguard roster, she was scheduled to work Saturdays. This prevented her from performing reccies and the necessary preparations for putting on a Hash. She also coveted the instructions and insisted that the Marquis be patient and allow her the opportunity to lay the first Hash. Marquis made the arrangements for the three running clubs to slide the start of the rotation until June 9, 1982. At the last minute, Seiko again was scheduled to work that Saturday and the Marquis again approached the three running clubs to slide the beginning of the rotation to June 18, 1982. And so it was set that the first Hash of the Atlanta Hash House Harriers and Harriettes was to run on June 18, 1982. The three running clubs were not going to tell their members of any more changes.

The week preceding the first Hash found Seiko again unable to attend and still unwilling to provide her written instructions. Marquis told her to piss off. Since he had raced hare and hound motorcycle races in southern California, he reasoned that a similar race on foot could be staged. A motorcycle hare and hound race in the desert would have the hare take off on his motorcycle with a bag of lime laying a trail for the pack to follow. He would rendezvous with another hare before his bag ran out and the new hare would take off. The original hare then became a checkpoint and listed the order of the riders as they came through his check. There would be several hare exchanges and the eventual winner would be the first rider to finish that had passed through all of the checks. Trophies were given and all riders would wash the dirt of the desert out of their systems with much beer. (Continued inside back cover)

And so ran the first Hash. Five checkpoints of Northeast Striders members were set up and Marquis laid the flour for the run. There was much bitching on the part of the Striders members because they couldn't run. The trail led through Northlake Mall and the pack got evicted. They eventually found flour again with the aid of one of the checkpoint volunteers and TwoTrip finished first and received the first (and only) trophy. He also received instructions to bring it to the next Hash as it was the only trophy we could get. The trophy was donated by the Atlanta Track Club. It was found in their basement and had a plaque on it from some unheard of race in 1954. The Hash then retired to an apartment clubhouse and pool where the hare, the hounds, and all volunteers proceeded to get drunk. The residents of the apartment complex got into the swing of things and soon there was much merriment and drinking. Now this may not sound like Hash to many of you but it embodies all of the elements of Hashing. Running in strange places, flaunting authority, sweating, and drinking with good companions.

Seiko again was going to be unable to come to the second Hash but when she learned that we had run the first without her, she agreed to give the Okinawa Hash instructions to the Marquis. As soon as Marquis read the instructions for laying Hash he realized that the world class Hairless Hare for the second Hash would have to be appraised of the instructions. Marquis and the Hairless Hare met and the instructions were passed on. Both had no idea how much flour would be needed and they decided that one pound would probably be enough.

The second Hash got underway on June 25, 1982 as a live hare run (the Hairless Hare was a previous indoor mile world record holder.) He led the pack through creeks and byways and all seemed to go well until the flour gave out. Soon the trail was marked by arrows made from grass clippings and chalk stolen from children as they played on the sidewalk. After a fair amount of running and a good bit of milling about, Skypilot (who had hashed in Indonesia) declared the run to be a Hashit and the pack retired to a bar. The Hairless Hare finally showed up at the bar and Skypilot proceeded to introduce us to the art of down-downs.

The third Hash at the Chatahoochee River was another Hashit. The pack was on schedule but the hare didn't come. When it became obvious that there was no flour laid, the hash cash took up the fee and the pack retired to a nearby bar to drink. So went the third Atlanta Hash.

The highlight (but it shouldn't have been) of the 8th Hash was the appearance (finally) of Seiko. She showed up with the running chick from Channel 5 TV and her whole entourage of cameras and news people. It became a media event with Seiko as the centerpiece. With cameras rolling at the On-On Skypilot renamed Seiko, to be forevermore known, as No Show Seiko. Seiko stated that her name in Japanese meant cover girl and that No Show Cover Girl just didn't make sense. Skypilot said "Exactly!", poured her down-down on her and she was so christened.

So Seiko can only claim to have started the Atlanta Hash if this beer in my hand can be the result of some airborne spore of yeast falling in St. Louis. Marquis de Shiggy can only claim to have started the Atlanta Hash if the monks in Belgium had really planned to let airborne spores get into their fermenting vats. The Atlanta Hash was born by the excitement of difference and the desire to experience the unknown. All Hash communities evolve from these elements of human nature. The Atlanta Hash merely had the opportunity to have the nurturing guidance of Skypilot and as a result of that guidance to have evolved into a leader in the world of Hashing.

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