I survived another Hash. The way my tired old lungs were screaming during the climb, I started imagining the day when I just collapse, gasping on the trail. I did fine on the flat ground, though.
What made it all the more challenging is that in a “let’s go, Brandon” moment, I forgot to bring my trekking pole with me when I left home. I’ve really come to rely on that tool for balance and stability when I hike on uneven ground. I missed it most on the steep descent because the stick acts as a brake to my gravity-induced forward momentum. I didn’t fall, though, so I’m thankful for that.
We started the hike in Calapadayan, and I walked to the trailhead. I was somewhat regretting that when my lungs were poofed out early on. Nice trail of about 6K (plus another 3.5 for me). There was a second climb at Black Rock that I avoided. I might have tried it with my pole, but not worth the risk without it.
The trail as set by the Hare. At the top, you can see that the beginning of the trail was a long slog to the top of that mountain and then a steep down to the valley. The second hill is in the middle. That purple line was a lesser climb for those wanting an easy route. I did them one better by walking the streets back to the On-Home.My version started at my house and avoided that nonsense in the middle.And we are On-On!The first part of the trail was through a neighborhoodLeaving the pavement behindAnd now for the fun part. Not!It got a bit jungle-like in places, too.But it was a hot day, and the shade was niceThis Hare is known for his well-marked trailsGood job, Leech My Nuggets! Leech also likes to do his trails again in reverse on Hash day. i met him coming up while I was going down. He immediately noticed that I was struggling and said, “where’s your pole?”Came across a family living high up in the hills on the way down. I made sure they had some cookies to snack on.And then I encountered a whole passel of kids when I hit the bottom. They were gleeful to receive a treat.Back down safe and sound and ready for a trek across the valley. Coincidentally, the last part of my trail was exactly the path I had walked on Sunday. Carabao may not grow on trees, but they lounge under themOn-Home was at Yero’s, a pleasant open-air venue in barangay Matain.Fifty Hashers were in attendance yesterday, including photo bomber Whatever You Want.The SBH3 motto is “It’s nice on ice!” Be that as it may, I try to avoid it as much as possible.Wonder Woman, the gal in the middle, does seem to enjoy pulling down her shorts and melting the ice with her hot ass.Wonder Woman also earned the Hashit and seemed happy about it.Pubic Head continues to recover from the broken ankle he suffered during a hike with the Wednesday group. Good to see him back out at the On-Home.
As usual, many of us made our way to It Doesn’t Matter at the conclusion of the Hash circle activities. And that’s where the fun ended for the night. And so does this post.
2 thoughts on “Poles apart”
When you break away and walk alone, are you literally alone, or do some “saner” people accompany you on your shortcuts?
It depends, but usually, there is someone of like mind. Yesterday there was no one else nearby when I deviated, so I was alone for the remainder of the hike.
When you break away and walk alone, are you literally alone, or do some “saner” people accompany you on your shortcuts?
It depends, but usually, there is someone of like mind. Yesterday there was no one else nearby when I deviated, so I was alone for the remainder of the hike.