Madison Hash House Harriers

April 26, 2008

HASH HISTORY - HASH RUN #1602 - DRIBBLES IN BD

The weather was moderate and that brought out about 30 hashers for DRIBS' birthday run that started near Olbrich Gardens. Err... I mean they all showed up to honor DRIBS and the weather had nothing to do with it. The hare announced that the trail would be DC style... except where it wasn't. The trail headed immediately toward the east side bike trail and railroad tracks before continuing on the other side. There was a considerable amount of confusion around the Starkweather Creek trail before everyone got back together as the route headed further east around Woodmans where everyone got wet feet. Just after this the pack found the first beer check on the outdoor deck of WONDERSPREAD's house. We ran into WONDER at the Lake Mills On-On but she had the good sense to be traveling in foreign lands at the time of this beer check. It was a great day to be sitting on a deck drinking beer so there was very little momentum to continue running. Nevertheless, everyone pressed on even further east. The trail continued through the neighborhood and veered back toward highway 51. Nearly everyone took the long way around the sewerage water flowing through the local drainage ditches. Everyone except NUTFARMER and AH SHIT that is. Always looking for a good shortcut, they both attempted to leap the ditches. NUT went first with a full head of steam. As he became “airborne” it was as though time stopped and everyone heard the slow motion moan from KRACKASHOWA who let loose with a warning of, “Oh no, don't do that...” NUT leaped as he's never leaped before only realize that he was fighting a loosing battle with the force G. It was clear he wouldn't “span the gap” so like a skilled balletomane, he delicately touched down with one toe for balance... and made a splash in the murky, scummy, shitty water somewhat similar to an asteroid striking the ocean. He landed face first on the opposite bank with AH SHIT right on his tail... literally. There was a sudden, silent pause as everyone looked on in horror, wondering if the two survived. After a frozen moment, they both jumped up and continued on as though nothing had happened... except for the dreckish smell of the ditchwater on their lower halves. Shortly after all this, DIEGO moved up to FRB and headed up the pedestrian bridge only to turn back declaring there was no trail. After milling around, the pack found the old marks from TRAILER's birthday hash leading to the bridge, where they found DRIB's trail. From there the trail headed back for the second beer check in LORENA CARROT's back yard where, again, it was way too comfortable to think about running further. CARROT apparently wasn't prepared for everyone to stay the night so they all headed back to the start and the On-On at DRIB's place. Ceremonies were conducted while food prep was underway. All the usual suspects were awarded including those who ran Crazy Legs earlier in the day and several birthdays along with DRIBS. SHECKIES COCK SHOP was in charge of food and started things off with some great hash Fuckenayicaughtya Bread before the main course of scalloped potatoes and ham - the best food ever!