https://covidhhh.com/wp-content/uploads/2026/02/Covid-300.mp4We just hit run #300 for the Covid ReHash, and it was absolute chaos. It was like a primary school disco but with more grey hair and significantly more questionable […]
On On, you bunch of shortcutting, honeypot-sniffing cowards. Let’s talk about Run #306, or as it shall forever be known in the archives of failure: The Miscarried Miscarriage. This run […]
https://covidhhh.com/wp-content/uploads/2026/03/Covid-307.mp4Well, it was time for another vicious Covid ReHash run. Run #307, eloquently dubbed the “Peugeot”, took us back into the dark and edgy abyss of the forest trails.Our hare […]
https://covidhhh.com/wp-content/uploads/2026/03/Covid-308.mp4Last night’s shenanigans on the Covid ReHash were exactly what you would expect from this motley crew.The lazy Hare put on a stellar digital run after narrowly escaping being completely […]
https://covidhhh.com/wp-content/uploads/2026/03/Covid-309.mp4Well, only Gods know how the f#ck we all managed to make it to the start location with 69 Whats App polls issued pre-run all of which contradickted each other […]
Top o’ the mornin’ to ya—or more accurately, top o’ the evening, considering we spent it crawling through the streets like a pack of thirsty leprechauns chasing a pot of […]
The Ominous Start We really should have checked the fine print before heading to a run literally named Hellsfire Pass. The universe wasn’t exactly subtle with the warnings. We started […]
The Build-Up (Or Lack Thereof)It started with a message from our illustrious resident Octogenarian (that is someone over 80 for those of you that don't understand words longer than 6 […]
Our esteemed Patriarch actually managed to locate the correct destination, on the right day, and at the right time. Truly, a miracle for the ages. In his usual professional coaching […]
Well f&ck me, it’s not often the walkers beat the runner’s home after a rendezvous in the middle of the bush….. Not sure if it was all the on backs, […]
It was a night for the history books, though most of us are trying to drink enough to erase the memory of that first incline. We kicked off Run #315 […]
Drink Start, Drink Stop, Drink Finish. Ewe can imagine the shock and bewilderment of the assembled hash men when the hare explained there was in fact a trail and worse […]
Well, when you totally disregard the Trail Master’s well-timed and aptly named run, all partakers would need to be convinced with a cold beverage on arrival to simmer tensions. And […]
KAOS: You wouldn’t fuckin believe it(in actual fact everyone believed it, and most expected it as it is now an all too common occurrence) but the Hare(absentee) Eno decided to […]
Let's set the scene for this absolute masterclass in athletic excellence and organisational competence. Fresh Meat, Pepe Le Spew, WTFAI, BallBags, Tristan and Eno bravely faced the treacherous, washed-out forest. […]
Well, after much agonizing deliberation – spearheaded by the know-it-all Eno – we actually managed to drag ourselves to Tom Rose HQ. A moment of silence, please, for Arsenic. He […]
We kicked things off at Budds Beach this time around. After last week’s absolute shenanigans trying to navigate our way out of Tom Rose, the committee collectively decided that sticking […]
And what a run it was; Tristan, our to-be-named hasher, wanted to show that he is worthy of being an esteemed member of the Covid Rehash. After arranging an incredible […]
