Hash events and celebrations started bright and early, it was Exkaliber’s 30th birthday and it was wonderful…. The sky was blue, the sun was shining, we all met for birthday breakfast, with banners, balloons and a bright-eyed Ex. Cards and pressies drifted in and if you haven’t yet heard, they were all pants, knickers or thongs of varying descriptions. Ex did us proud in the hotel restaurant by adorning herself with all of them, by now the other guests and hotel staff were all well aware that we were the noisiest and most entertaining group.

The party moved on to the ski slopes for the morning and all met up again at lunchtime for more birthday celebrations with Champagne, balloons, singing and down, downs. Ex refilled the champagne bottle with a nice bubbly mixture of beers and lemonade for the latecomers, Hap & Limpet, who very politely didn’t seem to notice. So all together at the outside café tables, under the blue, sunny sky, surrounded by other skiers, it was time to publicly undress, as hashers do. Time for the pants ski! Many hashers pulled the feathery, frilly or fancy pants over their ski pants, which caused a few looks from other customers but Ex did us proud by stripping off her ski kit to a lovely little black bra and thongs number, Hand Job in a slightly larger white set, ready soiled. In an attempt to bend over and redo her ski boots she managed to wiggle her posterior into the face of the poor bloke sitting behind her, our fellow diners were now all goggle eyed on Ex and with expressions of great amusement as Ex had encouraged several other hashers to strip. Bald Eagle, Dunnee, Not Fussy and Latex were quite happy to grab the opportunity. The skiers, all in pants went onto the slopes for the hash photo-shot and in a flash the paparazzi arrived, cameras clicking everywhere from all sorts of people .The glory of it! Skiers stopped in their tracks and all eyes on the chair lift and from the café were on the hashers. The photos will be published soon in Ski Monthly probably.

After more skiing, the crowd descended, Latex recovering from vertigo as usual, and were ready for the Hash in town, except Starlight who SOS thought had been whisked off to Turin in a helicopter after an accident. Pigpen spreading rumours again. In fact, Starlight had gone to the medical centre in the town with a suspected broken thumb. Whilst we all gathered in La Grotto for the happy hour drinks to start the hash, Starlight reappeared with a thumb splint and ready to hash!

After stumbling out of La Grotto the hash went all of 50 metres to a little piazza and a very yummy hash halt, lots of hot Quattro gusti pizza straight out of the Pizza house, Panetonni and Grappa, the local schnapps. Grappa down ,downs to Dunnee and Yakult for setting what was to be such a wonderful hash. Ex was still on a high and decided on kit off again, pedestrians turned, whistled, catcalled to her display and the flash bulbs started popping again!! On, on to the old part of the town to Bar Relax, a lovely bar with lots of delicious bar nibbles and drinks all round all laid on. The hashers especially Ex greatly amused the bar staff and the one poor local bloke in there, who ended up getting wine spilt over him by I wonder who?

Onto the next bar, but with a short stop for the shoppers Ex, Porky and Brussel Sprout who noticed a shirt shop. The shop owners faces turn to shock and horror, I saw them, as in walks Ex saying she really needs a shirt.

The Gran Trun was the next stop on the hash , good music and 3 young girls on the bar who openly welcomed us, drinks all round again and colourful shots on the house. The volume was turned up and everyone had a bop, Ex and Not Fussy were up on the beer barrels, dancing with their kit off, how else…quite raucous behaviour in a public place, especially with Ex mooning over the top of Bald Eagles head. Particularly good dancing was displayed by Sore Arse and Saucy Dude and Miss Fassa. Pigpen presented Ex with her birthday present from the hash….a t-shirt with ‘Ski naked with Exkaliber in Sauze D’Oulx 2005 ...on,on’ written on it. Perfect!

Staggering up the hill, past the Village Café bar, no deal,running late, we skipped it, on back to La Grotto and time to get back to Gran Bosco for our meal. Luigi took those unable to cope with the final kilometre.

Excellent Hotel food as usual, gorgeous birthday cake for Ex with more bearing of buttocks, singing and fun stuff, including Ex getting our nice Italian waiter to strip off for a close connection and getting the chef out to join in as he had his birthday too.

Retiring to the lounge entertainment laid on by Vindaloo and Sore Arse, fantastically fun games were had every evening. They were brilliant!!

End of another great day, RA’s too zonked to do points after hash,

So I’ll just have to do them too…

Score for the hash 1503….height of Sauze D’Oulx.

Score for Exkaliber for fun time…2137…..height of Sportinia.

Score for Vindaloo & Sore Arses wonderful games.. 24 (H on ST) + 2005 (AD) + 85 (Km from T) + 100’s (Q in a W)

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