And best of all, there’s only ONE hill…

After a trek of a few hundred kilometres, 9 stops, bacon and egg sandwiches, op shops and a winery Pink Bits and Maid Muffin arrived at Tanglewood cottage for the much anticipated “Hash Away”. Joined a short time later by yours truly after brief stops at a few wineries and a long stop at another, with Little Weed and Double D bringing up the rear. Our hosts, Leapfrog and Paasiona already being in residence.

Saturday was spent watching the rain and the football, with various wanders around the estate and much discussion of the next days “run” at Bluff Knoll, with Leapfrog and Dripper determined to make the attempt, whether the weather was only fit for a wether or not (see what I did there?).

In the event it was a glorious day, full of cloud and cool breezes with very little rain, and just the sort of day one imagined Edmund Hillary would have enjoyed for his quick romp up Everest. With a song in our hearts we started the climb up Bluff Knoll (after a quick 2.5 hour drive) only to be confused that the first part of the trail was on down!! Dripper bounded ahead, due to exuberance and something young in tight jeans and then managed to misread a perfectly adequate triangle, following a false trail up beside a waterfall until the trail got too steep to attempt without ropes. Returning, he did eventually find both the stairs and the pack.

At the top we were treated to a magnificent view and regular buzzing by the local gliding club who were flying their magnificent silent beasts of the sky, not far above the summit.

We retired to Mount Barker where, after walking around the town for several hundred years, we found Leapfrogs pie shop, which we were beginning to think was a joke the locals played on visitors. Leapfrog managed to bait the local boganry into putting more than three words into a sentence, a truly sterling effort.

All were agreed ’twas a magic time and retired reinvigorated for the journey home.

On On,


And now here is the true story, as told by Leapfrog:


A small group of hashers headed to Tanglewood Cottage to enjoy a long weekend at Passiona and Leapfrog’s holiday home near Pemberton.

Leapfrog had promised a fun weekend with the usual feasting, drinking and amusing activities. This year it included a duck race and a BIG hill hash run on the Sunday.

Saturday started with most of the hashers heading to the Quinni Pub to watch the grand final. It poured with rain most of the day so the Inaugural Tanglewood Duck Race was postponed until late afternoon. The flotilla of 17 little rubber ducks all had hash names and the wind was meant to blow them across the lake to the finish line. The problem was we had no wind , Robo duck (Passiona) decide to fly across the lake so he was immediately disqualified and the rest enjoyed playing in the reeds until dark.

Sunday dawned fine and at 6:00AM the alarms went off and gongs broke the morning silence. After a quick breakfast we loaded into two cars and headed to the Stirling Ranges. Pink Bits stayed at the cottage on ‘Duck Watch’ But in fact disappeared off on a winery tour.

Most of us had climbed Bluff Knoll in our younger days and had forgotten the path went straight up. In fact it was 3Km of uneven steps with some sheer drop off’s for added interest. Halfway up Dripper took a false trail up the sheer rock face of a waterfall – I think he wanted to try out his new waterproof outfit.

Luckily the weather on the mountain was perfect and our wet weather gear was not needed. The mountain views were spectacular, the wild flowers glorious and the climb exhilarating, especially as we had gliders gracefully circling the peak.

To celebrate our achievement we headed to Mt Barker for a stop at the famous bakery to sample their award winning pies.

Leapfrog will now go down in hash history for organising the highest hash run Р1080 meters  and the longest, approximately 4 hours (including photo and chocolate stops).

Well done all out Bluff Knoll climbers – Passiona, Dripper, Little weed, Double D, Made Muffin (alias Gadget Gran) and Leapfrog.

And that duck race – well it became a duck chuck. The ‘Plucky Duck Cup’ was won by Leapfrog’s little green duck that landed with a duck-in-one on her first throw.

At the top

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