Blood on the trail… Posted on 25/August/2020 by John McCrarey …and cake on my head. That pretty much summarizes yesterday’s Hash. I’ll tell the story in pictures: A mostly pleasant 6K hike to our On-Home at Hunter’s Jo. One climb, a little steep but not too difficult. Our Gash Hares were Check My Pek Pek, My Mouth Is Shut, and Horny Little Cock Bender. It was their first time as Hares and I’d say overall they did a fine job. The ought to write the trail marks a little larger maybe so us old guys can see them… And we are On-On! Puddles are just one of the flat ground rainy season hazards we have to deal with. Who wants cookies? And some candy for you! Tell us how you really feel… The big climb came towards the end of the trail… Harder that way for old farts like me… …but we got it done. A view from near the top… Let’s get down from here. A steep descent… …and the tall thatch grass didn’t make it any easier… Dealing with gravity is often a question of balance… One of the hazards on trail are vines growing close to the ground that will trip you up. Yesterday I encountered such a vine and it was covered in thorns. It wrapped around my leg and when I took a step forward it gave me a good slice. Not as bad as the barbed wire I got tangled in a couple of years ago, but still not pleasant. Looking back from whence we came… Made it on-home without further incident. The gal was the best thing on the menu, but I settled for an okay hot dog… A view from Hunter’s Jo. The Hares on ice. It’s my birthday week so I had the traditional Hash birthday cake prepared with the ingredients all on my head. There was a regular cake for everyone else to enjoy. I took a dip in the bay and washed away most of the other cake… And so concludes another Hash post.
Your actual birthday is the… 27th? Well, that takes the cake. Good walk! I hope your wound is all washed and patched up.
Your actual birthday is the… 27th? Well, that takes the cake.
Good walk! I hope your wound is all washed and patched up.
Yep, Thursday. The wound is just a deep scratch…all scabbed up and almost good as new.
We’ve got a typhoon arriving Thursday, so it’ll be an exciting time to hoist a mug in your honor.