Once
Around the Slopes
Hash
Run #1244, February 1, 2010
Hare: Dicks On Broadway
Location: Diamond Hill, Cumberland.
Weather: Low 30's, clear.
Present:Dr
WHO, Florence Wallbanger, Swamp Whine, Just Dick, Can’t Eat Pussy, Bondo Jovi,
Oozing SD, Flexible Video Endoscope, Wee Balls, Just Stuart, Fuwangi Boner, Just
Ben, Just Anna, Just Rose, Just Whitney, Donkey Punch, Pubic Housing, Amish It
Head, Basket Boom Boom, Tinker, Dogmeat, Short Shorts,
WIPOS.
The Run:
If you lined up all the people that showed up for this hash, it
would make a line longer than the actual run. And more fun, too. It’s getting
tough to predict the numbers, and this leads to discord, discontent and lack of
beer. But then again, WHO could complain with a
record SEVEN bimbos? WOW MOM!
The pack, perhaps better called a horde, was off promptly at 6:35.
Trail led out of the parking lot south, parallel to Sylvy’s Brook. An inevitable
check fooled no one, and they began the ascent after crossing the stream on some
planks. No shiggy, except a little left over snow was encountered. No one got
lost. Trail led northeast on a path to the old ski lift. It turned right and
went up the lift path at a steep grade. Some slipped a bit on the loose rubble
under the snow. But that’s about the only interest this trail had.
Near the top, a check split the party into three groups: one
heading straight up to the summit, one looping around to the right, and one
heading left. WHO knows which was the true trail. It
really didn’t matter. There’s not that much real estate up there. They ended up
converging on the north ridge, where they found the hare and the beer check.
Eighteen minutes to the beer! As the walkers straggled in, the beer shortage
became apparent. So there was a surplus of singing. And unfortunately, these
sounds drew the late-cummer WIPOS to the group. But
as Bondo says: “Outta beer? Outta
here!”
Trail back came down the actual ski slopes. That’s really all I
can think of to say. The circle was formed, the run rated, and the bimbos saved
the day for the hare. Total: +0! Backsliders were punished, and Hashit went to
Amish. (As usual, not a clue.) Finishing up, about
half of the group headed for Tucks. Foiled again, they wound up at the Lodge.
Home to bed early, this Monday night.
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