It was run #1313, what could go wrong? Well, actually nothing went wrong. The sun was shining, the Hares laid a challenging but not overly difficult trail, and I made it through to the end unscathed. A good day indeed!
Google Earth says 7k, but it felt longer. Took me over an hour and a half and I was soaked with sweat.
Waiting at Johannson’s to get started.
Listening closely to the Hare’s last minute instructions…
And we are On-On!
Interesting trail in that we spent an equal amount of time on the streets of town…
…and up in the hills.
Lots of steps as well.
In fact, it reminded me of climbing up Namsan…
What goes up must come down. We went up and down the hills three times by my count…
…in town…
…and out.
over the streams…
….and up the mountains.
and through the alleys and backstreets.
A cabin in the woods. More or less. Mostly less.
There was something fowl about this place.
A final creek to wade across left me with wet shoes. Damn those nasty Hares!
And we finished up back at Johansson’s for the on-home after Hash circle…I once again avoided time on the ice.
One of the violations that will put you on ice is not wearing proper Hash attire. Here Wonder Woman proves that she has indeed dressed (undressed?) for the occasion.
Hot Filipina asses on ice!
Drank my share of beers then went next door to Alley Cats for a few more. Then I headed on home to unpack the crockpot…
…and indulge myself in a pulled pork sandwich. I might have finally found a good source for these pork loins that turned out to be quite tasty indeed.
28,000 steps on the day. Still feeling blue, but this too shall pass!
Second photo: a bit of ass in evidence. Thank you.
Congrats on a good Hash. And that’s some nice-looking pulled pork.
My pleasure!