PRINCETON HHH HASH #1010.9

Date: October 17, 2004
Weather: Cool and clear
Start: West Windsor Post Office
On-In: West Windsor High School South (not that you would have known) Set By: Weepee

Time: Who knows, longer than necessary

Hashers: Safe Sweats, HYP, Geezer, Pyro, Speed Bumps, Homoerotic Tic Checking, Forrest

DNF: Safe Sweats, HYP, Geezer, Pyro, Speed Bumps, Forrest



            Another day, another debacle

We should have taken Pyro's advice.  After two minutes of running around the post office 
parking lot looking for marks he called On-In.  Instead of just calling it quits then, 
we continued or fruitless search for marks while the hare looked on and offered no 
assistance.  Finally picking up the trail we headed back into the woods, across the 
Amtrak tracks and encountered our first team-building exercise, a fence.  Despite the 
hare's assurances we would need to help each other over, everyone just climbed over 
themselves. At about this time several high speed passenger trains passed through, 
raising questions as the the safety of the trail.  We ran around a development for a 
while, up some hills, found a few double-cross arrows, the usual. Back over the fence, 
back across the tracks, more trains and a beer check.  The hare kindly offered his custom 
blend of hot chocolate, but seeing as it was warmer than expected most hashers declined.

Then things fell apart.

1/4 of a mile down the trail Pyro twisted an ankle and headed back with Bumps.  The rest 
of the pack made their way through the woods to North Post Road and along the road to a 
check at the corner of Ward Road.  And then... nothing.  No marks anywhere.  Copious 
searching by multiple hashers yielded only an irate dog.  Guessing it might be an A-A we 
looped back to the start, but to no avail.  Geezer took off in disgust. HTC proving once 
more that undergrads have too much energy and not enough brain cells returned to the 
nefarious check and through a stroke of luck spotted a single mark 1/2 a mile down Ward 
Road.  From there it was a straightforward run through the woods until meeting up with 
the hare and jogging to the On-In.  After a brief discussion of the preceding debacle HTC 
and Weepee returned to the start where the On-In was held in typical fashion.

One hash after the millennium, and already things are going downhill.

Next week - Someone sets (volunteers?, Tropical Depression?)

HTC