In the 'old days', almost all trails were set by environmentally, incorrect spray paint.  Checks and trail marks remained remnants of all the trails for years, before finally fading away, or being cut down for developmental progress and expansion.  Eventually the coffee fields became condos and private property became just that, private.

   Over the years many dignitaries participated in SJH3's runs; stately Ambassadors, famous authors, Professors, CEO's of large international corporations, Bankers, Wankers, Ministers, girlies, and yes, the run-of-the-mill average Joe's.  It didn't matter who you were, just as long as you could drink beer, sing song and get along with others, you were welcomed.
 

   The first couple of years SJH3 was limited pretty much  to non-Costa Ricans and the men only.  But, after a few years, "Ticos" and the "lady-folk" alike infiltrated into the thrills and excitement of our Monday night Hash.  For years our Christmas parties were worth waiting for, infamous for being well-planned events and the best parties in town.

   Over the following years, SJH3 had sponsored several joint Hashes with the likes of Panama, the Bahamas and Hockessin, Delaware from the USA. 

   SJH3 has hashed practically every mountain, every volcano, crossed most every river, pissed on the beaches, in the jungles and scampered willfully within the junkyards throughout this small tropical paradise.  As a group, we've traveled to Mexico and Panama.  The SJH3 has participated in UCR's annual "24 hour Brick" relay races, the International Trans-Isthmus relay of Panama, and the grueling San Jose-Puntarenas relay race,  where historically we have taken last place every time.

   In the year of 1983, our recently elected and newest Grand Master, Patchwork Quilt, got a hare up his arse about a special Hash event and would not let go with his bugging us to death with his Hasher's dream.  This 'dream' was soon to become known as "The Inter - Americas' Hash", and later on in Hash History, as just  the "InterAm" for short.  Close to 100 Hashers arrived to the 1st InterAm in Costa Rica for total debauchery and the makings of the memories which are folk-like tales still told, even today, once the brew starts flowing.  Unlike the InterAm's that followed, we housed these guests in our homes like large pajama parties for the entire four day event.

   We had learned our lesson, no more home stays this time, there were just too darn many of them, and they arrived crazed ready for action.  We had arranged to place them all in the friendly Hotel Irazu and the San Jose Palacios hotel for the entire four days of running around the countryside, partying hard, making yet another mark in the Hash House Harriers' history books of not only the International Hash World, but Costa Rica's History books as well.