Arriving at the familiar parking lot under Ross Rocks in Old Furnace State Park in Connecticut, the hare left to live set, with fifteen minutes head start. Oozing stated with certainty that it was “too far” for the hare to circle the pond. That is also exactly what he did the previous time he had set here. And if Oozing is certain about something, the rest of the hash knows. He will be completely wrong.

Trail circled the pond. What can I say. If anyone had had half a brain, they would have just gone straight up to the rock climbing area, and waited for the hare. But no! Even WIPOS, arriving as the last straggler mastered the first check and started south down the east side of the pond, didn’t take the easy and obvious route. Oozing was certain that the hare must have found a new and exciting spot for a beer check. Guess what?

After crossing the dam by Rt 695, and turning back north, the lead pack continued to follow trail. They were led, for a while uphill and further west. The stragglers followed WHO’s lead and made straight for the rocks. The hare and the beer were soon found. Within 25 yards of where he had had the BC before. Beer and song ensued, driving some nature lovers off the neighboring ledges.

Finishing up, the followed trail down to Lower Ross Pond, and south back to the cars. The trail was very rocky, and the rocks were moist and mossy. Curses and cries of pain were heard. Dramatic bruises were soon to follow.