Michigan Ex-Pat Run -- In Search of Good Beer

Run Number: 1265

Hares: Will He Peter, Hershey Highway, EZ Fag, Barbie and Choo Choo

Date: December 29, 2002

Venue: Northwest Houston

The Trail:

In an effort to save face from last year's Worst Run win, the Michiganders of H4 warned us that we would need flashlights on this trail. Hmmmmmm, this could only mean traversing an aqueduct or something.

The pack takes off, and coming upon a check at a ditch, nearly everyone takes off under the bridge, only to find a back check. The slower runners take off in the opposite direction, seeing the pack coming back, and SARAN CRAP finds trail along a street. The pack ran through a subdivision, then came upon a check at a bridge. Trail could go anywhere! Did it go through the subdivision? No! How about the golf course in the making? No! It ultimately went through the ditch to the left of the check.

The pack comes to a check where there was the aqueduct many suspected was the reason for the flashlights. ROLLER BALLS, PEE WEE, and FRENCH DRIP take off into the aqueduct with their flashlights lighting the way, except for the errant glow sticks set there by the hares. STINKY, BLUE BALLS, SPERMINATOR, TOOL BOX and I ran on top of the aqueduct, hoping to find where it returned to above ground, and we would pick up trail from there. We periodically checked with the below ground runners, who assured us they were on trail, however, it turned out that the aqueduct was a false trail, so we crossed to the other side of 290 in search of trail.

The Budweiser distributor beckoned us -- could trail end in the shadows of Busch? At that point, PINEAPPLE drove by in his truck and told us where the end was. That's good and bad, in that we want to do true trail, but not seeing any flour, were more than happy to run straight to the high school were the trail ended.

EARGASM and I ran basically a straight shot to the high school, where we met up with the rest of the pack.

The Circle:

SUCH A PUSS acted as RA since PIPES was not there, and with about 80 people, it was a rowdy circle. One notable thing from the circle is that we said goodbye to one of our Hash Cashes, CUMMI BEAR, who is leaving to go to Amsterdam for about a year. We'll miss ya, CUMMI BEAR!

There were several visitors at this trail. SHE MUSSEL BITCH AND TRY A FUCK were in from Austin, and WHIRLY BOY, and ex-Houston Hasher, now hashing in Virginia, was also in town for the holidays.

Great circle, SUCH A PUSS!

The hares made some excellent chili, which of course, brought on a discussion of whether chili should have beans, or rice, or whatever in it, and still be able to call it chili. I, for one, don't care. If someone goes through the trouble to make enough chili to feed this pack (several times, in fact), then they can put anything they want in their chili. It was really good.

Write up by: Rain Bitch