PHHH #1142.9
Date: Sunday, April 15, 2007

Date: 4/15/7

Wetter: post-Easter Nor-Easter

Time: 1:45

Hare: Deli-cut Sikee

Hounds: Hey Yo Paully and Exploding Feet

Account: First words out of the hare's mouth were - the first 
100 yards are missing, maybe it's 200 yards. Mike and I wondered 
if we should have even ventured to the start after all. But alas, 
the hare joined us to make up for the washed-away marks.

After a fgootball field and ahalf we trudged into the swollen 
fields and woods and creeks (some of which diod not exist upon 
DP's setting just a couple couple earlier).

No girls hashed so there was no flash-flooding.

Average thickness of saturation per step: 0.75 inches

Thinnest: 0.0 inches when Paully stepped into thin air tryiong 
to cross over a decrepit old bridge

Deepest: Paully's midThuy - about where Corzine broke his 
(that's what he gets for no seatbelt!)

Unnatural Wonderfall: You had to time you ascent up from the 
field to Province Line Road and if you failed to time it properly, 
you were soaked by the passing cars going through a flooded 
roadway. (I timed it poorly but fortuantely ran with a large 
umbrella so it was actually kind of cool!)

Drenched to the bone, we ran out of marks. Hare hightailed it to 
car, Exploding feet followed, then Paully gave up and folloed the 
same. We we greeting with Passover Beer made from Northern Cane 
Sugar (kosher, gluten free). I took one sip and quickly Passed it 
Over to Feet. After drinking half a beer in the rain and the rest 
in the car waiting for a cop to swing by (again), we moseed over 
to Hopewell Tavern (Bistro?) or whatever it's called on 518 - 
EVERY FREAKING TV (about 7 of them) had AUTORACING! This quickly 
changed to golf on one - and it was last year's coverage as this 
years was weather delayed - but it was still better than cars. 
Volume-wise, the cars won out. It was cool seeing a put gather 
speed around the cup and spin out just as you hear the ZZZziiiip 
ZZZiiiiip of the car around the corner.

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> Unnatural Wonderfall: You had to time you ascent up from the field to
> Province Line Road and if you failed to time it properly, you were
> soaked by the passing cars going through a flooded roadway. (I timed it
> poorly but fortuantely ran with a large umbrella so it was actually kind
> of cool!)
>

Indeed- From an ideal vantagepoint in the field, my jaw dropped as I
watched Paully at the bottom of the embankment, cowering in the bushes
under an umbrella, just as a car zoomed by to deliver the brief but
massive deluge. I wished I had a camera. No, I wish you could have been
there. Not just because picking up the trail at a checkmark is nearly
impossible with only two hounds and 90% of the marks washed away by 
rain or sitting at the bottom of a newly-formed creek, even with the 
hare standing by the checkmark dropping hints and losing his patience.

Other than that, you also missed out on the part where feet wussed out
and commited a major hash faux-pas by sliding across a log bridge on 
his ass, to much sighing and eye rolling by paully and dp.

-EF

p.s. DP, Please bring my raincoat to the next hash if you make it out 
of CB6 and get the subaru out of the impound lot in time.