A Drinking Club with a Running Problem
9/25/2005, in Jenksville State Forest, Newark Valley NY
Accused: Hares Dances With Head and Pussy Pong, Just JJ and Just Joy, Cocksmith, Pippi Schlongstocking, and Spike (where were the rest of you bums?!)
It was a rainy weekend until late morning on Sunday, when the Hash Gods blessed us, the clouds parted, and the sun peeked it’s head out. (head, who said head?)
PP and I finished setting trail with a little time to spare, so we were lounging about when the hounds started to pull in. Complaints were lodged with the hares for lousy directions, so we waited extra long for late-cumming wankers to arrive.
After getting impatient, however, the pack went off looking for trail, the hounds went off on trail, and found a bunch of well-kept trails by following the confusing crossed-out falses: evidence of the hares getting lost while setting trail. Spike even found a mark indicating "Beer Near this way" while the pack went the other way (beer near was actually the way the pack was going). But after a series of trails and a little shiggy, the hounds came upon an authentic BN on the side of the road! I got there shortly thereafter and pulled the beer cooler out from its hiding place in the woods, and there was beer. Ahhh…
Thirsts quenched and raring to go again, the pack went off up another trail, only to find a BC10. Crap! Back past the BN, and into the woods on the other side of the road they went. Trail went up over a hill, around a couple loops, through a series of intersecting trails, and another BN! Ahhh…
With the distances trotted much farther than I’m letting on, the pack was tired and happy for a short distance from the 2nd BN to the On-In. Once there, Spike broke out his famous rice crispy treats, PP had her mountain of snacks for all who hungered, and there was beer! Down-downs commenced shortly thereafter – Dances and PP drank for being lousy hares, Early- and Late-Arriving Bastards drank, as did FRB, DFL, Cums Latelys – the whole routine.
All in all it was a day filled with great weather, nice trails all to ourselves, a respectable but modest distance run, plenty of beer and snacks for all, and a *nice* relaxed hash. Wait, did I say nice?!
Sorry the rest of you missed it!
On-on,
-Dances With Head