Hares lookin’ at ya!

We done our duty!

Alright, just a quick wrap-up for yesterday’s Hash event, in which I participated as one of the Hares. As previously mentioned, I went out Monday morning to re-mark the trail after a rainstorm wiped out the hard work of marking we had done on Sunday. Oh, well, that’s the way it goes. The feedback I heard from the Hashers who did the trail was almost all positive. No one got lost, and some were surprised how long the trail was (a little over 7K). It was a hot day, which I’m sure made it feel longer.

I wasn’t on trail with the group, so here are a few photos Pubic Head took:

Off they go! I’m told there were a dozen or so Hashers at the start.
The Philseco Road portion of the trail.
Leaking Willy coming back down from the only hill climb.
One of two unpaved portions of the trail.
Yeah, you go thataway.
Over the bridge.
And through the Subic marketplace.
On-Home at Sully’s place in Calapandayan.
The trail we laid.
The first to finish were Leech My Nuggets and Bug Fucker, coming in after 65 minutes on the trail. Not bad!
A nice view from Sully’s place.
A view of Sully’s place.
Those hard-working Hares on the ice again.
Just a few sprinkles after the Hash run was done.
Cheers!
I was awarded the Hashshit for my fuck-up of insisting we mark the trail on Sunday.
And the sun sets on another Hash Monday.
Then it was on to the usual after-Hash gathering at It Doesn’t Matter.

From the February 2020 LTG archives, it’s the last day of the month in a Leap Year. In many ways, it was just another day in the life. But it was also a reminder of how things change. I attended the now-defunct SOB dance competition and spent some quality time with its founder, the now-deceased Dave Fischer. Don’t it always seem to go that you don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone…

Today’s YouTube video discusses seven signs that your life is in its final year. I’ve not experienced any of these so far. Then again, I have to cross that damn National Highway every day, so it still could be just a matter of time.

Humor me:

What about the final chapter?
Stranger danger!
Many a pretty girl has burned me over the years.

That’s the way it went down yesterday. I’m glad to report I haven’t lost my Hare.

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