HASH HISTORY - RUN #1545 - Ready's Easter Egg Hunt
Reminiscent of the World War II phrase, "Roger-Wilco," READY and WILL HO co-hared the Easter Egg Hunt Run that started in the Village of Oregon. The sky was overcast and gray, and there were storm warnings so everyone was dressed for the impending downpour. As promised, the first order of events was to hunt for 42 hidden plastic Easter Eggs, most of which contained either a jello-shot or mini-liquor bottles. ROAD BEATER surged ahead during the hunt and collected nearly all of the hidden treasures and was later found smiling and cradling the booty in his shirt. He eventually shared with others so everyone had two or three good shots. Eventually it was time for the pack to stumble onward to find the flour markings for the true trail. The route meandered around town and through some good shiggy before leading back to the cars at the start. We knew we were in trouble when READY instructed everyone to follow SLOW HAND to the On-On location at READY's home. It took only three blocks for the caravan to veer off in three different directions. The back of the fleet was following MR RHYTHM who eventually stopped to announce that he was actually following the wrong vehicle. In his defense he said, "I saw BARELY turn right and RD turn left, so I kept going straight." After a sufficient amount of roaming, everyone but RD made it to the On-On. READY served great carry-out piazza from Maria's in downtown Oregon, and had plenty of Leinies and Point beer. SUCK N SHUCK shared photos and stories of her trip with KRACK A SHOWA to Amsterdam where they attempted to hash. They showed up at a giant railway station but found only other out-of-towners led by a woman who had been banned from Amsterdam, so they wound up hosting the beer check at their hotel. The obvious question from everyone... What do you have to do to get banned from Amsterdam? As ceremonies got rolling, a tremendous downpour occurred and tornado sirens were going off. Everyone immediately agreed that this was sign to stay at the On-On and continue drinking beer. Everyone except PIP, who instead discovered a bowl of orange jello. She was about half way through it when someone pointed out that it was a giant jello-shot spiked with peach schnaaps. This led to even more jello-shots in bright easter colors for everyone. Eventually the storm passed and so did the hash.