Tonight's hash netted about 32 runners, walkers, hosts, co-hosts, chefs and loungers-about, and our hares made a point of sending people out pretty promptly at 7:00'ish, mindful of the ever-shortening daylight. (NEXT WEEK'S HASH WILL START AT 6:30 -- given the location and the extra 30 minutes, you might expect a woodsy trail.) The runners dashed away briskly, trying to outrace the humidity, and the walkers strolled off in the opposite direction with local resident Beef Strokemoff acting as guide. They've got a very nice paved loop of about two miles for walkers, with some of those fun Herndon stepping stones over a couple of creeks.
|Everybody loves a water crossing! If these were runners, Chip Off the Old Dick would be where the dogs are, and Bionic Babe would be up on the stepping stones.|
About that Easy Strider: he was a walker last week, given illness and injury. This week, he was recovered enough to be FRB by a comfortable margin, with the twin engines of Lyme disease and a broken rib apparently turbo-charging him along the trail. First-timer Rachel demonstrated a nice turn of speed, with Pulls Out Early helping her interpret the (few and far-between) marks. And everyone else made it in, hot, humid and happy, before darkness fell.
At the on-in, they discovered barbecued chicken, beans, potatoes, corn and two salads (including kale -- last time the hash got super-food, anyone?), as well as a bountiful assortment of beverages including a growler of beer -- from Sweetwater, Brent thinks. Brent also thinks that the hash should always be hosted by good-looking women who have time to shower and change into their fancy duds before the on-in. Others may have ideas about what Brent should do, and should make suggestions directly to him.
|Hail to the chef!|
Mufti's roll call included Rachel's first, Kyren and Chris's seconds (Chris was the bbq chef, very handsome in his brightly-colored apron), and Suck Squeeze Bang's birthday, with a big chocolate cake with extra frosting. Pulls Out Early (who left early) hit 222, and Rrocks Starr hit 1166.
Animal sightings: two shelties, one fox, and a few deer. I don't know why two guys in grey and black insisted on being in the photo of five guys in green, but you can see all the pictures here.