Eight
Men's (and Three Women's. Oh and Two Dog's) Misery
Run #1149, April 7, 2008
Hare: Eenie Weenie Dick
Location: The Monastery, Cumberland
Weather: High 40’s, clear.
Present: Dr W.H.O., Amish It Head, Async, Oozing SD,
Scatwoman, Bondo Jovi, Basket Boom Boom, Fuwangi Boner, Swamp Whine, Murphy,
Ben. Virgin: Just Jamie
The
Run:
So many have
tried to set an original trail from the Monastery in Cumberland. So few have
succeeded. This was another example of the latter. Nevertheless, there was a
good showing, spring being in the air and all. Promptly at 6:30, they were off,
east out of the parking lot. Trail soon led to a fence. The hare had
thoughtfully downed a tree onto the fence and it could easily be crossed using
this tree, unless you happened to be a dog or Bondo
or something. The hare inexcusably showed Bondo and
Basket a north shortcut that bypassed the
fence.
Trail led along
a ridge east and then entered a swamp. Async took one
look and led Swamp Whine, Scatwoman, and Just Jamie south
and around the swamp, while Oozing (hoping for a
shortened trail) and WHO (hoping to avoid Basket and Bondo) followed, in
cold water and mud to the upper thighs. They emerged into some good briars. Well
ahead, the trail was easily being followed by the (still dry and unscathed)
long-cutters as it entered fields and then joined the overgrown border path
northwards.
Trail was pretty
boring. The monument at “Nine Men’s Misery” was avoided. The muddy river bed
near this monument was avoided. In fact, almost all of the good stuff in the
east side of The Monastery was avoided. Bad hare! Lazy hare! A check falsely
leading to the powerlines sent WHO off trail, but
Async kept making the right choices, and led the pack
west to the quarries.
Too bad for him!
There was a back-check! So the entire pack (less Bondo, of course) was pretty much together as they came to
the BC at a boulder just off the trail. The first Monastery trail in decades
with no BC on the cliff overlooking the quarries! (Note to future hares using
these trails: originality can only go so far; and there’s about a quarter mile
of cliff where you can stash your beer check. And no one ever died falling off a
log into a pile of leaves! But I digress.) Beer was had, songs were sung and
Bondo ruined it all by arriving. Blame goes to Ben (and Basket’s horn) as
usual.
On Out trail led
back to the quarry. The leaders Fuwangi, WHO and Amish, “familiar” with
the territory headed for the center of the woods hoping to shortcut. Async
continued on true trail, leading the ladies further south and east. Fuwangi and WHO found some fine
shiggy trying in several spot to cross a stream and some dense briars. Amish turned back to the pack. Finally, in the dark, all
made it back to the cars and the circle was held.
Ratings for the run: bimbos and no pavement were about the only positive things anyone could come up with. Overused territory, easily bypassed (‘tho fine, nevertheless) swamp shiggy, no one lost and no one killed on the cliffs. Total:-6.9! Hashit went to Basket Boom Boom. Why not? As always, they moved on to Tucks, while Bondo and Async skipped off together, claiming to be going “Home”! I think we ALL know what that means!
On On