IH3 Trail #498

So here I sit, trying to get started on writing this rehash I said I would write. I usually don’t have trouble with this…

But this week it feels different… I HAVEN’T HAD A BEER FOR NEARLY A MONTH!!! I guess that could be it…

Anywho, I am going to try to do this… sober.

Last Sunday Just Joel and some other wanker (couldn’t be spike) set us a trail that started from A-Lot on the Cornell campus. Ball Wrinkle was there, as were Just Steve and Just Nancy, Toby (Pooch) was there, and managed to get all wet and stinky with no water in sight (those Labs are good at finding the wet stuff). We also had a Virgin who had never heard of hashing until recently, and found us by looking on google for stuff to do in Ithaca. We called him Just Brian. We waited around for Dances, or Toothy (with Just Ardis in stroller) who were both rumored to be planning to attend. Then we decided to use small hash guidelines (NO RULES) for checks, 3 hashers would do for the day… and we set off.

After much searching for the initial true trail, we found trail heading off through north campus… Lots of misdirection on this hash as we made our way over to lake Beebe, using a fairly large amount of pavement, so that any hashers pushing a stroller could run the trail. When we got to lake Beebe we hit a T-E split. It was treated as a Toothy-Everyone else split, as the T trail was stroller friendly, and the E was not. On the other side of the lake the trails joined, and we went zigging and zagging through the main part of campus, going past the Big Red Barn and solving a difficult check by going through Goldwin Smith Hall… Eventually we made our way down to stewart ave, and into Cayuga Heights. We weaved through streets that were obviously built long before cars traveled the neighborhood to the north of Cornell, and came upon an instruction scrawled out in hash chalk on the street“Stop Drop Roll”, so some us did so, and soon we were at a hash rest, Behind Spike and Just Joel’s old frat house.

I consumed the only item at the hash rest my doctor has not prohibited me from having, water… The rest of the hash enjoyed some cheap ass beer and pretzels. We learned that Just Brian is new to the Ithaca area, brought here by work, having recently graduated from RIT where he studied video game design. The fact that this hash had a high nerd (engineer/scientist/computer person) attendance was also noted.

After Toby and Just Joel played some fetch, we were off again, weaving through the Heights. We were going down hill though, even though we had already run quite far, and the A-Lot was up the hill… At the lowest point of the hash, I stumbled upon a R8 (that is spike-ese for Back Check 8). After some more running, and pausing on the play ground at that school in cayuga heights, we cut through a small patch or forest and came out into the Frisbee golf course next to A-Lot, and held circle back at the cars.

Ball Wrinkle officiated our ceremonies. We made sure that everyone got at least one down-down, except for J.Steve and J.Nancy who had to depart early. I ate some rice cakes that were provided since it was known that I would be at the hash, and can’t eat anything that is fun to eat. I did water down-downs, but perhaps a rice cake down-down would have been more in the spirit of punishment… Anyway, as it was getting rather dark, and cold, and Bride of Bürpenstain expected me at home for dinner, I left while Just Brian, Just Joel, Spike and Ball Wrinkle continued to hangout and drink cheap beer…

On-drinking again in less than 24 hours,
Bürpy