IH3 Trail #468

Report for Hash #468

Hare–Ballwrinkle along with dogs Puker and Poke-a-snatch (see below)
Hounds–Toothylunker, Floss, LOA, Cocksmith, Dances with Head, and PussyPong with dogs MaxiPad, Tala and Arlo

Theme of the hash–Never let BW hare alone again! Or as an alternative, never take your eyes off the hare. Why you ask. Because this hare was sneaky, which the hounds learned right off the bat when it took us at least 5 minutes to find true trail. Also we were told that this would be a short trail, which it was not. Although we did make it a little longer ourselves, which brings us to another lesson learned on this hash, never follow Dances! What were we thinking!

I am getting ahead of myself. Here is what happened. We were told from our hare that the trail would be short as he forgot to switch his GPS system from Japan time to USA time. As a result he quit laying trail an hour before he had to. After a very brief chalk talk, we were off. Or that is what we thought not once but twice. We learned right off the bat that this hare can not count. Finally we found true trail and we were off into some pretty woods. However it took us awhile to realize that the hare did not join us. This would not have been much of a problem except that we somehow ended up way behind Dances on a dirt road section. As we were trotting down the road hoping to get back into the woods the sharp eye of Floss detected flour leading up off the road. But why was Dances so far down the road ahead of us still? As we stood there puzzled Dances yells back, "I am on, I am on". Well, we assume the trail must just pop back out onto the road down there so we all run down to Dances. When we meet up we discover that Dances did not know the difference between white paint on trees from white flour on trees, so back up to the true trail we went. It was nice to be in the woods and finally at another road crossing we met up with our hare. We quickly lost him again as the rest of us trotted down a beautiful section of trail just to find a YBF. We proved to be very good hounds and continued to do all BW’s long false trails. We had a little more trail sections and than off into the woods we went again. Now, thus far I was pretty impressed that a GPS trail could follow such nice open terrain. This impression soon ended as we had to clamor through a large blow down. We learned later that our hare nutted himself previously here. We finally came upon a BN and wonderful beer was consumed. I guess we were enjoying the stop too much as BW had to prod us to start moving again. Luckily it was a nice road section back to the on-in. There BW had quite the spread of goodies and we finally got a fire going.

While the numbers were low for this hash the down downs went on and on. Here is what I remember:

–hare drank
–non-dog owners Dances and PP drank
–Murky moment went to Floss and LOA
–LOA drank for being a super hare this summer, setting 5 hashes straight. BW had the bright idea that anyone who co-hared with her should drink, not remembering that this included himself. So BW, myself and Floss joined her
–BW and Dances drank for forgotten mugs
–Hash crash-myself for losing a shoe in the muck and BW for nutting himself and falling another time while setting
–BW drank for GPS’ing
–cum lately drinkers were myself, LOA, Floss and BW
–Trial kindness to Floss for carrying cocksmith across a stream
–BW, myself and cocksmith drank because those behind us noticed how BW handed off his bag of flour and pail of beer to us while we were walking up the final hill to the on-in.
–cocksmith prematurely drank for dry lips before she drank for everything else
–cocksmith did an up-up for turning 30! Now this was the most interesting up-up I have seen thanks to Floss. Hopefully pictures will follow showing what I mean. Word from Cocksmith, Floss is great with his tongue.
–BW drank for the naming of his dog Parker John who shall now be known as Poke-a-snatch. Ladies let this name be a warning to you.

Here are a few down downs that should have happened but didn’t: Dances for leading the other hounds astray and Floss for putting the remainder of the hot dogs at canine level. It was reported that Poke-a-Snatch was the lucky dog to eat them.

Happy Happy On On, Toothy