Still distracted by the good weather, it took some effort to move the pack out of their sun tanning mode to find the trail. But find it they did, and the runners and walkers diverged. A pleasant bit of street running was followed by an even more pleasant trek around the golf course chip trail, marked only by a bit of grumbling about the lack of checks. HARUMPHHHHH !!!! And it was heard from BOTH runners and walkers !!!! They would get their comeuppances later…
Finally breaking free of the golf course chip trail, we descended to an amiable and warming GROG ! check at the residence of a Hare’s daughter. Only one runner declined the magic elixir in favour of a standard beer, but the others DRAINED the jug of GROG ! – a magic concoction for all seasons and all takers. Recipe available on request…
From that halt, the trail wandered away into the residential hills with at least one clever uphill false trail to bunch up the runners. All this led eventually to the beer check at a fine park, where the golden fluid further raised individual outlooks, and inspired a fine sprint back to the trail’s end and the circle.
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Reflecting on the fine (if not absolutely EXCELLENT) trails, the ORA called in the Hares for their recognition and frantic expressions of PRAISE for a job well done with GREAT elan. The ORA - lacking a list - had to summon advice from the circle on the next steps. These emerged as D-Ds for
Stoolie and Little Blow Peep for engaging in un-Hash-like activities - “This is NOT a debating society” or words to that effect. Remarks were also made that this is a Hash, NOT a marathon (so STOP flaunting inappropriate gear, please).
Double Hump was summoned for finding the only shiggy on trail. The virgin entered the circle and told his Kermit joke and was DD’d for his efforts. Shiggy Style and
My Cock’s A Fallen did their DDs for an (unreadable) error of judgement. Next,
Squeaky was charged with “sitting” at the circle, and
Cinderella was charged with whining on trail about BOTH the GROG ! check AND the beer check. And finally,
Hi Beams, Digger and
Banged Up Between were DDd for deeds which your Scribe could no longer write legibly (please pardon….).
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Lots of the Hashers made their way to the On-Afters at Redd’s for a proper social gathering, and the “usual topics” prevailed in discussions.
A fine run and walk, set with STYLE by a clutch of new and experienced Hares - WELL DONE (even if I do say so myself..!!!!!!!).
On-On
Frontal Lobotomy.
(A.K.A. GROG!)
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With Hares Cock
Killer, Deepshit and GROG ! (aka Frontal
Lobotomy) to the fore, the rabble washed in for the run circa 3:40 pm - “only ten minutes” late. Surprised by that development, we assembled and remarked on the WONDERFUL SUNSHINE, warm temps, nice flowers, gentle warm breezes and other favourable omens that presaged spring and a MAGNIFICENT RUN !!!!!
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