HVH3 Hash No. 112 or "You Don't Know Jack"
Saturday, February 5th, 2005. 1400 HRs or so.
Starting Place: Start Circle on the snow covered front lawn of
Chateau Anti-Cock. The weather was a balmy almost 50 degrees or
maybe a little higher. The large pack assembled to hear all about
the wonderfully confusing hash signs that the Pack might see on
trail.
SC- Which unbeknownst to the pack would not mean beer check but
Schnapp Check and lots of other interesting marks were explained.
The Hare: Anti-Cock
The Pack: Dewey Do Me!, Cainus Lickus, Comes On Vacation, Yeasty
Boy (Who ran trail in a black kilt), Yeast Injector, Spred'um,
Just Lisa No.1, Just Lisa No.2, Just Mike, Hand Job?, Mr. Hankey,
Colonel Mustard, and Hash hounds: Ellie May, Scruffy and Zuni.
Virgins: Sarah, Knute.
Visitors: Friar F#*K and Shitty Trail from the Boston H3
Latecummers or as Spred'um suggests" Pimps" - Just Maxine,
Virgin Mike.
( For those who are still math challenged because of the On In
there were 16 hashers on trail and two more at the On In.)
[ Flutter, Drippy, and BMP - Believe it or not the hash is growing
again! )
We carpooled over to the actual SP at 1500HRs. The actual SP was
the top of the hill next to the Ranger Station at Wendell State
Forest. Sleds were provided and many of the pack brought one.
The Hare asked for a 15 minute cranium start and was verbally
abused down to a ten minute cranium start.
At this point you're getting my version as the Hare, so if anybody
wants, please do an addendum as a member of the pack. Some of
this info about the trail was gleaned from the tales told at the
On In.
I ran off to lay the last third of the trail. The pack then sledded
down a long hill towards Ruggles Pond and the first of a few checks.
True trail ran up the corresponding hill and northwesterly towards
Jerusalem Cliffs, which in the past has seen it's share of beerchecks.
There were some ups and downs on trail so the sleds came in handy.
( Came in handy? Was it all sticky you ask?)
Trail eventually led to the forementioned "SC" which
stood for Peach Schnapp check. Now there was also a back check
13 at the SC, but for some reason the FRB Cainus Lickus must have
forgotten that part of the instructions were to wait at the SC
for the entire pack, but he didn't so he started to back check
and turned the whole pack around. Luckily, Dewey Do Me! was sweeping
trail and turned the pack back around and then the pack proceeded
to annihilate 1 1/2 big bottles of Peach Schnapps.
So trail came back 13 hash marks to a bridge over the outlet stream
from Ruggles Pond and up a slippery slope to the second check,
which in this case was a "BBBN" sign. ( Black Berry
Brandy Near) [ It was a whole new code of hash marks] Here the
Hare greeted all the hashers with a roaring bonfire, Blackberry
Brandy, delicious brews and Mardi Gras beads. Thanks to all the
Harriettes who reminded me about the proper way to receive Mardi
Gras Beads :-)
We sang some hash hymns and as the fire turned to embers and the
sky started to turn crimson and orange, we traversed the last
1/3 of a mile of trail ( thru the Buffett III site) back to the
vehicles and back to the farm for the On In.
At the On In we met up with latecummers Just Maxine and Virgin
Mike.
The Circle was fun in that it started on the deck with copius
amounts of chips, Haverhill's own delicious Lager provided by
Yeasty Boy and ( surprise, surprise) some Green Label Jack Daniels.
Hence, we did introductions, but "You Don't Know Jack"
Accusations for the hashshit were: "Give it to the Hare because
he was late for his own trail."
"Let Cainus
Lickus keep it again because he led the pack away
from the Schnapp Check"
Cainus got to keep the Hashshit.
Virgins Knute ( "She turned you into a Knute?" His
reply - "I got bettah" ) & Virgin Sarah came to
the middle of the circle for a down down and such. Just Lisa made
Virgin Knute Cum and Spred'em made Virgin Sarah cum. I forget
what kinda happened next, cause of all the schnapps, good beer
and Jack.
I know we sang some songs, did lots of down downs and drained
the keg and Jack Daniels pretty quickly. I know we did religion
then we all went inside for piles of homemade strombolis and munchies,
baked ziti and such.
At some point Cainus Lickus got on top of the kitchen counter
and in a Jethro Tull 'esque manner began a cheering section for
the Patriots in Stupor Bowl XXXIX. That somehow morphed into a
Radd Suxx rant which drew a prompt mooning from me and a double
barreled Garden State Parkway salute.
Then at some point alot of us jumped in the hot tub and barely
upheld the "No whiskey in the HotTub" rule. Just Mike
wondered if it would be okay if the whiskey stayed on the lip
of the hot tub.
Overall it was a nice hash and I heard from a few of you that
you liked the trail. Thanks, it was fun.
Anti-Cock
HVH3 Scribe
Next Hash will be sometime in March. Spread'em will be the hare.
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