Another hash was set in Massachusetts, by a hare unable to come up with anything original in RI. What’s next? A trail in the Northeast Kingdom? The usual crowd gathered in a dirt parking lot on the west side of Everett Skinner Rd. in North Plainville. At 6:30 promptly, they began. Bondo, at a walk, went his own way as usual, and will not be heard from again in this write-up. Count your blessings.

Trail led east across the roads, and at the first check, turned south. Basket continued east. Unfortunately, we WILL hear from HIM again! Even though he entered a shooting range, he did not manage to get hit. They need more practice apparently. Led by Fuwangi, they came to some playing fields. Trail crossed back to the west side of the road and then turned north. For a while, it was manicured trail. A river crossing even had a sturdy bridge. So no one was in the least wet. 

 Finally trail became rougher. There was some swamp. But it turned back east, north of the cars. It led parallel to the road, with the road in sight at all times. WHO stayed on trail. The rest took the road. The hare was seen ahead, sitting by his car. Hope for a beer check was soon dashed as he sent them back into the woods, back on the east side again, entering north of Cowell St.

A series of annoying checks now followed. Trail led in a semi-circle east then north then west. There was no challenge to it, except to rail at the hare for combining two full-length trails into one! The word “interminable” comes to mind. Or “deathmarch”.  Finally, trail led back out to Everett Skinner Road. It crossed again, and just in the shadow of Rt 495, a “BN” was seen. And it was pretty obvious where to go. There was a 48” culvert with a trickle of water coming out that clearly went under the highway. So off they went.

The BC was found on the north side of 495. As they settled in, they also found a very educational magazine. This was carefully examined, limiting the amount of singing at the BC. Eenie Weenie claimed to know some of the girls. Dr WHO was impressed with some of the contortions those girls could get themselves into. Scatwoman took notes. Basket was disappointed that there were no photos of young men. And the ads for movies!  “Destination:Dirtpipe (2006)”  (coming soon to a hash near you?) (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0840313/) is clearly a classic. (This can be assumed because the public demanded that “Destination: Dirtpipe 2” be made the very same year, 2006! Obviously, this series represents a crowning achievement for director William H. Nutsack. Hashname? But I digress.)

Trail on back was on the road.  The circle was joined and the run rated. Some shiggy, a fine dirt pipe crawl, and loss of Bondo clearly outweighed the unnecessary length of trail. Total:+0.69. Hashit: Basket Boom Boom. Why? WHO knows! So, finishing up, they decided to try their luck at Champions. Fortunately, they were not remembered, and after eating, the evening came to a bland and unmemorable end.