Puget
Sound HHH run 598
19
June 2003
Hared
By Midget Molester
Cumberland – 75 frickin minutes away from Seattle on a
Thursday evening. Be prompt, run
starts at 6:30! Some of the hounds
lie to their boss and say then have a doctor’s appointment, some say they are
not feeling well, others take the Dim Sum approach – leave work and drive like
Hell to try and get to the start somewhat on time.
There were three hounds present at the appointed time so it didn’t seem
that the Dim Sum approach worked!
Midget promised a “brutal” trail that he would lay
wearing long pants. OK, this
wasn’t going to be a pavement pounder. Maybe
that’s why we hounds made the drive. Maybe
it was the piss-up at the City Hall Tavern (ex Eager Beaver). We had a great PU there the year before, maybe lightning
could strike twice!
The pack of three (FC, Puss Sucker and a visitor) was sent
off with the instructions to NOT kick out the checks, and to wait for the rest
of the pack at the holding check. A
second wave of hounds (Ass-Ma, Little Prick, Gallopin, Thumper, Where’s, DJO
and Short Cumings) departed about 20 minutes later with the same instructions.
Trail lead directly into the scrub-brush that a few years back had been
part of a forest. To steal a phrase
from one of the Back to the Future movies,
“Roads? We don’t need
roads where we are going.” After
about 15 minutes of scrub-brush trail, and slashing our legs (nobody took Midget
up in the idea of long pants) we turned into the woods.
A check above a small falls got most of us interested in the falls, but
not MM. Trail stayed high along the
ridge and went through a new, soon to be tent city, then down to the river.
The holding check was just on the road on the far side.
FC was said to be FRB with Thumper the LRB.
Dim Sum had caught the pack by then and decided that the trail was so
much fun (and that he must have shortcut a whole lot since he had not been out
very long) that he went back to the beginning to start over again. Dumb Frog, he drank later for that! Trail from the holding check lead back into the wooded area
up a hill to a dead car check. Could
have been a perfect beer stop as a few of the locals had used it for a libations
check in the past. But it was here
that trail really got brutal. Thumper
and a few of the hounds went first, around a small MM carved circle jerk through
the brush, stickers, etc. Thumper
calls Back Check or some damn thing just as he realized that he had been
“jerked”. Regardless, we all
got torn. From here, we basically
returned back to the holding check after a short diversion into the woods, and
then back to the cars. As everyone
was regathering, Little Prick “stole” Dim Sums car (for which Dim Sum blamed
DJO) while the rest of us had a beer or two.
The PU was just a few minutes away, so we all headed to the
tavern for the circle. Soon the
beer arrived and the dogs started cooking.
LP got the circle going and MM was given the Hare DD to get things going.
For the next 30+ minutes the vessels were constantly filled and drank
with most hounds getting more that one. We
even got a few of the locals and the owners involved!
With the dogs about to burn, we quickly closed the circle and agreed to
recircle around the fire with the locals once we had eaten.
With dog and beer in hand, the circle quickly moved to the concrete fire
pit. Song-masters all, we proceeded
to “wow” the crowd with our talented voices.
In turn, we were rewarded with a few “free” rounds of beer!
Anyway, a short, shitty run save by another great piss-up!
Great fun for all, sorry so many wankers missed it!
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