 
Sumpyton provided the RA bafflegab (anyone for subtitles one of these weeks???) with introduction of the Harriers, the Hares
(Slow Cooker and My Cock’s A
Fallen) and the two visitors. MCAF gave the guide to markings in much plainer language than we had heard to that point, for which many thanks.
The On-On was called and we made our way eastward on Richardson for what looked to be a familiar in-city run in the making. The runners vanished around their corners, and the walkers turned north a few blocks along the way. Eventually Oak Bay beckoned with its glories and signage and temptations to stop and munch or guzzle (particularly at the pubs), but we pressed onwards - ever onwards. Then onto Foul Bay and thence Fairfield towards the beer check.
The BC was staged at the residence of Longest
Member, and LM’s other half regaled us with tales of yesteryear pending the arrival of the runners, who MUST HAVE TAKEN a long cut en route. Graciously, several beer were kept for their presence, and much camaraderie ensued.
Bowing to the inevitable, the Harriers set off for the end of the trail and most got there before 5 pm. Ever gracious, Slow Cooker invited all comers indoors for the Circle and On Afters, despite the presence of many shiggy-covered sneakers. By then, a few non-runners had also appeared and joined in the “celebration”.
Sumpyton resumed his RA role and called in the Hares for “recognition” of their toils and whatever. Next,
Stoolie was hailed for his ability to run straight, missing checks and obvious new trail markings. Slow Cooker charged MCAF with “obsessive fitness” after doing ten kms in the morning and then helping set the trail AND going around again. The new runners -
Laverne and John – were recognized and inaugurated after their required jokes - welcome aboard !!
Beaver Fever distributed favours for Valentines, and sought hugs from each of the “fairer” Hashers.
Wrong Way was noted for a deed for which my writing defies interpretation.
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Moving upwards from SC’s sumptuous basement playroom, we dove into her finest buffet offerings of burritos, brown rice and coleslaw - ALL VERY GOOD - so much so that many went back for subsequent extra helpings (NO SURPRISE !) . Many thanks to Slow Cooker for a wonderful evening - and a good run too.
On-On
Frontal Lobotomy.
(A.K.A. GROG!)
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