Attention Hashers and Harrierettes!
In the woods and fields of the Fingering Lakes, myths and legends abound. But no tale is so terrifying and persistent as that of the BARE WITCH. They say flashes of her bare skin can be glimpsed bouncing and bounding through the forest. ‘Tis said she is oft trailed by a raucous coven of wizardy wankers. Her cackle can be heard for miles around. She is ever eager to lead impressionable Justs and Virgins astray. Beware her hairy tail and her false trails! Join her circle at 1:69 pm on the Burnt Hill Trail Head off Picnic Area Road, in the middle of the National Forest.