North Cumberland Virgin Territory Hash

Run #983, Feb 7, 2005.

Hare: The Slasher Dr W.H.O.

Location:  North Cumberland Middle School

Weather:  High 30’s, Clear, Still plenty of snow.

Present:  Dry Foot Fairy, Async, Basket Boom Boom, Oozing SD, Seamus.

Not Present (week 5):  Just Ariana.

The Run:

An incredible virgin run, as expected, beginning at the North Cumberland Middle School, as the hare set a clockwise circle of about 4 miles for the pleasure of the hash. Starting eastward on Nate Whipple Highway, the trail quickly led onto an abandoned road and then turned south uphill through a vacant lot. Marks were footprints in the 6-8” of snow, flour on trees, and black chalk on the snow. BRILLIANT!

At the top of the hill, a check sent Basket north into the Beagle Club firing range. Unfortunately, it was closed for night shooting because of the snow. Not every plan works out perfectly. Dry Foot Fairy took the lead into the woods where a maze of trails was encountered. Check after check was messed up by whomsoever was leading at the time, as they continued south and west through rolling hardwoods, on trails and deer paths. The pack was forced to stay together by the clever and intricate markings of the hare. FANTASTIC!

Crossing some streams they turned slightly north of west at a house whose owners quickly dowsed their lights when they heard the commotion. The trail led along a ridge, past a tire dumping ground and to an abandoned apple orchard where Async and Oozing followed their instincts. Obviously, they turned west off-trail, back to the Beagle Club. They drew the Fairy with them briefly. Fortune favors the blind, so Basket somehow found trail continuing west across a stream, and turning northwest over more rolling hills. He passed a “BN”. He passed a “BVN”. He passed a “BVVN”. He would have passed the “B”, except Seamus saw it and held him back. But he had no luck finding the beer. The Fairy, next to arrive, walked straight to the beer, “hidden” in the crack of a large boulder. Stout and IPA in great quantities, UNBELIEVABLE!

After the beer was broached and enjoyed, they turned north and ran a straightforward half-mile through the woods to the Nate Whipple Highway, and turned east on the road back to the Middle School and the cars. They circled up behind the Middle School in the woods on the Cross-Country trails. Ratings for the run: virgin territory, disorientation of Basket and Async, no Bondo, snow-shiggy, and fine beers versus no bimbos, a small amount of pavement, and no lost hashers. Total: 6.9! Hashit to Oozing, for not bringing the B*tch. After religion, they convoyed back to Tucks, for beer, free soup and bread (provided fresh by the adoring waitress!) and another fine ending to a Monday night. MAGNIFICENT!

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