HVH3 #59 Hash Trash
(The Hash Previously known as HVH3 #53)
Thursday, August, 2002, Rafters, Amherst, MA
Happy Valley's Hash No. 53 is now a part of Hash history, so let's pick it apart faster than a plate of "727 Hot Wings" from the Hanger...
Hare: Hand Job
Hashers: Anti-Cock, Cainus Lickus, and Throbbing Member
The Hashers present met at Rafters in Amherst for a little pre-lube consisting of Newcastle Brown Ale, and whatever that tasty looking brown ale was you were drinking Cainus.
Hand Job asked for a ten minute cranium start and was given about 7-8 minutes. (this being about 1850HRS.) The pack took off in the direction of the U-Mass maze. But before we got there, we sort of lost trail for a little bit which added to her cranium start. And then that sneaky Hand Job twicked us, that wascully wabbit! She laid a sort of fake "beer near" in towards the center of the maze, but on opening the bag, that we thought would contain beer, we discovered the dreaded " YBF ' insrcibed on the bottom of the bag.
We made our way out of the maze and got back on trail, only to lose trail again on the practice fields south of the U-Mass stadium. After about five minutes Cainus picked up the trail, sort of, and we proceeded to about the east side of the stadium. Here we missed some trail markings and lost the trail for a good ten minutes. Again Cainus spottedtrail, but then we ran past a couple of marks, and in doing so we missed beer check No. 1. ( Which had been placed in Section 11, last row of course) We meandered around and thru the stadium until we found a couple of marks but those marks led us to our next loss of trail, which ate up another ten minutes or so. At this point light was beginning to fade but was still enough to see the trail. Which Cainus picked up hundreds of yards away...which we then lost again, but this time I found it leading into some woods near Rte116. The trail crossed a small stream beside a culvert and then we lost trail again, but only for a few minutes, till it took us into the woods again and at this point it got DARK! We groped our way thru the woods, and then on a hunch I followed a well worn path back out onto assfault. We then ran down a long stretch and starting missing more and more marks due to loss of light. We ran almost all the way to the traffic lights near the Southwest towers on U-Mass, but at that point decided to break contact and abort the mission.
To make a long story shorter we then proceeded to The Hanger for beer and munchies and were met by C.O.V. ( Sort of...) and eventually by the Hare. She was of course, unanimously awarded the Hash Shit.
Gotta Go,
On-On
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