Hare: Cummi Bear
As I headed to Memorial Park, the starting location of today’s run, it looked to be an overcast, relatively cool day given it’s the middle of August. I looked overhead shortly after arriving and realized it was going to be a WET one! About 4 p.m., the rain gods leashed a torrential downpour on some very happy hashers!
Cummi Bear, our hare for the day, stood under the tree with the hounds that arrived early and they soon decided to get the run going before all the hash marks were wiped away. Thankfully, Cummi Bear mixed some orange and yellow confetti with the flour, obviously anticipating rain. As McPisser later said, “all hares should be so smart!”
As I wasn’t able to do trail, the following must be credited to Rain Bitch and these are her words regarding trail:
Having been given an idea of where the end was, WILL HE PETER, RUBBIN’ and I took off through the Rice Military neighborhood near Happy Meal Park, deciding to look for the pedestrian bridge that crossed I-10. Along the way, we hear “On On!” near the railroad tracks at T.C. Jester, crossed them, and caught up with several hashers, including LOW PROFILE and HIND LEGS
The pack I was with headed for the big gully that went under T. C. Jester, but then ran in the neighborhood between the gully and I-10. I believe LOW PROFILE went a different direction because he found some paper confetti (which we didn’t see).
Upon arriving at Shephard and Durham, WILL HE PETER, RUBBIN, HIND LEGS and myself crossed the bridge and went to the other side of the big gully, and began running. Lo and behold, there was some yellow and orange confetti! We were on trail again! On! On! Trail continued along the gully until a warehouse neighborhood where we ran into some of the early pack that took off. Here’s to the short cut that pays off!
From the warehouse we get into some glorious woods. STEPS IN SHIT joined us as we ran in the woods, ultimately slipping and sliding down the muddy little hills. Great fun, and we all had brown butts after that!
From the woods we end up back on the big gully, ran along it for a while, then back into the woods. There was a trail in the woods that we followed, then into the bamboo thicket. At some point in the thicket, we see “BN”, and there was much rejoicing! To our dismay as we exit the woods, there was no beer.
As it turned out, CUMMI BEAR moved the end of the run to under the Shepherd Street Bridge due to inclement weather. PP set the trail from the original ending to the new ending.
Although I always assume I am DFL, I blew my whistle anyway when I’d see flour. SARAN CRAP, LITTLE PUSSY and a few others heard my whistle, and catch up with me on trail, only to pass me up when they see the beer at the end of the old railroad tracks under Shepherd Street Bridge.”
Thanks to Rain Bitch for the detail of trail!
The circle was especially boisterous today! McPisser immediately called on our RA and asked him where our beloved Coney was now that he has been returned from the San Antonio H3. He was even still sporting his lovely orange toenails with a Coney face on them in honor of him. Mamma’s Boy had to admit, he had no idea! DRINK!
Mamma’s Boy was overheard bribing anyone who knew of information as to the whereabouts of Coney, with beer. Shuttlecock immediately (now there’s a shocker) gave up Heartache as the guilty party for stealing Coney from the RA! To add to Coney’s dramatic lifespan, H’ache announced that Coney was in a suitcase on its way to Abu Dhabi! The plot of Coney thickens!
Grind Slut was soon called into the circle for acts becoming of curmudgeons. When questioned as to where he learned such behavior, he called on his “DAD”…. Heartache!
After many more accusations, and what I would declare (as well as Mamma’s Boy did in my car later) a VERY successful circle and his best yet!! The beer flowed quickly as well as the accusations and next thing we know, Cummi Bear was announcing the ON ON ON to be at the Velvet Lounge.
Way to step up at the last minute CB and have what many are declaring as “Trail of the Year!”