Taking care of unfinished business

Yesterday my walking group tackled the mountain Scott and I had missed on Monday’s aborted Hash. It proved to be a challenging hike, with two moderately difficult ups and one very steep descent. It took nearly two hours to do a 4K trail on the mountain which gives some indication of the tough terrain. Or maybe I was just slower than normal. One of those.

So the Hare, I’m A Fucking Cupcake, got quite a bit of negative feedback for his efforts in setting this trail. In my opinion, most of it was unfair. Given that so many people had gotten lost on the mountain I assumed it was because the trail had been poorly marked. That proved not to be the case. The problem was likely with the method he used to mark the trail. Most Hares use powder and chalk. Cupcake did most of his marks like this:

Pieces of orange yarn tied to the trees and shrubs. The problem for many Hashers is they customarily look down at the ground for trail markings and so unless they looked up they would miss the mark.

Yes, there were some places where the markings were ambiguous and it would have been better to use more powder and chalk along the way, but I didn’t have any real difficulty following the trail. Some of the guys said that’s because I move so fucking slow I have more time to see shit. Maybe so.

Now, Cupcake does warrant some legitimate criticism. For one thing, the purported 9K trail was closer to 11K. I was so happy I didn’t attempt to walk the entire trail on Monday. Especially with the hard climbing coming during the last portion of the hike. The other complaint I had was with there being two confusing checkpoints on the trail. I’m not a fan of these anyway, but if a Hare is going to insist on using them, it needs to be done right.

This is the second checkpoint. As you can see from the arrows, it shows three possible directions. The Hashers have to explore each trail and if they don’t find any marks, turn around and go to the next trail. I hate that, especially because I’m already last on the trail and don’t like to waste time with such bullshit.

Dan (Bum Burgler) is pictured above and it was at this checkpoint that he and several others wound up taking the wrong trail. Why would an experienced Hasher not notice there were no marks and turn around? Well, because there were marks–from a trail used a few weeks previously. At a minimum, the Hare should have made sure there was only one trail marked. What I’m going to suggest for the future is that Hares use the “false trail” mark (three horizontal lines) within 50 yards or so for all options other than the true trail. Or just don’t do the fucking checkpoint at all.

Anyway, other than that it was quite enjoyable. Props to Cupcake for finding new paths. Even Scott, who has been Hashing here for 15 years, hadn’t seen parts of where we hiked previously. That’s quite the accomplishment. Being a Hare is can be a thankless job, it takes a lot of time and effort to lay the trail, and it is impossible to please everyone. I’ll be Hareing again along with Scott and Jim on February 1st and I’m already thinking about how to pull off a good experience for the Hashers.

Here are the photos from yesterday’s adventure (credit to Scott for most of these):

Closing the loop as it was intended by the Hare.
We took a jeepney to the far side of Subic town to begin our trek.
My fellow hikers on the journey were Jim, Scott, and Dan.
Let’s roll!
We walked about 1.5K to reach the spot where the trail we had missed began its climb up the mountain.
No, this is not hard. Much.
In the shadow of Easter mountain. Well, not really. But I can see it from here.
It seems I’m always in slow motion…
So, about the point where I’m feeling sorry for myself, this guy comes along dragging a bunch of 12-foot long bamboo poles behind him. Nothing like a little perspective on what is truly hard…
We let him pass by and caught up with him a little further down the trail.
Hard and honest work being a bamboo harvester. His little girl was there to keep him company.
And of course, she got some cookies.
A bit later we came down into a small village…
Where more cookies were dispensed…
Life can be hard.
And so was our trail, right Scott?
Keep on keepin’ on!
We did see some chalk along the way…
I got this!
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death…
As seen from the top of the mountain…
Time to head on down…
…and down…
We got this, Scott!
Back to civilization.
They got the last of the cookies…
Alright, that’s enough monkeying around…

Took a jeepney back to Barretto and got dropped off at Cheap Charlies for some lunch and beers. And lo and behold, guess who was sitting outside:

The homeless old woman I call mama. I try to give her 100 pesos a day but sometimes she is hard to find. So this was a nice surprise.

And that was my day. A third place in the darts tourney last night and a singles league match on tap for this afternoon. What a life, huh?

1 thought on “Taking care of unfinished business

  1. Good luck with singles league. Nice pics of the arduous hike. Sorry to read that there was so much difficulty with the terrain and the trail markings. The kids along the trail were all cute!

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