The following morning, we helped load up the car for the drive to Champlon in the Ardennes. We were honored to have been invited to this special BMPH3 hash weekend that was designed to take place of the cancelled Christmas party. Our small group of 31 hashers had this entire very nice hostel to ourselves; there wasn’t even any staff on site, which is very unusual. Most couples got their own rooms in order to keep some social distancing.
After unloading the car, we hopped back in the car to drive to the run start. Normally I would have done the runner’s trail, but due to the warning of thick mud, I opted to wear my hiking boots and stick with the walkers. The trail was fairly basic, but along the way we saw a few nice things: a lovely little chapel...
…this beautiful view...
…and some cows.
The walkers arrived first to the beer stop, where I enjoyed a beer with a cute wolf on the label.
Not surprising that Opee arrived holding hands with other runners...
…nor that we couldn’t help but to hug our hash friends (thankfully everyone was vaccinated and Omicron hadn’t reared its ugly head yet, so it didn’t turn into a super spreader event).
Opee was thrilled to DJ his first physical dance party after hosting several virtual ones. Unfortunately, this is the only photo I could find of DJ Opee as the rest of my photos from the weekend seem to have disappeared. Of course, we danced until the wee hours. After breakfast on Sunday morning, we cleaned up the hostel, packed up the car and headed back to Brussels. We then dropped our bags off at the end of the hash and headed to the start. Opee had accidentally left his mask behind at the end point, so couldn’t take the tram with us to the start. Ironically, we made an error and he beat us by over 30 minutes, allowing him to stay with the pack. Yark, Rumple and I opted to walk the route, which was mostly through a lovely park in Brussels that I’d never been to before. We eventually caught up with the group just before the first drink stop, which featured wine from the Medoc region of France. Unfortunately, we couldn’t stay for dinner as we only had time for a beer at the end before needing to set off for the train station, making for an abrupt ending to another fun weekend with BMPH3.
We had to change trains in Antwerp, which gave me the chance to catch a few photos of that interesting station.
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