Scribe: Limp Noodle
Opening Statements:
The Will-He-Model Run? Boy it’s fun combining hash names. And the answer to that question is -hopefully he won’t.
The Start:
Rolll Model’s house, north of the Woodlands (close to Dallas I think). Well worth the drive to run in virgin shiggy (at least I had never run there before); although I learned several other runs had used some of this territory in the past several years including Rolll Model’s run last summer. And speaking of summer, it felt like it at over 80 deg. – probably a record high for Feb.
There was cold beer to drink before the run, hash cash to pay, and another excellent hash trash to read. Will-He Peter gave trail instructions: trail laid in flour and TP, and a warning to Geek not to get off trail (Ha, that does about as much good as telling a teenage boy not to masturbate). An odd request was then made; the FRB’s were asked to wait at a check marked with a "T" even though there would be no beer there. "Sure we will" replied potential FRB’s. Hooter Bill said nothing. The pack was sent off just after 3:30 straight into the shiggy….
…..Glorious Glorious Shiggy
(sing to the tune of the Beverly Hillbillies)
Well, we bushwhacked through the thicket and we ran some cycle trails
To a check in a road where the hounds scratched their heads
But then when the FRB’s found some TP
"On-On" was called and it was in the shiggy
East Texas Canopy that is…pine trees,…scratches below yer knees
OK, enough singing already!
The canopy was nice providing scenery and shade, and it was relatively hazard free that is if you could avoid the green briars which were nasty enough to make the barefoot running Sinbad flinch.
ON ON Down by the River…
The trail broke from the thicket to the San Jacinto River and started paralleling the river heading southeasterly to the 242 bridge and the end. The run along the river was real scenic (good job Hares) and fast paced with the FRB’s getting a big lead on the pack. The dry "shoe sucking" sand, river bank climbing, and warm sunny conditions made it a challenging run. At the end the FRB’s (Wee Willie Wanker, P.P.,Grind Slut, Ass Grabber, and me) had a beer, posed for a FRB picture, and then hit the cool river water as the pack started to filter in. It was a great scene; too bad if you missed this one.
The Circle
Boy George broke out of jail so he wouldn’t miss another circle (good to have you back George). And a lively circle it was. Some local girl stood in for Rolll Model- who was looking for her dogs. The girl also did a new boot down-down and eventually ended up passed out on the sandy ground (ask Nippstik for the picture). Nippstik passed the Bonehead award on to Half Moon for collecting toilet paper trail markings on trail. A bag of ice was used for icing the hares and others, a technique usually reserved for special events. The accusations portion was cut short when the keg died.
The On On On…
…Was switched to Roll Model’s house when nobody could understand her directions to the on on on bar. Once there, hashers greeted Geek, who obviously hadn’t take Will-He-Peter’s advice. Apparently Rolll Model’s roomate was not ready to deal with the hash, so everyone was directed to a bar down the road called Teas. Teas, caught under-staffed, was not ready to deal with the hash either and, as a result, there was a pretty long wait to get a beer. Eventually everything settled down and hashing ways persevered.
Very scenic, fun trail and good circle, thanks Hares
ON ON