At 2:25 PM standing in front of 1/2 a case of paper towels (you were supposed to bring something for the homeless) Afterbirth started to collect the hash cash once he realized that there was no one else doing it. This is how PH3 #668 began...
Our first mark was located on - over Winters Chapel Road which had us
running for a few blocks until we had to cross on - over the street and
in to the woods. Now on trail we hashed behind some houses and through
a playground complete with kids playing. Speaking of kids, Kaptin Krash
brought along his daughter Kimberly who I swear he puts her on his
shoulders when he runs so that she can knock down the branches in front
of them. You have to see this in action to know what I mean. Once out of
the woods we ended up at a checkmark in the middle of a street in a subdivision.
As half the pack ran a few blocks they were met by a false trail marking.
Tailgunner and myself took the highroad which proved to be the right
direction and were greeted by a homeowner who asked us "Where does this
end?" If we only knew... At the end of the block we followed the flour
in to the woods and ran along side the powerlines. As we came out of the
woods we ran straight in to the storage area for a cemetery. We knew we
were on the right track when next to one of the headstones in flour were
the words 'YOUR NAME HERE.' Around the cemetery we ran which led us to
a huge hill which had our water stop at the top. What seemed so far as
just another hash with a few good false trails turned for blood after our
half way water stop. The powerlines were now leading us in to the woods
again and this time a hill made of wood chucks. Not the best thing to get
a footing on but hey this is a hash! We ended up at small creek crossing
and a water pipe that you had to balance on to get across. The woods were
getting thicker and the briars were getting the best of most of us. Lost
Sole and I were commenting that we could have used a machete right
after his foot got caught in a pretty nasty briar patch. After another
water crossing and some more pipe balancing we managed to go through what
seemed like a jungle of briars to end up at the old familiar beer near.
The on - in was on a wide part of the trail that led you into the woods.
By that time I was only bleeding from three places on my legs but oh well
another great PH3 hash.
Down - downs were given for the following offenses:
Too Long: Breaststroke, Lost Sole, Boner For Beer & Little
Visitors: Souxsie, Bitch With An Attitude & Brown Hole
Martial Bliss or for showing up to PH3 two weeks in a row: MC Hasher & Whiner
Over Achieving: Kaptin Krash & Kimberly
Misnomer: Double Pecker