Tampa Bay H3 #1147

It was a beautiful sunny afternoon, just perfect for a hash trail. As the pack slowly gathered, all 13 of us, the anticipation was bursting. We actually had a true virgin along with us, thanks to Capt Blowboat. Eventually, it was hare (Hazukashii) away, and the pack milled about smartly, ready to make pursuit. Trail basically traversed the sea of empty parking lots, zipping behind all the vacant buildings, and eventually came to a water crossing, that nobody crossed, not even the hare (hahaha). Using an old ploy of marking one side, then setting trail around it, and putting a big fat arrow on the other side . . . did not work at all. But the pack did continue to make tracks through the urban jungle, until they found the turkey / eagle split. Turkeys went left, eagles went right, and crossed over the main drag, and found even more twists and turns, and behind the building grassy areas, that took them right to a beer stop. From there, it was behind the medical center, around the lake, and down the road to the power lines . . . and this is where 2-Rung did his thing. Leading the pack at this point, he got half way up the field, thought he saw trail going another direction . . . and ended up coming in 15 min behind the pack. He would be awarded not only the DFL, but a spontaneous renaming of 2-Wrong!!! Hence forth, and all that sh*t . . . good times on this 5+ mile runners and 3+ mile walkers trail. The circle was proctored by Meta, who kept it short and sweet, and we were soon off to dinner at the local Pizza shop. All in all, just another shitty trail. On On.Leia mais