This is what the woods around Spurt's house looked like in December 2012
Today, he had mapped a lovely 4.12-mile course, but decided it would be better if he could make the true trail less than four miles -- so he cut through the woods for a bit rather than send people on the paved path. Fortunately for the hash, today the footing was more like this:
Lovely! Of course, the eccentrics could still choose damp tootsies if they preferred.
|Note Matt in background, headed for the bridge that goes above the water.|
Consensus was that the trail was either "sucky" or excellent, both of which adjectives were intended to convey appreciation of an interesting, amusing and beautiful trail. Further, it was of an appropriate length for those recovering from shoulder surgery, those more comfortable on two wheels, and for any Lyme-disease victims who felt like celebrating a warm and sunny day by being FRB.
The celebrating continued at the On In, with plenty of veggie-pasta casserole and beefy lasagna, with garlic bread and salad and cookies and plentiful libations. (John: "Fletcher [golden retriever] loves garlic bread." Blazing Straddle: "Who doesn't?") So 13 tired runners and nine less-tired walkers managed to choke down some nourishment on the back deck. If it looked like more than 22 hashers to you, that's because there were 31 people there -- lots of host/hare-types plus plentiful sweat-averse socializers.
The Mufti got his usual respectful silence for the roll call, more than can be said for Spurt's brief at the beginning of the meeting. (Heh heh; actually, everyone was quiet for the brief -- except Susan...) Spurt, Susan and Blow in the Hole got their well deserved cheers, Kim got an enthusiastic welcome to her first hash, with best wishes for 99 more, Greg made it to the double-8s, and Riley made double-1s. And does anyone else believe that both Blows and Goes and Pulls Out Early did not stick around for the roll?
|Mango stayed for the roll, and did not want to leave.|
As the sun began snuggling into the treeline, Susan offered foil and plates to anyone who would take home some lasagna, and insisted everyone take home a banana or two. If only it were possible to capture her tone -- part generous kindness, part coercion -- in the pictures.