Swiss Nash Hash 2026 - Main Event

Driving down from Stuttgart on Friday, it was an afternoon of light rain, but all was well until I approached the Swiss border. About 15kms out I started seeing grass all over the roads, then a few branches down, then several trees blown over. Eventually about 3 kms from the border, the road was closed, so had to find an alternative. Along this route I could see freshly cut tree stumps lying on both sides of the road, where they had come through and cut off the trees to open the road . . . must have been one hell of a storm that blew through Thursday night. I got a few photos on the way back on Sunday, much of the clean up was done as far as opening the roads, but it will take some time to get all the trees and branches cleaned up.

Anyway, on to the event. Swiss Nash Hash was hosted by the Schaffhausen H3 in Stein Am Rhein, which is right on the border with Germany, so only a couple kms in. It was still raining on Friday evening, but the pack still managed a fun pub crawl and late night into town.

Saturday morning, many of the pack had bleary eyes, but all but one made it to the chalk talk for the days trails. This is where the weekend becomes a little bitter sweet for me . . . due to a new meniscus concern with my knee, I had to opt for the walking trail. It was about 7 kms to the lunch stop, and 2 more back to the venue, so a decent day on trail . . . and although I enjoyed spending the day with many friends, I just don’t get the same thrill of hashing just walking. I have always loved sweating my ass off and running the BB or at least the long trail, suffering with my FRB buds. In the past couple years, I have rarely been an FRB, but being close behind was still enjoyable. I hope a couple weeks of rest will at least get me back to running trail again. The trail was excellent, a start through the grape orchards on the hillside, led us to a series of dirt tracks taking us up to the top of the mountain. We then proceeded for about 5 kms on the crest getting lots of great views of the area. Lunch break was at the local castle (every town here in central Europe seems to have one . . . that, and the local brewery).

After lunch, and a beverage or two, we then walked it on back to the venue for showers, dinner, and a night of dancing. A great day.Read more