Hare: Geek

Campout weekend…..a time I’ve been looking forward to, but with some dread! Would we, Mismanagement that is, manage to live up to everyone’s expectations and put on a fun campout weekend? Getting set up the weekend before, I felt better knowing that we had a lot done. Other than picking up the tasty beer and food, it was all easy things left to do the Friday we started the campout! Of course, nothing ever goes as planned…..but I still declare at the beginning of this hash trash that this campout was….KICK A$$!!

We began the first day of the campout by getting the showers finished and up, unloading food, beer, more food, more beer, cold ice, etc! Hashers started to slowly show up and get their gear set up. After I got all my junk unloaded and up, I walked from the camping area to the “entertainment” area. Passing this HUGE house of a tent….Really? F*CK!! And Beat My Meat were standing outside. Okay, so they like their space! They had Tiki torches, tables and chairs, the whole nine yards! It was like a freaking mini-palace! Is this camping??

So back to the main tent I went to sit down, cool off, talk to friends and having my first of many beers for the day. As out of towners arrived, we all went crazy hugging and kissing each other! As we sat around enjoying our cold St. Arnold’s Amber and Lone Star beers, we finally see Geek coming around the corner from laying the Friday afternoon trail. Arrrrggg….Geek need food….Geek hungry…..Geek need drink….Geek need shower!! Arrrrggg!!! (Yes, you had to be there to understand it!)

Around 5p.m. or so…..we are talking hash time people……the group that was there assembled at the main tent to be directed by our Hare Geek regarding the trail. Several of us just didn’t feel the need to run, so we grabbed our drinking vessels, filled them with our favorite beer, and off we went to walk the trail!

Trail went through the camping area, around the pond, and into a big grassy field (with those wicked spear grass EVERYWHERE!). We came to a check at a barb wired fence that led to shiggy. Some hashers decided to “zen” the trail (me included), and took the long way around the somewhat dense shiggy. Baby G, Xena The Princess Warrior, and myself decided to take it to a jog to get around the field quicker. Next thing I knew, I was very much aware of where we were! Last years campsite from TXIH!! Immediately I knew where trail would pick back up on the dirt road, and sure enough, there were the marks. So down the dirt road we went and back into camp roughly 20-30 minutes later!

The first official circle of the Houston 30th Anniversary Campout got started by our RA Mama’s Boy. All the visitors were called into the circle. As each city that was represented told us their names, they were made to sing a song for us. Of course when our dear friends from Austin came into the circle, we just had to sing “We no like the Austin Hashers”! Accusations went from stupid to extremely stupid and we got back to the matter at hand….having fun at the campout!

Menage Myself whipped out the food for dinner, tasty deli sandwiches with all the fixins and chips to munch on. McPisser was seen (pretty much all weekend) sitting at a table playing chess while others were having fun getting to know each other. Eventually, Xena was heard yelling “Tippy Cup!!” and numerous of us formed teams!

For the next several hours, most hashers were found around the Tippy Cup table laughing at those of us having a serious competition! There was much “boob bumping” by certain Harriette’s (no names mentioned to protect our identity…he he), much taunting by all, and much kicking ass by certain teams! I do recall seeing a bra on Ffgawai’s head! Hey Ffgawai, welcome to Houston!

We eventually wrapped up our Tippy Cup game and went to the campfire where there was MUCH fun to be had at the expense of Xena! He eventually passed out sitting upright in his camp chair and Sharpie pens came out quickly! Xena was properly abused (see pictures from the campout) by several markings ALL over his body! Even his bald spot had an 8 Ball on it! After the fun of abusing Xena wore off, many of us were seen stumbling back to our tents.

Your scribe enjoyed a very peaceful (thanks to ear plugs) sleep and woke up feeling like CRAP the next day. See Snatcha’s write-up for Saturday’s event! Being it was her birthday, it’s only right to let her share the events of that day! And it was a FUN one!!

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