A Drinking Club with a Running Problem
Re-hash of the September 10th, 2001 Ithaca H3 — Analversery of Little Oral Annie’s and Releash Me’s naming! So, in the spirit of their naming, they were our co-hares for the day. Low and behold, however, the hares had difficulty in even making it to the Finger Lakes Nat’l Forest to set trail. As the alleged story goes, RM was following LOA to the site, and was distracted by the sites of all the cows (I’m sure we could all think of a joke about why) and ended up causing an accident of some sort. So, the stranded co-hares called Butt Floss up and begged him to cum rescue their stranded asses. Somewhere along the way, Floss and women managed to run into some cops and get a flat tire, as well. Talk about trouble even getting to the Hash!
So with all these detours LOA and RM had just getting to the Hash, you can imagine that they were just a little behind in laying trail when the multitude of hashers began arriving. We had a few virgins joining usä namely Just Michelle, Just Debbie, and Just Joe (and even a virgin dog: HDT’s dog, which was overly groomed for a hashä I’m not going to even try spelling his name). After waiting quite a while at the meeting site, RM appeared with Nigel and a bag of twix for hungry hashers, and some time after that, LOA and Floss appeared from a very murky moment, with LOA covered in flourä
Eventually things got started, however, and all we started sniffing for flour. Right away, we found two false trails, a BC7 and a BC8, and I managed to have the first hash crash of the day, when either toby or nigel took me out and I went flying. So after a bit of searching, we all finally found the true trail, which lead us through the woods for some ways, and came out into a cow pasture. Here the trail was complete with flour marks on top of some of the many smelly manure patties. In the middle of the pasture was a hash rest complete with Milwaukee’s Best Light. RM and Forest Hump put on a show for us all, with a wrestling match and rolling around in cow manure, and some of the dogs tried taking on one or two of the herd of cows that came over near us (they probably smelled the beer). After we drank all the beer there, we returned to the trail. It lead back into the woods where a small group got lost briefly in the shiggy, and on to a hash rest along side a small pond, where no beer could be found and the dogs went swimming in the muddy waterä HDT’s dog was especially filthy, being covered with mud on its underside. Back to the trail, the hashers trudged along wondering what the surprise would be that RM and LOA had mentioned there would be. The surprise turned out to be a shot stop and followed by a beer nearä RM broke out a bottle of peach schnapps and shot glasses for everyone who passed the shot stop, with many people doing seconds on the shots before grabbing some Milwaukee’s Best. Then we began a long, steep uphill portion of the trail that lead us to the ON-IN, where our friends the cows found us againä I think they were pretty disappointed we didn’t give them beer, but we barely had enough for ourselves due to the large number of hashers that we had. Hungman, Inspector Speculum and Roadkill bobbitted the trail, joining us for fun, down-downs, and snacks. Forest Hump received the Klutz/Running award for the second hash in a rowä he FRB’ed the majority of the trail again, and was a mess thanks to the cow-pie wrestling (not to mention last time he dropped, broke, and lost the award which RM found and returned to him). Hash crashes included myself, Switch Hitter, and another (I’m getting forgetful now). Virgins drank, as did hares, and our favorite couple for their murky moment (LOA and Floss). Just Chandra did a side-side to celebrate her birthday, and LOA also, even though her’s was a month or so ago. After that, accusations had to be cut short due to lack of beer for down-downs, and we began to snack on chips, hotdogs and burgers. Inspector Speculum brought along his glow-wire for jump-roping as it turned dark outä we definitely should have started more co-ed naked jump-roping with that. And lastly, but certainly not least, we all did our best to wish RM good luck and best wishesä quite a memorable time for her last hash with Ithaca H3 before getting hitched and moving to Cleveland. Best of luck to you and Kevin, RM!!! Hopefully we’ll get to see you again at the Cleveland or Erie hash weekends!
Well, that’s about it… any corrections or additions?
On-On,
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