A Drinking Club with a Running Problem
Hartung-Boothroyd Observatory Hash
Alrighty people, well the Hash dawned cold, and clusters of people huddled around the peak of Mt. Pleasant waiting for the clock to strike HASH. Eventually everyone arrived….well almost everyone on
time, some were to join late. We all moved out like a giant paper snake, stretching out into the distance before the tail even realized we had started.
A large group of gimps was represented but surprisingly the gimpy bridesmaid ended up a FRB. The trail started off through a nice little boggy stretch that quickly soaked thorough the warm and dry footware of the unsuspecting. The trail went down and down to find some BEER. Then managed to go Much farther UP and UP then seemed possible for how far down we went. Another freezing BN later where people clustered together for warmth and Charley the Dog got carried around on MOWs back to confuse the dogs who where fighting. A brief Hash Pic and we where on our way again.
Emerging from the woods the next peak down from the observatory. We crossed a few fields and climbed yet another Hill to the frigid cars. Everyone…well almost everyone then migrated over to Toothy’s house for circle, the usual debauching occurred and Jiff was presented with her MUG… finally. And after being accused of cuteness on trail, yours truly, was sent out of circle… and away from the nice warm fire I might add. I returned and managed to get my mouth shut and hand over my sacred plastic cup of beer in time to not have either fill up with aerosolized back wash, and receive the dubious but
honorable name of Cold Cocked. Circle ended in good order….if rather a little smelling of stale beer, we we dispersed to the four winds.
on cold on… is it summer yet?
Cold Cocked