The run started promisingly, descending behind the Eastside Marketplace to some shiggy along the river. The tide was in. The feet became wet. They came out to the infamous Railroad bridge and a check. Quickly, they moved on and came out to the streets via the soccer fields, and continued on Gano to India Point Park.

After brief confusion, someone found the marks on the pedestrian overpass, and they were back on the streets again. Trail was mostly in chalk, and rather hard to see. Just Jonathan, yet another a victim of athletic prowess, was soon lost. But the rest, led by Flexi and CEP found trail heading north. Now, another feature of the traditional RIH3 Halloween Hash, is of course, the Thayer Street parade. Mostly this is to provide an audience. So anyone with any intelligence would have simply headed for Thayer and scouted for marks. “Anyone with any intelligence..”, that’s the problem. They followed trail faithfully to George Street, into the Brown University Yard, and finally wound their way down to Thayer.

Trail left behind legions of confused college students and turned down Lloyd. A check sent them to the left behind Moses Brown. A beer check had been here several times before, so Fuwangi and Oozing wasted some time looking around the Quaker Meeting House. No luck. The faster and less-experienced thus led east downhill to Blackstone Boulevard. A check on the boulevard led to some confusion. But the hare nudged them straight, and they headed down to Blackstone Park.

They entered the woods off Loring, and followed trail along the top of the ridge. A check sent most down to a meaningless bushwhack which soon returned to the top. Trail crossed Irving Ave. and continued in the woods, crossing the sewer overflow culvert. Finally they came to the Beer Check, overlooking River Road. The beer was easily found. Songs were sung, in celebration of the absence of both Basket and Bondo. Hash of the year!

Finishing up, the hare pointed out that this was actually an “A-to-B” run, and they would not be circling at the cars. Trail continued south through the woods, crossing Angell, and ultimately coming out next to the “Red Bridge”. It turned right and led straight to the circle, at The Edge! A nice warm spot, with a cooler full of beer. Hash of the decade! Even the lost Just Jonathan managed to show up, girlfriend in tow.

The run was rated. This is what I’m talking about: complaints, whinging, crying and wailing about pavement. Next time you all can just show your superhero costumes to the frigging raccoons, for all I care! Total: -6.9. The virgin was questioned, and sang. His girlfriend was hiding behind the Adult section of the Providence Phoenix, and declined invitations into the circle. Hashit went to Flexi, for being Basket, even if only in costume. And after running down to collect cars, they headed off to the East Ave Café for the On On On. Hash of the millenium!