Twice is nice

We are all gonna die of something. Beer helps ease the pain.

The big news from my Saturday was that for the first time in my Hash career, I did TWO separate Hash trails on the same day. And I actually enjoyed them for the most part. Here are the options I faced that led me to my decision:

The 3.2K trail was too short. The 12K long trail was a non-starter for this tired old man. The 9.6K medium trail was on the long side for me, but I was considering giving it a shot until one of the Hares advised against it because of a tough hill climb.

What to do? I opted to join the group departing at ten a.m. The short trail started with and followed the long trail for the first 3K. At the junction with the medium trail, the short trail ended, and the long and medium trails continued together to the On-Home. It took me a little over one hour to finish the short trail, but I had no regrets about my choice. Trying to do over 9K on a hot day would have been pushing it. The downside (other than waiting 30 minutes for the slowpokes to complete the short trail) was getting back to Bauang before 1 p.m., and the Hash gathering didn’t begin until 3. And then I had the bright idea of doing the 2:30 short trail, a 4K walk to the On-Home venue. La Union Hash called it their “VIP trail,” which is their nice way of saying what we call the “wimp trail” in Subic. Regardless, doing both short trails gave me a sweet 7K-plus experience that was the right fit for me.

The morning gathering at the Tropical Garden Hotel, where the Hare gave trail guidance prior to our boarding four Jeepneys (two to the start of the long and short trails, and two to the medium trail).
A thirty-minute ride on a crowded Jeepney.
The route we rode.
And at last we are On-On!
Through the ‘hood.
Into the fields.
Over the creek.
The way ahead.
Another Hasher posted this photo of a handsome old guy blazing his way over the trail.
Happy Anniversary to the La Union Hash House Harriers!
A baboy destined to be lechon someday.
You know it’s a low bridge when a shorty like Swan has to duck.
One of the nice things about visiting another Hash is that all the scenery is new.
Near the end of the short trail.
Our journey ended where the medium trail began. Two Jeepneys were waiting to carry the short trekkers back to the Tropical Garden Hotel.
The way of our first short journey of the day.

Swan and I returned to our room at the Go Resort and rested for an hour before heading back to the Tropical Garden, where the VIP short trail began.

The Hare, Cock Roach, tells us what lies ahead on the backstreets leading to the On-Home venue.
‘Tis the season for drying rice.
This is much better than walking on the busy highway through Bauang.
No creek wading for the VIPs.
The Hare (that’s him, leading the way) told us that back in the late 20th century, this was a railroad bed.
Trying to avoid wet feet along the road.
A creepy-looking forest.
Making our way back towards the highway.
Dispensing some more sweetness.
The route of our 4K VIP trail.
A poolside On-Home at the Marand Water Park Resort.
Hanging with that girl of mine.
There was a raffle drawing and I bought twelve tickets for 1000 pesos.

One of them got drawn, and I selected a pair of hiking shoes.

They still had the price tag on them: $47. That’s about 2500 pesos, so I done good.
And best of all, they fit! What are the odds?

We also got a swag bag that included this nifty towel-like thing.

I’m not sure what I’ll do with it besides put it on a shelf with the rest of my Hash trash.
I will say that LUH3 has about the best damn Hash shirts around.
Then we circled up around the pool.
And LUH3 GM Booked Up led the circle.

The Circle ended at six, but the beer stayed open until seven. Of course, Zero was not available, and being mindful of my drinking history in La Union, I exercised discretion and left shortly after the Circle concluded. The Hash provided Jeepney transport back into Buang-proper, and given our early departure, we had the Jeepney all to ourselves.

And for the first time ever, I rode in the front seat of the Jeepney back to our hotel.

I had a couple of more beers at the hotel and also a delicious banana split. Swan stayed up late playing cards with the girls, but I was snug in my bed before 9 p.m. So, no misbehavior on my final night in La Union.

I’d say that qualifies as a good day for an old fucker.

From the November 2014 LTG archives, I wrote about the circumstances of my first marriage thirty-nine years earlier. What triggered those reflections was receiving a letter from the Catholic Diocese advising that the ex-wife was seeking an annulment. I had no objections to her getting right with God after marrying a heretic like me.

I also found today’s YouTube video in the LTG archives. It’s a short comedy piece entitled “What Kind of Asian Are You?” I enjoyed seeing it again after all these years; perhaps you will too.

Hey, we are on a roll with the comedy, so let’s do these:

Who gives a shit?
That’s a lot of shit to learn.
That’s some serious shit…

And enough of this shit. I made it back safe and sound to Barretto, and I’ll be hanging with the neighbors tonight. I’ve got my Zero bottles chillin’ in the fridge to welcome me home at the appointed hour.

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