In early November, Jimmy and I hashed with Hague H3 in Delft, south of the city center, in a lovely nature area.
Here’s the group gathered at the beer stop.
Afterwards, a few hashers joined us at our new favorite microbrewery: Het Koperen Kat. It was difficult to talk over the very loud heavy metal band that was playing in the small space.
A few days later I returned to the area for a walk with Terri and Kati.
Two weeks later, we helped hare the Hashgiving Photo Trail since Do Me Moore and Joe Dirt were very busy with the latest addition to their family.
It was a beautiful fall day...
…although it tipped down hard enough at one point that the runners ducked into doorways to stay dry.
Besides all the great urban art that I posted about when we scouted trail, we also passed this sign in front of a bathroom shop.
Joe Dirt greeted us at his house with all three of his hash horrors on hand, including little Otto who was only two months old when his crazy parents cooked a COVID-friendly Thanksgiving dinner for 20.
Emma was thrilled that her parents bought too much aluminum foil, which she played with when not squishing Sanne. Veronica didn’t join us, but babysat the girls two mornings a week for about two months to give Do Me Moore a break. Brett even joined her twice.
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