ReHash #377

Here it is: the re-hash…

It was a beautiful, warm and muggy Sunday afternoon and the hashers had amassed for what would become yet another shitty hash, complete with lots of water and Cargill employees.

The weather and the veteran hares made a large number of hashers cum. These included some visitors, two virgins (Just Drew and Just Jenna) and a bunch of Ithaca Wanks. The hares Swings Low, Dances with Head and Hung Man set a course. ButtFloss gave us the chalk talk and a glorious view of his floss and then happily we were off, searching for flour. We found it, and it lead us directly into the largest patch of poison ivy, ever. The course continued over the river and through the woods to the Cayuga Crushed Rock quarry. The trail continued down cliffs of rock schaff to the first of the hash rests. At this hash rest there was a definite lack of beer but it was still worth while.
Then we were off, searching for flour once again, apparently most of the hashers were blind as they all had past by a huge X. The trail continued on the opposite side of the quarry up a hill and under the conveyor belt we went.
The course continued down some dead end road that went by the Cargill salt mine. Then the trail lead us once again into the woods. After winding around some excitingly treacherous cliffs we descended into the creek bed. This was to the delight of many a hasher who promptly wetted both feet and body, and Aah, Yes lips with the beer of the second hash rest.
Once again the search for flour continued… and we followed the marks up-stream.

ButtFloss found it necissary to be sure that Vern’s Bitch was plenty wet, so in the drink she went with a splash.

It is important to note that Road Kill got his feet wet! while Half-Monty resisted the urge. After much a stream hike, we came to a beautiful waterfall. At the falls we had the third and final hash rest and lots of BEER! Several "eagle" hashers (SkyWacker, Broken Pole and Scooby Snatch) found their way to the top of the falls and we never saw some of them again… good to hear you all made it! Thanks for the addendum… Anyhow, The rest of us turkeys, just played and swam in the water fall below.
Once again back to the trail… We clambered up some hill, Women There? tried to avoid eye contact with Butt-floss’s Floss.

We made it to the top and went across a field and got to some road, Some hashers, went left on a "false trail" toward the cars, Meanwhile, other hashers actually followed the trail and followed a beautifully auto-hashed trail. Then eventually and Finally the ON-IN….
It was at the On-In that some of us learned about the encounters with Cargill Employees… Apparently these men in trucks asked some very difficult questions, including: Why are you wet? Did you go through there? But once again, the hashers escaped unscathed…

ButtFloss began the ceremonies in the usual fashion by having the hares drink for setting such a sucky trail. Then the virgins: Just Drew and Just Jenna got to drink, Verns Bitch and Road Kill made them cum. Several cums latelies got to drink too, including Trojan, Titty Twister, Road Kill. There was much discussion and excitement about the weekend to cum.

Thanks to the hares it was a great time…
ON-ON!
Titty Twister

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WARNING – Long Re-hash Addendum!

"Andy, you don’t need to do this." The words had been uttered, but they didn’t seem to mean much.

The intent of the Back Check point was clear, but instead of GAZING at the spectacular waterfall, three in the group looked at this as a great opportunity to CLIMB a spectacular waterfall.

Not appearing to hesitate in the slightest, Skywacker headed towards the frothy section and was quickly up to his waist in water. However, it didn’t slow him down much. In a second he was well into the tough part and being drenched from above. Then he appeared to try out a couple of hand holds and quickly forced his way through the downpour. On the other side of the fall there was another 10 ft scramble that didn’t look too inviting, but he made quick work of it too. Then there he stood at the top, smiling down on the rest of the hashers below.

After witnessing Skywacker’s success, Scooby Snatch and Broken Pole began maneuvering into position to climb. Broken Pole slipped a bit, but Scooby moved quickly to keep him from falling. Seeing that Skywacker had been able to make it up the falls, the two of them knew it was doable. Then Scooby Snatch plunged right in. After a few less-than-poetic moves on the slippery rock, he too stood atop the falls in amazement. Not more than a minute later Broken Pole emerged at the top and the three of them looked around in awe, energized by the experience. High-fives were exchanged among the three in the excitement. All of them were psyched to have beaten the falls.

They jogged around a bit and Skywacker remarked, "This looks like something out of a Hallmark card." Then there was a quick dialog with Spike who appeared to have ascended the falls as well. The three exuberant hashers then headed off on their own adventure.

They knew that they weren’t headed in the direction of the cars, and it might be challenging making their way back, but they didn’t mind. The scenery was incredible, and on a hot day running through the middle of a pristene stream, continuing on seemed a lot more appealing than seeing the trail end too quickly.

The three of them bounded on up the slate-bottomed stream carefully picking their steps to avoid slipping on the algae covered rock below. This went on for a good 20 minutes or so. Then the bed of the stream turned to rocks and they began picking lines through the challenging terrain, barely slowing down at all. There were a couple of downed trees in the pacth, Skywacker seemed delighted as he scraped under them. Broken Pole hopped over a couple of them. Scooby, having a smaller frame, actually limboed under one of them.

Then there was a little discussion of logic… They had to figure out how to get back to the cars. The trio decided that they would follow the stream to a road and then reconoiter from there. One problem…. the stream split. They were far enough out that they decided it’d be a good idea to aim towards the cars so they headed up a scant tributary to the left of the rill. The stream was pretty small, gorged with downed trees and other debris, so they found themselves departing from it at times to find better routes. Then they hit the motherload! Here was another waterfall, but this one was 60-80 feet tall and covered with moss and other challenges.

The three of them looked at it for a minute or two then Skywacker tossed his bandana to Scooby Snatch and headed up the right side of the mess. A minute later Broken Pole headed up the left side and started crossing over to where Skywacker was. Scooby Snatch started up too, but being a young pup and wary of such dangers he immediately opted out and started climbing the slippery soil embankment, as opposed to the rock face. For the next 10 or 15 minutes there was an exchange of dialogue as Broken Pole and Skywacker continued on their route. Broken Pole started talking about the possibility of feeding tubes, in the event that death would come slowly, should they fall. Skywacker didn’t find this to be too encouraging. Scooby was having a tough time as well. The hillside gave-out and he found himself clutching to roots while navigating the embankment.

Another 10 minutes passed and a muddied Scooby made it to the top, trotting around to wash himself off in the stream. Then as he climbed up out of the stream bed, Broken Pole emerged from a chute just to the right of the water. Apparently he had managed to use his skills to shimmy up through the cracks in the rock and take a direct route to the top. The two of them now looked around for Skywacker, calling his name and looking for a respose. He was not easily found. Five minutes later he responded from a completely different direction. He originally was heading up Broken Pole’s route, but when his hand hold gave way without warning, he decided it would be better to alter his route. Thus he avoided peril, ensuring that he would make it to the Hash Weekend in one piece.

After scouting around at the top a bit, our fearless trio found themselves in a field between some houses. Not wishing to disturb anyone, they headed through the field until they came up on 34. After a minute they were back up to speed, barreling down 34 to 34B. They looked down as they were running and, believe it or not, they saw what appeared to be flour. ON-ON they shouted! For a second there they thought they had miraculously hit trail once again. Unfourtunately it was just a freak marking of some sort. A mile or so down the road and they finally made it back to the cars…..

As they were pulling in, an interesting fellow in a pickup says to them, "Too out of breath to talk to me?" Skywacker takes the lead speaking to the fellow. Apparently the man found chalk marks across his property and wasn’t too pleased about it. "Who organizes this thing?" the stranger says.

"Nobody. It’s a spontaneous collective activity."

"Do you have a web-site? Who leads this thing?"

"No one. Its a Spontaneous Out-Burst of Running." (S.O.B.R , yeah right!)

"But someone puts flour on the ground. Who does that?"

"I can’t tell you sir."

With that, the fellow indicated that he could do it "the tough way" and he had our plate numbers. He departed. And accordingly, the trio decided it was time for them to depart as well. So, they stopped at a tavern just down the road for a quick drink. They fondly recalled their adventure over a beverage before going their separate ways.

Many thanks to the Hares! My best hashing experience yet!

ON-ON!

-Scooby Snatch

P.S. Where’s the rehash that this is supposed to be an addendum to?