I did a 69 yesterday

Not THAT kind of 69. But I like the way you think!

Yeah, don’t let the arrows fool you. They were all over the place, and not one led to an actual 69.

What it was really all about was run #1569 of the Subic Bay Hash House Harriers.

The long version of the trail is in red. The Hares also provided a shorter version (the green line bypass). I opted to start from my house in Alta Vista rather than make the unnecessary walk to the VFW only to turn around and return to the neighborhood. Start to finish was right at 4K for me.

It was a pleasant enough walk with no surprises, especially because I had participated in the Hare’s scouting mission during our Wednesday hike. My only real complaint was once we came down out of the hills, there were no trail markings on the streets leading back to the On-Home at Blue Butterfly.

That was the final trail mark that I saw. I guess the Hare assumed everyone knew the way back to town, and that’s probably true for us locals. But we often have out-of-town guest Hashers who wouldn’t have a clue. I’ll be doing Hashes in La Union and Angeles City later this month, and that’s my nightmare scenario–not knowing where to go or how to get back because of a poorly marked trail. Okay, rant over.

Here are some photos from the trail (some mine, some taken by other Hashers):

The main body of Hashers departed from the VFW at 2:00 p.m. I left my house at the same time.
Just a few minutes after I joined the official trail, Leech My Nuggets and Bug Fucker jogged past me. Leech is the fastest member of the kennel, and I’m one of the slowest.
There was something about this tree I found interesting.
Or maybe I just have a dirty mind.
Let’s wash away that nastiness with a gander at Easter Mountain.
And another group passed me as I paused to make a cookie delivery to the my mountain family friends.
The hardest thing on the trail was stepping over this wall that had barbwire on top. I was fearful I would snag my balls, but I managed to avoid that tragedy.
It was all downhill from here.
Improvised stair steps.
Into the village
I’ve seen worse.
Cement sidewalks and bridges
Easy living
Heading On-Home
At Blue Butterfly
Twenty-six Hashers in attendance this week, including the Gash contingent
First, I couldn’t find the 69, and now I see that blowjobs aren’t allowed in the CR. Damn.

And that’s how things went down (well, not literally) at the Hash.

In non-Hash-related news, I saw this Jeepney crashed on the side of the National Highway this morning. Hope no one was hurt.

Not designed for off-road travel!

It is funny how things turn out. In high school I dreamed of being a journalist.

And I grew up to become a conspiracy theorist. Who’d a thunk it?
Tom waits for no man. Oops, I guess I’m an example of what he was talking about. Sorry!

And sticking with our sexual innuendo theme, I’ll leave you with this:

Damn, I hate when that happens!

2 thoughts on “I did a 69 yesterday

  1. I’ll be doing Hashes in La Union and Angeles City later this month, and that’s my nightmare scenario–not knowing where to go or how to get back because of a poorly marked trail.

    Have you ever used the real-time navigation feature on Google Maps? I think you can download the Google Maps app and use the navigation feature that way. I use Naver Map (“Map” is singular with this app) in Korea because it’s so much better than Google, probably because it’s locally made, more detailed, and updated way more frequently. Now, there’s no guarantee that the nav app will take you along the Hash trail to reach whatever your destination is, but it’ll get you, by hook or by crook, to your destination. So if your nightmare scenario happens, just flip on the app, type in the destination, set your starting point to “my current location,” and away you go. Might want to practice with it first. Start just outside of town and see if it’ll guide you reliably home, then see if it’ll guide you from home to one of your favorite bars.

    I’ve seen worse.

    Reminds me of some spots here in Hangukistan.

    Cement sidewalks and bridges

    I keep expecting Ewoks to pop out of the foliage.

    Looks to have been a good, arduous walk. Sorry about the lack of real 69ing, but maybe there’s some in your future. Somewhere. Sometime. And not with Lucky. (Ewww, he went there!)

    Good luck as you continue to settle in. Did Swan and/or your other helpers assist with the unpacking?

    Oh, and where was Buddy when Lucky was chewing you up? He wasn’t out having a smoke again, was he?

    If your lacerations are anything like the ones I got during that ill-fated nighttime walk (frankly, I think yours are worse), it’ll be about a month before you’re close to normal. Some aloe-based ointment/lotion might help to speed the healing slightly. Keep taking those antibiotics, and make sure you’re not experiencing any urge to howl at the full moon.

  2. Thanks for the tip on the map app; I’ll definitely check it out.

    Yes, everyone pitched in for the unpacking chores. Only problem is, I’m clueless about where everything is now. Of course, after finding it the first time, I know where to look in the future.

    Buddy was already loaded in the car when Lucky went nuts. He didn’t want to go with us, and I foolishly tried to assert myself as master.

    The wounds have pretty much scabbed over and stopped oozing, so that’s progress. I’m still sore, but I’m getting there. Taking my meds and keeping them clean should do the trick.

    I’ve always been one to appreciate a full moon, but I usually pant rather than howl!

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