Fuwangi’s School Tour
Hash
Location: Cumberland .
Weather: High 80’s, Humid .
Present: Dr WHO, Amish It
Head, Async, Basket Boom Boom, WIPOS, Bondo Jovi, Pubic Housing, Just Margaret,
Oozing SD, Just Matt. Virgins: Just Colin, Just Spencer.
The
Run:
The co-hare was
waiting in the parking lot of the North Cumberland Middle School claiming that
the hare was out re-marking trail because of the rains earlier in the day. A
likely story! The hash believed that the hare had been caught earlier by a
former school teacher who made him sit in the corner for a while, and then clap
the chalkboard erasers, in retribution for sins long ago, but never
forgotten. Most were content to
wait as six thirty came and went. But Bondo and Async, men on a mission, took off right on time, and found
trail behind the school, heading northwest. The hare was forced to hide several
times.
The rest of the
pack finally gave up on the hare. They should have given up on the run
altogether. But with three bimbos and two virgins a showing had to be made. The
leaders were quickly off trail, and WHO, having set
here several times before, led as they ran west and uphill. The virgins were
presented with the choice of following WHO or Basket. They chose wisely and stuck with Amish and the co-hare. A false trail was ignored by WHO, who continued uphill to where he thought the beer
should be. Basket blazed his own trail towards
Staples Road, and as usual, became lost.
The true trail
was stumbled upon by Async, turning northeast. He
managed to find the Beer Check and the hare near a small and non-descript rock
on the ridge just above the river. The rest of the pack soon caught up, even
Bondo. But WHO was only
halfway through the loop, and had two more river crossings before he turned back
and found the group. He was just in time to nab the last IPA. Basket was caught considerably longer in some briars, but
alas, even he was able to find the group eventually. Note to hash: don’t start
singing if Basket is still lost. He may be blind, but
he still has his hearing. It will attract him.
After a
prolonged rhubarb session, the beer was gone. And so they were on out. Trail may
have meandered to the east side of the river. It may have crossed the swamp just
behind the school. It may have climbed the steep hill and crossed the boulders
just north. But no one will ever know as the hash simply followed the main path
southeast back to the school. They stopped just out of sight of the parking lot
to circle up.
Ratings for the
run: limited shiggy, recycled trail and no one lost taken against quality
bimbos, no pavement whatsoever, and short trail. Total: +0.069! The virgins were
questioned and the hashit was given to Oozing. WHO knows why! They finished up and headed for Pitchers Pub
where the level of behavior sharply deteriorated. But not being thrown out must
mean something.
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