Turkey trot

Maybe it’s all about survival of the fattest, but I made it through another Hash alive yesterday. The weather has been hotter than normal, and it was a roasting 95 degrees as we started our trek. To make matters worse, I walked the 2K from my house to the start of the trail, and on the way, my left knee started its tingly numbness BS again. By the time I arrived at the meet-up location, I had pretty much decided I’d be making my own trail on the streets. I was just too paranoid to get up into the hills and have the knee give way again. Turns out, making my own way wasn’t necessary. The Hare, Fireman, had provided two trails to choose from. That’s not unusual; there is usually a long and short option (sometimes called hard and easy). Yesterday, Fireman gave us an “eagle” trail and a “turkey” trail. I gobbled up the second option, which to my delight, was almost all street walking.

The green is where Eagles dare, and the orange is where Turkeys trot.
Gathering at the starting location
More early arrivals
Fireman explains the difference between an Eagle and Turkey
And we are On-On!
A couple of my fellow turkeys, Cumslinger and Whatever You Want
Angie joined us too
It was more like a walk in the park than a Hash trail
The On-Home location was at Fireman’s house. His Hasher wife, Ring My Bell, was celebrating a birthday, so we made a party of it. Fireman even provided free food for all the Hashers.
The birthday girl, Ring My Bell.
Some of the gathering
Circle up!
When I’m on the ice, I try to go to my “happy place” in my mind.
Celebrating with a Hash-style birthday cake

So, all in all, it was a good day. I had one beer after the Hash at IDM, then headed back home for some rest and recreation in the form of Netflix. Almost through Season Two (of six) of Lucifer. I’m not a reviewer, but I’ll share some thoughts and observations soon.

And remember, grammar is important!

It’s ballsy for someone who makes as many mistakes as I do to post a meme like this. I don’t feel crazy, but I sure do feel nuts!

4 thoughts on “Turkey trot

  1. Fireman explains the difference between an Eagle and Turkey

    How did the guy end up with such a neutral, harmless Hash name?

    Interesting trivia: a fireman is a “pompier” in French, and faire un pompier is one way to say “to give a blowjob.”

    Looks to have been a good, if modest, walk. Aside from the problems at the beginning, how was the knee for the rest of the walk?

  2. I’m not sure if Fireman was named in the Subic Hash or somewhere else; it was long before my time. But I did hear about the time he was burning brush and started a fire that spread throughout the neighborhood and required the fire department to bring it under control…so maybe that’s the origin of the name.

    Thank you, now I know a phase in French I could actually put to use!

    The knee felt gimpy throughout the hike. When I came to the one climb near the end of the turkey trail, I opted out and stuck to the street. Better safe than sorry!

  3. John, what was your transgression that resulted in you sitting on ice?

  4. Brian, most of the “transgressions” are bullshit charges brought by another Hasher. My “offense” last week was being one of several who was wearing an orange shirt–I really can’t remember what the reasoning behind why that warranted time on the ice was. Not that it matters; you can make up just about anything to ice someone.

    Honestly, the fraternity-like shenanigans of the circle are my least favorite part of the Hash. I come for the hike. And the beer.

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