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The Hash that almost wasn't

After almost two weeks of daily solicitation for hares it looked like the November 14th hash wasn't going to happen. It seems that the much anticpated Space City Hash campout had succeeded in sucking away a good percentage of the Houston Hash. At the last minute Geek and The stepped forward and agreed to lay the trail. Sure they had to make sacrafices. Geek missed ????. The run, which had been billed as the high sock variety, started at the intersection of Westheimer and Highway 6 within eyesight of Houston's shiggy mecca, the Addicks reservoir. At around 3:45 the run got underway.

The hares pointed us to the first on mark to the east. Of course, the trail had to eventually turn around so we could get into the reservoir. After runing through a couple of fields, the trail hit a creek and made the turn towards Addicks that we we're expecting. At the same time I could hear Dickhead yelling on in the opposite direction but ignored him, assuming he was either lying or running a false. In the meantime, Keezer the Sleezer had found a backcheck up at Highway 6. I wasn't going to turn around, so I decided to try to parallel. I never saw trail again. Myself and Muscle Phahrt ran along the highway for about a mile until we came to the first road that headed back east which we turned down. After running another mile down that road we began hearing the pack in the woods to our left