Run # 772  February 26, 2001

Hare:   Shine On

Scribe:  Oozing

The Start:   Wickaboxed Management Area, West Greenwich

The Weather: 25F, and partly cloudy.

Present: Dr WHO Slasher, Async, visitor from Kuala Lumpur
Tumbling Bill, Bondo, ShineOn, the navy ie. Cumonya, Just Brian (yet unnamed
by RIH3),and Just John, your scribe Oozing and the latecummer Basket, not
too forget the 3 hounds Jake, Ben and Baxter.

The hare WIPOS chose this godforsaken place near the Ct. border (Wickaboxet Mgt Area) and so many were late. The pack soon set off and stayed on trail that was marked in white flour which showed quite well despite the snow!  Bondo was FRB and made true trail thru the first two checks but blew it at the third check but chose not to venture back and so was not seen/heard of ontil the end of the run. 

Meanwhile the pack headed up and down a hill thru two checks until the were taken by the classic WIPOS move ie. a false trail after 50 odd marks. Slowly back to the last check and Basket's horn was heard in the distance as the pack looped what seemed to be back to the start down a long trail and to the BC. After searching for hours the hare chose to tell us where the beer was located and singing ensued. 

Tumbling Bill shared his life's venture with us ie. to complete the hash genealogy and with much authority informed a dismayed Shine On that the BH3 was not America's oldest hash. After the beer and warm fire the pack went back to the start of the run with Bondo already in.

 As Bondo and Basket fought over who stole their respective beers, the circle gathered with down downs to the hare for a, per Bondo, a lovely hash, the visitor and the combined hashit Async/WIPOS altho again the true hashit was missing with WIPOs attempting to squeeze in his toilet seat again.

 The ONON was at the upscale West Greenwich Inn altho anything but Cadys is upscale for this hairy bunch. Beer and food was ordered and somebody switched Bondo's beer for diet coke. Soon the Rhody hash showed its maturity to the visitor who had earlier claimed us as being 2nd generation (Sparks having ran with the original hash), by having a food fight with ShineOn throwing ketchup on scribe's hair and getting vinegar mistaken for diet coke on her face! Before we could be thrown out the bunch hi-hoed its way out...until next week!

ON ON!

Oozing