Over the hills or around them? That was the choice to be made, and five of us elected to walk a bit further on mostly flat ground rather than go up and over on a steep path. After seeing some photos from the climb, I feel good about my choice.
It was kinda funny when the Hare, Leech My Nuggets, was giving instructions at the start of the run, stated, “There’s only one trail, but if you want to shortcut, just follow Scott or John.” Heh, I’m a famous short cutter, I guess, but the fact of the matter is my chosen path was a LONGcut. Not that it matters.
I enjoyed the hike, which may be further indication that I have morphed into a flatlander. Well, it beats the alternative of being an underlander, I suppose.
I walked to Snackbar after the Hash but left after one beer because I was unhappy with rap music being played at a high volume. When your customer base is old white guys, you need to do better than that. Did my nightcap at Whiskey Girl, and headed back home.
Here’s one I just know you are going to like:
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That’s all for today. I have some real news to share with y’all tomorrow.
Two of our oldest Hashers, Fucking Old Man on the left, and Roadwhore on the right, both in their 80s, were in attendance.
Did they walk the trail? And which trail did they do—long or short?
I enjoyed an after-hike taco for dinner.
Looks more like a tortilla bowl for a taco salad, ready to break apart.
I have some real news to share with y’all tomorrow.
Lemme guess: Lucky tasted surprisingly good.
Looks to have been a good hike even if it was the long-cut. Keep on recuperating.
No, the golden oldies haven’t walked a trail for a couple of years at least. They are what we call socialites.
Yes, one bite, and that taco exploded. Its innards were good, though.
Lucky is still going strong; he might even outlive me…
The Fiesta Communities subdivision looks pretty nice from what I could see in the pic. Many expats there?
An Easter mountain view? Heck, you were almost on it. Have you ever traversed it?
BTW, how did it come to be called Easter Mountain?
Those two geezers make you look like a spring chicken. You got a long way to go McCrarey.
Speaking of mountains, did you hear that story about the biggest mountain in the world? I couldn’t get over it. I know, I’ll keep my day job.
Peace Out!
Soju, I’ve heard of one or two that live in one of the Fiesta communities (there are several throughout the area), but for the most part, they are starter homes for the Filipino middle class…
Yes, I’ve been on top several times. We call it Easter Mountain because the Hash climbs it every year on Easter Monday. I can’t remember its actual name now.
Your humor defies gravity when it is at its peak!