Ice is Real Slippery Hash

Run #1195, Feb 23, 2009

Hare:  Oozing Syphilitic Dicktaphone

Location:  F. Gilbert Hills, Foxboro, MA .

Weather:  20's, Clear.

Present:  Dr WHO, Retard (Pat My Fly), Wrung Guy (Mr. Rogers), Basket Boom Boom, Donkey Punch.

 
The Run:

A second week in a row where the dominating feature of the hash was ice. This was a major factor in the completely glass-ice covered sloping parking lot. Early arrival WHO soon found this out, as his car ended up in a slow slide to the base of the lot. It remained stuck there until rescued by Wrung Guy with salt quickly procured from a nearby Cumberland Farms, and by Basket with a cobbled-together tow-line. So the hash began a bit late, at about 6:50.

It was ice all the way for the run also. The start was uphill (on ice) northwest, and Basket fell. There was a loop north and south which allowed the laggards to shortcut. Donkey Punch fell. They turned west. Retard fell. Trail turned north with a long falsie west. WHO fell. Wrung Guy fell also. Another false trail continued north, while true trail turned east and south. Wrung Guy fell. Retard fell. The hare fell. Basket fell, again.

 Finally, they reached the beer check. The hare began an annoying conversation (one-sided) about cricket (a boring discourse about an even more boring sport). During this, Wrung Guy received a phone call from his better half. He was doing pretty well convincing her that he was helping a friend move a sofa, when the hash chorus stepped up the volume. Caught again!

 On Out trail led south to parking area. They circled up. The run was rated based upon the ice shiggy, but the lack of bimbos, lack of anyone (Basket) lost on trail, and the late start led to a total of: +0.69. Hashit to WHO seemed a virtual certainty. But WHO was rescued. The rescuer has to pay! Wrung Guy was Hashit by a unanimous vote. On On On was at Champions,  which was almost empty, and hence more tolerant of our behavior.

On On